Okay, I'm getting more into this. And reading through the reviews really helps too!

Max's POV

I paced back and forth, in a growing shadow behind the school.

Where was Ella?

I had told her to meet me at 4, right after school got out.

It was 4:15.

Maybe she forgot! I did tell her right at the beginning of school. But, I'm her sister! And this is her niece! How could she forget about something like that?

Skyler lay in a soft blanket I stole at a convenient store, her little hands starting to rise above her head as she created spit bubbles. I know, I know. It's hard to picture a little girl in a stolen blanket being that cute, but first off, I didn't have any more money, and second, she didn't know it was stolen!

I loved Skyler. Don't get me wrong. She was, at the moment, the only thing I was living for. But I also hated her. She had to come along, right when everything was beginning to be perfect, and destroy it all. I realized that it was my fault this all happened, but, if she would've just... waited. I would've never done anything with Iggy again, and then, when Fang and I were ready, we could have a child.

But no. Because that's just to easy. Of course I had to get pregnant that one time, and of course she had to look just like Iggy, instead of me. And of course Fang had to blow is top.

Sometimes, I wonder what they're all doing. Fang is probably ecstatic to get away from me, after what I did to him. But... Iggy. What is he doing? I couldn't picture him anywhere. God I hope he's not depressed. And poor, poor Angel and Gazzy. Stuck there with the heavy weight of all the tension floating in the air.

I hurt my baby. My love. My brother. My best friend.

And it was all my fault.

My eyes burned and my throat started to clog up again. No Max I thought You cant cry now. Stay strong. Just don't think about it.

So, I turned my attention back to the matter at hand. Ella was still missing. Glancing down at Skyler, I knew that if I walked in with a baby, it might look weird. But, after all, I did look well into my 20's, even if I was only 18.

She was fast asleep again, so I gently picked her up, cradling her like some rare china. With my chin held high, showing them that I didn't care that my jeans were wearing thin with holes, and my shirt had mud marks, matching my dirty hair and tanning skin -The tan wasn't from the sun-. It was all about appearance, and if there was one person who knew how to keep up their appearance, it was me. It made people think that you didn't care what they thought, and kept them from underestimating you.

When I walked threw the front doors, there was a large glass wall that allowed all of the secretary and principle to see who enter and exited the door. One lady, a rather large, short one with girl brown hair and a scowling face, stood up, eyeing me with that what-are-you-doing look.

Naturally, I put on my best smile, nodded to her, and motioned to the hall without pausing. I don't know if she was just to slow to reach the door, or if she really let me threw, the latter I'm guessing the less likely, but when I closed the large green door that separated the office, lunch room, and gym area, I knew that no one could stop me now. I was in.

Now, were would Ella be? As far as I knew, she was a relativity good student, so she might be helping a teacher or something. But, then again, she might have done something. She wasn't a teachers pet, after all.

My best idea was to look in her home room. She had gone on several times about how she was stuck in the library, because there were to many kids in her school, but had also told me how if she could chose one teacher to have a crush on, it would be Mr. Reed. And when I walked into the large room, I couldn't agree more.

Okay, I know, your probably screaming at me, wanting to slap me and shake me, yelling in my face, "MAX! You just had a baby! And you left your family! How can you be thinking that someone is cute?" But he was! Strangely long blonde hair that just swept past his clear, big blue eyes, giving him a gentle, relaxed look and not that trailer park trash. (Which is probably where I fall right about now.) He wore khaki pants and a white button up t-shirt, which, in the sunlight wafting in from the huge wall of nothing but windows at the other end of the library, looked breathtaking. I have to say, he looked like an angel, if nothing less.

"Can I help you?" he looked up from a stack of books he was sorting threw, one is his hand, his square and oh-so-cute glasses resting on his nose.

"Um... Yes!" Come on, shake yourself out of it Max! "I was wondering if you know where Ella is... she's a student of yours, Mr. Reed."

The librarian smiled, snapping the book shut. "Ah, Ella. Yes, I know her." he had his hands behind his back now, and was strolling towards me. Naturally, I took a step back. Happy now? I'm stayin' away from uber hot library dude. "She's in my home room. Sweet little girl. Extremely smart, full of potential, heart of gold." his eyes flickered over me. Over my messy blonde hair and torn clothes. My defensive expression, ready to attack. The sleeping baby in my arms. Wow, I can only wonder what the heck is going on threw his mind.

But, I put on my best smile and nodded. "Ella is a very gifted young girl. I'm proud to call her my sister. Now, could you please tell me where she-"

"Max?" Ella's little head popped out from behind a bookshelf, her face puzzled. Then, it dawned on her. "Oh, Max! I wanted to come and get you, but Mr. Reed here told me I needed to sort books for detention, and I couldn't get away, no matter how hard I tried! Honestly!"

I had to laugh, because I was really lightheaded at the moments, and because I didn't want to blow up at her in front of another adult. "It's fine! Really!" I was just waiting outside of a school building for an hour with a crying baby! No trouble at all! "It's just... can we go now?"

Glancing over the librarian, he gave me the A-OK nod, so I grabbed Ella's hand and bolted. I'm just like that.

We finally were out of the school, and I felt like I could breath again. "Ella, I really need you help." I said.

My cute little sister turned into all business. "What is it Max?"

I knew she would do anything for me, but this was kind of a big deal. "Ella... I need to get rid of Skyler."

Short, I know. Sorry.