A/N: Well this story is coming to a close in a few chapters, at the rate I'm going maybe by the end of September or something. It's not going to go on for like 5o chapters though. Most likely the ending is like Chapter 25 or something. Just warning you.

I could make it longer if someone, hint hint, reviewed. Even if it says that I am the worst writer in the world, I still want some reviews. I have a few chapters up my sleeve, but until I get like75 reviews I won't post more chapters at least for a week or two.

SO HERE's the chapter. It isn't the Faxness chapter though

The pudding part is drawn from the totally awesome HeadoverHeelsinHate

Max POV

Soft padded footprints echoed through the hall behind me as I traveled down the entryway of the Dwyer residence. I turned to see who was approaching but a shadowy figure turned a corner into the depths of the house. For a second I thought I saw a head of blonde hair.

The Dwyer house was nothing short of a beach front mansion, but I could tell that most of the rooms were not used. However, when I reached the kitchen, I heard loud, booming laughter.

Everyone was crowded around the gargantuan island, watching a woman no more than forty decorating sugar cookies with mouthwatering icing.

Fang's dark head bobbed up and he met my eyes. A deep scarlet blush crept up onto my face as I remembered what I said to Sam. I took my lower lip between my teeth as I contemplated how I should act.

Fang brushed the rough pad of his thumb over my red cheeks, causing me to wish for a distraction. Sighing, I tried to ignore Fang's hand, now running up and down my arm, causing goosebumps to appear. A small smile peaked out of the corners of his mouth, as his eyes searched mine, trying to break my resolve.

I felt my mind fogging up more so than before. Shaking my head, I moved next to Iggy who was discussing the pudding Mrs. Dwyer was making.

"Chocolate, My favorite. You can't have enough pudding. It is like the greatness of the world and my heart all rolled into one delicious package! PUDDING! I feel like pudding. Pudding with nerve endings. Pudding in great pain!" Iggy rambled, even as he hit his elbow on the corner of the countertop.

IN the corner of my eye, Bridget and Fang were talking quietly and she inconspicuously placed her hand on his forearm, laughing and smiling at him. But it seemed her flirting was unnoticed by Fang, whose eyes were glassy as he spaced out.

I rolled my eyes and noticed a large picture of the family, with Sandy (Mrs. D), Bridget, Sam, and a man who looked painstakingly familiar. Ella, being the ever-present sister, quirked her eyebrow at the man when she caught my eye. She wanted to figure out how we knew him too, and got a strange glint in her eyes.

I felt a featherlike touch on my shoulder, and I spun on my heel, ready to give Fang a somewhat plausible explanation. But behind me was nothing, nothing except a note, on the ground. Curious, I picked it up and walked to the deck, making sure no one noticed my absence.

The note was folded into fourths and was stained with coffee. The crinkled paper read perhaps the most vague sentence I have read as of yet: I will get what I want. That was anticlimactic. I shoved the note into my pocket and rolled my eyes. It was probably some random note that Sandy wrote. I was about to wander inside when Sam appeared, with a guitar in hand.

"You play?" I asked, astounded.

"Yah, my sister and I are entering the contest together actually. I wanted to say sorry, for everything."

Something overcame him, because he started belting out a song that could bring tears in my eyes, if Fang had sang it. But Sam sang it with his raspy, husky voice, and it didn't sound like a salute to friendship. In fact, I would have thought it was a love song.

(Into Your Arms by the Maine)

There was a new girl in town.
She had it all figured out. (Had it all figured out)
And I'll state something rash.
She had the most amazing...smile.
I bet you didn't expect that.
But she made me change my ways. (She made me change my ways)
With eyes like sunsets baby.
And legs that went on for days.

I'm fallin' in love
But it's fallin' apart.
I need to find my way back to the start.
When we were in love.
Oh things were better than they are.
Let me back into.
Into your arms.
Into your arms.

She made her way to the bar.
I tried to talk to her.
But she seemed so far. (She seems so far)
Outta my league.
I had to find a way to get her next to me.

I'm fallin' in love
But it's fallin' apart.
I need to find my way back to the start.
When we were in love.
Oh things were better than they are.
Let me back into.
Into your arms.
Into your arms.

Oh she's slippin' away.
I always freeze when I'm thinking of words to say.
All the things she does.
Make it seem like love.
If it's just a game. (Just a game)
Then I like the way that we play.

I'm fallin' in love
But it's fallin' apart.
I need to find my way back to the start.
I'm fallin' in love
But it's fallin' apart.
I need to find my way back to the start.
When we were in love.
Oh things were better than they are.
Let me back into.
Into your arms.
Into your arms.
Into your arms.
Into your arms

He leaned toward me, as if the double meaning that cut through my tough exterior was not enough. Did he think I loved him? That I could after I told him a mere hour ago that my heart belonged to Fang?

So I did what I did best, I ran. And the only image in my mind was Fang, watching, waiting, and witnessing the most humiliating moment of my life. I hoped I was wrong. I hope, really hope that Sam would get a good ass kicking today. The weight on my heart is cracking withpressure, guilt, and agony. I never thought I would be an emotion sob story. So I decided I wouldn't.

That is, until I saw Fang's dark eyes gazing at mine, as if he was looking at my soul. And despite my confusion on everything going on in my life, I did one thing THE Maximum Ride has never done ( at least not since 3rd grade when Dad died). I cried. And in Fang's arms, I felt like the ground would always shake around us, but he would always hold me steady. Always.

A/N: Sappy, right? Well it sets up for the Faxness.
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