So I've decided to make a huuuge kind of fanfic, with tons of different one shots that have nothing to do with eachother. If you really want to adopt one of the chapters to make into your own story, PLEASE PM me first! And you have to give me credit! Well, for the chapter you adopt. That's all.

Disclaimer: Don't own Maximum Ride.

"I just don't understand!" Fang complained. Iggy had persuaded him to come and help him scope out cute girls, but one thing about them confused him. Their need to wear heels. They made him feel intimidated, something girls rarely did.

"Look. Maybe they just wanna be tall." Iggy replied absentmindedly. "Dude look!" He pointed at a blonde. "What about her?" She wore a shirt with a low backing to it and Fang thought he saw two tattoos. Hands and a ball of flames maybe? And when she turned towards them, there was three birds tattooed on the collar area.

"Nah. She has a boyfriend." Fang pointed to a guy who walked up to said girl and kissed her on the mouth.

"Oh." Iggy said in disappointment.

"Like, see that!" Fang gestured wildly to a girl who was wearing pumps that made her about six feet tall, though Fang guessed she was really four feet.

"And her!" He pointed quite rudely to an Asian girl with heels so tall she was wobbling. She caught his accusing finger and gave him a look so scary Fang flinched.

"Even her!" A beautiful, naturally tall black haired girl with a guy who had glasses on her arm. Though she was already tall, she had about seven inch tall boots on. They appeared to be on a double date with a short red head who was miraculously not in heels, who had a golden haired boy with her. But upon closer look, Fang noticed she was wearing small pumps. Small, but still there. Why couldn't girls wear converse or something?

"Shame. That black haired girl looked nice." Iggy sighed. He was tired of Fang always complaining about heels. He might as well bring Gazzy who was eight, he'd be better!

"What about that group?" Iggy pointed to a group of four girls, all quite pretty.

Fang just groaned. "Heels, Converse, heels, he-wait!"

He raised his gaze past the shoes and up to the face. Where a glare that rivalled the Asian's was trained in him.

"What?" The girl snapped. Fang noticed she had nice brown eyes that would probably be warmer if she hadn't been glaring.

"No-nothing." Fang stammered. "I just uh, noticed you weren't wearing heels."

This was apparently the wrong thing to say. Her friends and Iggy looked like they were enjoying the shades of red her face was turning.

"AND DO ALL GIRLS HAVE TO?!" She shrieked.

A mocha skinned girl in her group grabbed her arm.

"Sorry," she smiled weakly. "We just had a fight about her and her vow to never wear heels."

"That's great!" Fang was liking this girl. "I meant, it's refreshing to see a girl wearing those," he nodded to her shoes, "instead of those. No offence." He backtracked as the other three girls glared at him.

"I like girls who wear heels!" Iggy jumped up from the bench they had been sitting on. A Hispanic girl in the group looked interested, but the red head and mocha skinned did not.

"Oh." Converse girl stopped fighting the girl holding her back.

"This is Max," the girl holding her let go. "I'm Nudge, this is Lissa," she looked at the redhead, who had looked at Fang like he was a piece of meat she wanted for dinner. "And that's Ella flirting with your friend."

Fang looked to wear Ella and Iggy were. Ella was laughing. I guess Iggy got his girl. He thought.

"Let's go Lissa." Nudge grabbed the girl. "Meet you at the car!" She called over her shoulder as Lissa looked longingly back.

"Sorry about over reacting." Max said sheepishly. "I hate heels."

"I do too!" Fang blushed. "I mean, I don't wear them, I meant on girls."

Max smirked. "Sure."

"What's that's supposed to mean?" Fang cocked an eyebrow.

"Nothing." Max turned around and grabbed Ella. "We're going."

"Call me!" Ella threw a piece of paper at Iggy and off they went.

Well, tried.

"Wait!" Fang ran after them, leaving a dazed looking Iggy.

"Yes?" Max stopped.

"Do you think maybe, we could..?" Fang didn't really know how to ask out a girl he knew for five minutes. The only reason he noticed her was because of her choice of shoes.

But, looking at her, maybe he would have spotted her. Her blonde, sun streaked hair had a natural look to it, something Fang liked. Natural hair. And her face was pretty...

Max knew what he was trying to ask. A real smile lit her face. "Eight o'clock, Starbucks?" She said, pointing to the mall's coffee shop. "Mall closes at eleven"

"Oh, sure!" Fang could barely control his excitement.

"Don't worry, I'll wear flats."

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