Hi my name is Max, I hate it when people call me Maximum( My birth name, I have a pretty weird dad.) and I have a secret, I have wings.
When I was two my family and I moved to Arizona, we have lived there ever since, it's better than some places like Forks luckily.
After that I pretty much lived a normal life, going to school, getting into fights, having teachers who hate me. The usual.
But sadly today's my first day of high school. This day that will be the death of me.
I entered the bus and looked around, there was spitballs, paper airplanes, water bottles, books, I.D's, among other things flying in the air. What am I getting myself into?
I walked to the back of the bus. It was relatively calm and there was an emergency door. The only person there was a girl, who was speedily talking to a boy. The boy was lanky and had strawberry hair; he had a bored expression on his face as he stared out the window. AS I sat down the girl turned her attention to me, why exactly did I sit here again?
"Hi, I'm Monique what's your name? OH your hair is so pretty what do you use on it? I use Head and Shoulders. Did you just start here? I did. You're tall. I'm technically considered short. Do you like cookies? I like cookies.
I clamped my hand down on her mouth right after that sentence; this girl is making my ears bleed!
"Oooook that's enough talking for now, as for your questions, my name is Max, I use regular shampoo, I did just start here, yes I'm tall I grow fast, and I love cookies. Please stop talking for awhile I don't know how that kid you were talking to before can stand it. She nodded and looked out the window.
"Thanks by the way, I usually just tune her out."
I turned my attention to the voice, it was the boy with the strawberry hair. "I'm Iggy by the way." We talked for a while and soon we were at the school.
The doors opened with a squeak, as if they hadn't been oiled in a decade.
"We're here!"