Almost Gone

Hey guys, I'm so sorry that I haven't updated any of my fanfic's in a while . . . I feel like such a jerk . . . Anyways, since I'm home sick today (yayy!) I don't have lacrosse, exams or cheerleading! So! That means that I get to update my stories! Yee-haw! Teehee . . . So, please read this chapter for Almost Gone and if I upload any other of my stories please read those as well! Thank you so much and I hope that you enjoy this chapter!

"I've, been through enough, and I've seen a lot, like the, way you move when I've hit your blind spot," I sang as I walked to school.

Finally, I came into view of the school just as Fang was getting out of his brand new car he'd told me about. It was a black Jeep with tinted windows – of coarse . . .

Fang waved to me once he saw me. Iggy was getting out of the passenger side of the car and turned to Fang, his sightless eyes turned to him. "You're waving to Max, aren't you?" I could hear him say.

Fang rolled his eyes.

"You're rolling your eyes, aren't you?" Iggy said, a little exasperated.

Fang ignored him and walked over to my side. "Hey," he said, giving a half smile.

I smiled back at him and then pointed to Iggy. "Aren't you supposed to be helping him?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Who?" Fang asks.

"ME!" Iggy yells at Fang.

Realization hits Fang like a pack of bricks. "Right, man, I'm sorry. Just sayin' hi to Max."

Iggy laughs a little, "Yeah, you just had to ditch me, the Blind Dude, in the middle of the parking lot to do that, right?"

"Sorry, man." Fang grabs Iggy's books from the inside of the car and hands them to him.

"Yeah, yeah," Iggy wave Fang away. "Hey, Max." He smiles at me. I was remotely aware of how creepy it was that he was blind and he still knew where I was . . . but only a little.

"Hi Ig," I say back.

He nods and then turns back to Fang. "So, you gonna tell her?" He says in a more hushed voice.

Fang's eyes bug out a little. "Shut it, man."

"Tell who what?" I asked, a little curious.

"Err," Fang runs his fingers through his silky dark chocolate brown hair. "Nothing. I'll tell ya later . . . maybe."

I giggle and nudge him in the chest.

" . . . I can teach her how to play," I hear Fang tell Iggy as I approach the table that we'd been sitting at for the couple of days.

"Teach who how to play what?" I ask as I sit down casually next to my usual seat next to Fang.

Iggy and Fang both exchange a look (I don't know how Iggy can do that, being blind and all – but it sure as hell creepped me out!) and then looked back at me. "Nothing," they both said all-too innocently and began eating their lunches.

My eyes narrowed. "Sure. I'll get you to tell me at one point what's going on."

"Is that a threat?" Fang exclaims sarcastically as he takes a bite of his burger and cringes.

I nod. "Yes; yes it is a threat. And–"

But before I could make my actual threat, a tall boy with rich brown wavy hair and tortoiseshell brown eyes came over to our table and flashed us a smile. He looks over at Iggy and Fang. "Hey, guys, I haven't seen you all summer."

Fang nods. "What's up, man?"

"Sam!" Iggy squeals and gets up from the table and pats the boy on the back. "Man, we missed ya!"

Sam gave a laugh, his muscular bod rumbling. "Missed you too, bro." His attention turns to me and he smiles as he reaches out a hand to shake. "Hi, I'm Sam," he tells me as I grasp his hand and shake.

"I'm Max."

"Cool, nice to meet you," he tells me politely. He looks back at Fang. "So, they guys at our table are wondering when you and Iggy are gonna finally come and sit with us." He points over his shoulder at a table with about four other boys and three girls, all eating their lunches.

Fang shrugs. "Sorry, we've been showing Max around the school."

Suddenly, I feel guilty, like I stole Iggy and Fang from their friends. "You can go sit with them if you want," I almost whisper, not really meaning it. If they didn't sit with me, I would be all alone . . . Oh well. "I'll be fine."

"Max, we're fine," Fang reassures me.

"No, why don't you come sit with us?" Sam offers.

"Yeah, it's be so much fun if you came," Iggy agree's, nodding his head. "You'll love the guys."

Fang looks at me. "Come on, you know you want to . . . ." he says in a teasing voice.

I giggle. "Sure, why not?"

"Yes!" Iggy bellows as he snatches up his lunch tray and prances over to his friends at the other table.

"Awesome," Sam says, mostly smiling at me.

Fang looks between Sam and me and I see his jaw tense for a second. What was that all about?

Sam turns around and walks back over to his table to sit down next to Iggy. Fang looks over at me. "You sure you want to sit with them? If you don't want to I'll stay . . ."

For some stupid reason, my heart warms a little as he says that. "Nah, it's cool. It's probably best if I meet some other people, too."

Fang nods and watches me struggle to get my books and lunch tray. He slides my books out of my hands and puts them underneath his arm.

"I got it," I tell him as I reach for my books, balancing my lunch in one hand. He rolls his eyes, scoops up his lunch and his books and walks over to Sam's table. "Come on, Max," he calls to me over his shoulder.

Sighing, I follow him, annoyed at him for carrying my books even for the short distance from our old table to Sam's. He carefully sets my books down next to him and he pats the space next to him for me to sit down. I put my lunch on the table and Fang starts explaining who everyone is. "That's Alex," Fang says pointing at very tanned boy with flippy golden brown hair and pale blue eyes. "That's Ella," he tells me as he looks at a Hispanic girl with gorgeous curly black hair and deep brown wide eyes. She gives me a warm smile. "This is Evan and Eva, they're twins," he points to a boy with wavy blonde hair and bright green eyes. The girl sitting next to him had longer wavy blonde hair and the same green eyes. They looked the same only Evan was of course more masculine, and Eva more feminine. "His name is Ari," he points to a boy with short curly black hair and brown eyes. He was equally as tan as Fang. "This is Nudge," he gestures to a girl with dark creamy skin and a long main of wavy black hair. "And last but not least, this is Luke." Luke has almost white blonde hair, cut very short to his head and fair skin and very blue eyes.

"Hi guys," I say and give them a small wave. "I'm Max."

They all smile and say hi back to me.

"So, Maxie," Evan says playfully. Eva giggles. "Where are you from, Missy?"

I find myself smiling with him. "I'm from Washington DC."

Evan nods his approval. "Coolio. I have some family that lives there."

"ZOMG! Max, you are so pretty! Is that your natural hair color? It looks so pretty! You don't wear makeup, do you? You're already gorgeous without it, lucky girl! Oooh, I can tell we're gonna be best friends!" Nudge rambles as she looks excitedly at me.

Ari groans. "Someone. Please. Make it stop!"

Nudge doesn't even notice him; she just keeps talking.

Alex, sitting next to her, snaps his fingers in front of his face. "Nudge . . . Nudge, chill! You're on overdrive. Stop, before you break yourself."

Ella chokes on her water and starts laughing as Nudge glares at Alex and elbows him.

"Welcome to the Nudge Channel; 24/7 entertainment, whether you like it or not," Luke sarcastically tells me as he punctures a piece of salad on his fork.

I giggle as we all began to talk about random things.

From the corner of my eye, I see Fang looking at me, giving a small smile.

"What?" I ask him curiously.

He shrugs. "My friends really seem to like you. I guess you're part of the group now."

"The group?" I cock my head to the side.

Ella overhears us. "This is our group." She motions the whole table of us. "We all hang out together; we're all practically like family. We do pretty much everything together. We go to the movies, shopping, out to dinner, camping, homework . . . It's really fun." She pauses and smiles. "I think you should join our group – even though you're a ninth grader," she teases. "What do you say guys?" she asks the table.

"I vote yes!" Luke says.

Evan and Eva nod together, smiling happily.

"Definatly," Alex says.

"Agreed," Ari nods.

"Yes!" Iggy shouts.

Fang just nods and gives a half smile at me.

Nudge squeals. "Of course!"

Ella laughs. "Looks like you're in the group."

Nudge jumps up from the table and comes around to huge me, and boy, she is strong! "Yay! We're sisters!"

I give a small giggle. "Just try not to kill me," I tell her as I try to get her to loosen her grip on me.

She nods quickly. "No problem!"

Everyone at the table laughs at this, and I can tell, that I'd just made a great decision in my friends.

Maybe moving here wasn't that bad of an idea after all . . .

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