Guys, forgive me. Give me a break; I've been super duper busy with tests, basketball practice after school, games on Saturdays. Anyways, don't think I gave up, pfffffffffft if anything, I've been trying to finish this story, for those of you who love it, and for me to feel a sense of accomplishment for once in my life.

But let's just continue with this melodramatic love story. I've had a lot of ideas running so far.

Disclaimer: I own a chocolate bar, not Maximum Ride.

Chapter 19- Gazzy's Birthday, and Thanksgiving

Fang's P.O.V.

November 9, 2012, Autumn Gathering Day

I looked over Gazzy's way, him escorting a sleepy Nudge to Ms. Cornfield's car. It looked like he had leaned in for a kiss, but thought twice about it, probably thinking that she might be to tired to even remember it the next morning. He sat her neatly, waved bye to Ms. Cornfield, and made his way toward me, I acting like I didn't see anything.

"She looks really tired." He said, a yawn creeping its way onto his face. I nodded in response, not really in the mood to talk.

Gaz and I made our way toward Iggy, him leaning for a kiss with Ella, her doing the same, but her mom interrupting they're moment. Hahaha, cockblock much?

We said our final goodbyes to the girls' moms, and I drove the guys home.

~[*]~

November 21, 2012, Gazzy's Birthday

I woke up to the sound of my cell phone ringing. The beats to one of my songs registering into my mind. I open my dreary, tired eyes. I stretch my arms and yawn, sliding to unlock my phone.

"Hello?"

"Dude, did I wake you up?" Iggy. You fucking idiot. It's like 10 am on a Saturday morning. Of course you woke me up.

"No." Letting him off easy you know.

"Well, get dressed, you gotta help me on Gaz's birthday stuff." Oh yea, its Gaz's birthday today . . . shit.

"K just let me prepare myself." God I'm such a chick.

~[*]~

Rocking my usual black attire, I drove to Iggy's place. I knock on his door, waiting for someone.

"Hey Fang." Oh, Max is already here.

"'Sup numb nut." I walk passed her, ruffling her hair on the way. She fixes herself and trails behind me. She slightly pushed me, saying that if I wanted kids someday, I should shut up and be my nonchalant self.

I go upstairs and greet the rest of the gang, and Ari. Oh.

Max came in after me, and sat down next to Ari. Um. . .

"Help us make the birthday banner Tooth." Ari handed me the glitter. You have got to be kidding me. Glitter? Of all people, you give the possible goth- teenager- still- confused- about- it- himself boy? Really. I was utterly shocked. I look up and see them all with red faces. Very funny. Hahaha, I'm practically peeing myself. Jerks.

They all double over in laughter. Embarrassment level already reaching its peek, monotone face expression still there.

"Here." Max handed me some sharpies. Black ones. Perfect.

I started my drawing skills, showing the gang the different types of font that I could probably draw for the banner. Deciding whether to go with blocky or boyish, whichever suited Gaz the most.

"Something like this," Max started drawing this font that just seemed so simple, but suited Gaz perfectly. What is this witchcraft?

After the drawing, the pasting, and the glittering, thankfully done by Iggy, we were done in no time.

"Ok, who wants to help on the cake?" Iggy said.

Great.

~[*]~

"GUYS! HE'S HERE! HIDE!"

We all sprinted for a hiding a spot. Me and Max behind the couch, classic, waiting for our cue, Iggy next to the fridge, Nudge in the storage room by the door, and Ari behind the staircase.

"Iggs?"

"SURPRISE!" they all shouted. They, as in them. I just had my arms out.

Gaz had this look of confusion plastered on his face. But then his calming grin replaced it.

"Happy Birthday Gazzy" Iggy grinned, showing a gleam in his eyes. "Come on guys! He seems ready!"

Max and I came out with the cake, chocolate, as I was told, yum. "Hey Gaz," smiles Max. She looked my way and counted.

1, 2, 3.

"Happy Birthday, to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birhtday, Happy Birthdayyy. Happy Birthday to you."

Gaz gave me the 'bro hug', and Gave Max a hug. "Thanks guys."

"Anytime." Max and, wait for it, I gleamed brightly.

~[*]~

November 22, 2012, Thanksgiving

I finished helping Angel get dressed, and made my way downstairs, careful of the sharp edge at the bottom of the staircase, Didn't want my shirt, which was black, to get ripped. Thanksgiving, the giving of thanks, *gringo voice* Dia De Los Gracias, a day where we all pig out and gain like 200 pounds and not even care. Great. Just peachy.

This year, the dinner is going to be held at my house. I mean, not to brag or anything, but my mom makes the best potato salad. As sad as it may seem, but the truth hurts.

I checked my watch, five- thirty, dinner starts at six. Perfect, just enough time to set the table. I grabbed the plates, napkins, spoons, forks, and the knives. For this special occasion, dad brought out the Big Table.

I set the table, carefully placing everything in the correct order. I then got the champagne glasses, and set them face down for now.

I take a peek into the kitchen and see Ari helping mom with the rest of the food.

Knock, knock, knock. I look toward the door, and see Dad opening it.

"Hey Liz, Nudge!" He gave them each a hug.

"Hey Mr. Walker!" she beamed at my dad. She then saw me and gave me a weird face, a greeting in her world I believe.

Mrs. Cornfield gave dad, what looked like, home- made apple pie. Sweet.

"Oh you didn't have to! But surely, we will all enjoy this!" said my overenthusiastic- exited- about-getting-fat-and- acts-like-it-doesn't-matter dad.

"Just go take a seat at the table while the other guests start to arrive."

Nudge made her way toward me, and I looked over her dress. Looks like a skin color dress, with flower prints on it. I look down and see that she has on black high heels. Her hair a nice half-up style, the loose part looked like it had some curls in it.

I smirk; always and forever will always be a fashonista. "Hey Fang." I nod as a response, and Nudge joins her mother at the table.

The next person who came was Max and Ella. Ella came in strutting in this blue dress, black heels, with her hair loose, and her bangs loose on the side. And then there was Max, in a brown dress, and as well with heels, but this time a brown color, like her dress. I looked at her face, and she had an irritated expression, her hair was the same curly self, but her bangs looked straighter than usual.

Then came Iggs. Oh how he managed a nice dress shirt and tie still perplexes me. His shirt was a light blue one, with a black tie, and dress pants and shoes. Followed by Gazzy, with a white dress shirt and black tie, with some dress pants and shoes.

Everyone was here, all together at the table. Then, mom brought the most important thing of the evening, the turkey.

We all stood up and clapped, congratulating my mom on making all this food. We then joined hand, Max on my left, and Mom on my right. Then the prayer started.

"Dear Lord, thank you for this glorious food. Thank you for another year of living in this world. May we always have a sense of family in us, like we have here today gathered at this table."

The prayer continued with Max's mom, Ms. Martinez.

"Well, we haven't been here for that long of a time, but thank you everyone, for accepting us into your lives, treating us more lovingly, no more than the next guy, but mostly, I would like to thank the kids. For they have taken care of my children with love, compassion, and friendship."

"Yea, thank you guys, everyone." Said Max and Ella in unison.

We all smiled and grinned, thankful that we had new amazing people in our family relationship.

"Now," dad said, "Lets EAT!"

Being that it was a long time is just a total understatement. And here comes the truth guys. My father, being the 'oh so protective' type, had put a 'Website Filtering' thingy up, thus blocking everything on site, taking Fanfiction with it. Stupid, I know. But, it was until my last report card (thank the heavens that I did good guys) that he had unblocked it which means I was able to upload. YAY!

Anyways, hope you enjoy. Love you Guys!

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