Sup, I'm not going to tell you my real name so just call me by my pen name.

Well anyway, this is my FIRST fanfiction story. So just review & tell me what you think.

-Kaliheart

I watched as the dark haired boy jumped in the car with his step-father, and drove away to our school. I thrust my wings in the air and followed the car, not to close so they can see my human features, but not so far that I can't locate them.

Before you get ahead of yourself, no I am not a stalker, or any crazy person you just came up with in your head. I am the guardian angel of Nickolas Ride, if you do not know what that means; it means I watch over him and lead him in the right path, basically. I have just been assigned to watch over him since he reached the golden age of 17 five months ago, you see that age is not really special in the human plain but in other plains it's very important. Let me tell you I hate that I'm assigned to Nickolas, I have to act like a "Normal" person that goes to same school as him, and get this because of him I have to actually do work.

Not that it's hard, I mean I've been alive for awhile so it's pretty easy -but STILL I have to take the effort to be a "good" student, just so I can seem like a normal fucking person for his sake.

So lost in thought I almost forgot I was following him, I flew down behind the school where kids usually aren't at so I could put my wings in, and change my shirt- Hey! My wings tend to put holes in my shirts! I landed with a thud on the asphalt, and started to pull in my wings. I tightly squeezed my eyes shut as I pushed them in, I could feel them seeping further into my back and into my skin, you could hear my bones moving around, adjusting to make room for the new bone in my body. The feeling was always weird to me, feeling them literally go inside my back, and hearing the cracking bones was worse. I always bled a little too –just a drop though. Only to leave 2 long marks on the top of my back, on the side of each shoulder blade, looking like faded scars.

Let me explain, in order for me to be taken as human I must achieve the human look, meaning for P.E., or when I change, or bump into somebody human I can't have my wings popping out of my shirts or anything. I quickly threw the baggy flying shirt off into my bag and threw on a nice clean new one; it has extra long sleeves and is heathered grey knit, tied a little at my left hip that goes well with my skinny jeans. I just wore my normal worn out laced combat boots over them. I took my hair out of its pony- tail, and ran my fingers threw it constantly, while walking towards the school.

I found Nickolas by his locker since mine was just a few away from his, I threw my stuff in my locker and exchanged books for my first class, history, which I have an A+ in (No surprise there, I've been alive for what feels like forever). I already knew Nickolas' schedule since it was the exact same as mine, thanks to the elders (Please note the sarcasm). You see I don't like having to watch over someone, I like being free and traveling to different realms, or plains, and seeing how different everything is. But instead I'm stuck here. In the human plain. Watching over someone that doesn't even appreciate me, or know about me for that matter.

All of a sudden I got a burst of anger, and it wasn't mine. It belonged to Nickolas, he was upset? I felt the rage he had burn threw my body and give me anger at nothing, just to be mad for the hell of it. I quickly got control of mine to overpower his and calmed down. I had to figure out what made him so upset. What made him angry? I looked over at him to see him looking down at a piece of paper in his hands.

"Yo, Fang!" Someone yelled from across the hall, at the entrance. He had blonde spike up hair and grey colored eyes, wearing a white tee and you can make out a wife beater under. Along with a pair of grey skinny jeans, and vans. Obviously a skater with the skid marks on the side of his shoes to prove it, oh and looky here he has a skate board.

Nickolas quickly rolled up the paper and tossed it in his locker and closed it, but not before it rolled out and onto the floor. He went to pick it up but Iggy, his friend, snatched it up before he could.

"Iggy, come on, give it back." Nickolas held his hand out for it but Iggy just opened it up and read it- nosy ass. "Dude, seriously?" Nickolas tried to reach for it but Iggy kept moving around dodging him, while never taking his eyes from the paper.

"A letter? She breaks up with you threw a freaking letter? What the hell?" Nickolas snatched it from him and threw it his bag. "I guess that's what you get for going out with someone who dates more guys than the amount of make-up she puts on" Iggy joked. I could feel some of Nickolas' rage turn into bliss. Hearing rude things about someone that just dumped you does that.

I heard their footsteps come closer to where I was standing and continued to dig around in my locker pretending like I was looking for something. I heard the footsteps pass me along with their conversation of rude things about the girl that has just "dumped" him.

I was sitting in first period, not paying attention at all since I already lived through the subject were going over. I took the time to go be nosy in Nickolas' feelings, I know I complain a lot but I hate how I have to be connected with his feelings, sometimes I wake up in the morning bitter for no reason, but because of him. Anyway! Back to the present, as of right now Nickolas was feeling…. nonchalant… what? Before class he was all angry and judgmental, now he's all fine? Boy does he have weird feelings.

I just started feeling what he felt about a month ago, when the elders thought it would help guardian angels guide their human. And all I have to say is that, it sucks.

"Ok class, I will give you your project partners, this is not random. I have chosen someone that can help improve the others grade." Called the teacher, she looked as if she was in her late 30s or early 40s. Short black hair that only went below her ears, and blue eyes, also shape for her age too.

I waited until I heard my name with some dumb kid that I bet barley knows their ABC's. "Maximum Martinez will be with Fang Ride." Fuck.

After she called off the names and heard a few grunts of disapproval from some students, she told us our assignment "Ok now that you have your partner, you your partner must write about the Government Organizations on WWI. Then you and either both write a 2 page paper about the World War I or you both choose a photograph of World War I and tell the class what it symbolizes. Get started."

Nickolas came and sat down in chair that had just gotten empty on my right. Crap. Crap. Crap. Ok act normal, don't act weird. Yeah don't act like you don't already know most things about him, and that you basically watch his every move. Shut up, I know what I'm doing. Stupid higher being voice in my head. Remember no getting to close with those humans, their trouble for us. What the hell are you talking about? ….. Ok don't reply to me you son of a bitc-

"Anybody there?" Nickolas said while waving his hand in my face, I gave my head a little shake as to show that I'm back to the human plain. Wait, let me rephrase that… I shook my head as to show that I'm back to the real world. There, see I'm human. Sure you are. Fuck off.

"Yeah, sorry. Ok, so I was thinking we can start by naming all the organizations, their leader, and their purposes and accomplishments." I said quickly not looking up at him just writing on the lined paper set on my desk.

"Yeah ok, cool. I'll just sit here and look gorgeous." That got me to look up and glare at him; he was shocked that I would be upset about that.

"No way, here Nickolas, take the paper and write. You're the one obviously in need help in this class. Cause' I sure as hell know it's not me." I sneered at him, while putting the paper and pencil on his desk across from me. All of a sudden anger ran threw his body and went to my own feelings. I gave him a questioning look basically saying 'what the hell?'

"You can call me Fang like every other normal person, Maximum." Wait, what? Is he talking about me being his guardian angel? How did he find out! Crap now the elders are going to pop out and erase his mind! Just great. Chill, Maximum it was just him saying that you're a freak for not calling him Fang like everyone else. Oh.

"I can, but I don't think I will. And call me Max, like every 'normal' person." I spat back, with just as much annoyance he had in his voice.

The bell rang giving us all permission to run out and socialize until the warning bell rang, and that bell means 'run like the police are after to you to your next classes. As of right now Nickolas and I were too busy having a glaring contest to leave.

"Fang stare at girls in P.E. its next." Said an annoyed voice behind his head, Iggy. Nickolas cut off our stare and picked up his things and left with him, as I did the same but with a happy smirk on my face knowing I won the contest. HA. Damn all this happened just in my first class. Great, now for the rest of the day.

Fang POV:

Damn, did I really just get done talking to Maximum Martinez? One of the hottest girls in school? Iggy and I stopped by his locker so he can put his skateboard in there, while he was trying to remember his combination. I watched as some people ran to their next class while others didn't really care and just socialized with their friends, and then there were the people that just calmly walked to their next class without a care in the world. And here comes Max…

Dang I saw heads turn as Max walked down the hall; she really was beautif- uhm hot. As usual she was just looking straight ahead of her not really noticing the stares she got, as if she adjusted to it and forgot all about them. Sometimes she would look down at her feet to avoid when people would walk past her and not take their eyes off her.

Like I said before she is one of the hottest girls in school, her hair was a light brown at the top and gets darker as it goes down; her skin was very fair and like a china doll, with a freckle here or there but nothing that stands out. She was about 5'9 taller that most girls here, and when I was sitting across from her in class I couldn't stop staring at her milk chocolate brown eyes, which had green flecks in them. She was utterly gorge- What the hell is wrong with me?

I shook my head as if to get her out of there but I just watched as she walked down the hall.

"Dude lets go, I don't wanna have to run extra laps for Mr. Molinari again." Iggy said as he pushes me along towards the gymnasium.

All the boys were out at the track before the girls, of course. As we were almost done with our first lap the girls came out and that's when most of the boys started sprinting around the track to get to start line where the girls were. We had to do 3 laps the same as the girls; I just jogged around the track talking to Iggy. I saw some girls sprint while other walked or jogged. Then I saw Max, she was just jogging by herself.

Does she have any friends here? How new is she? Only a few months, that's enough to make at least one friend. I decided to catch up to her, since she was just starting her first lap she was in front of me. I jogged along her side and decided to speak when she didn't take notice of me.

"Hey Max" I said smoothly, I smirked to myself when I saw her jump a little, probably lost in thought to care for anyone else. All she did was nod her head. What is she too good to even talk to me? She looked down at her feet. "Trying to avoid me, huh?" She looked up with surprise set on her face.

"No, I just don't know why you're talking to me. Why are you talking to me Nickolas?" Why does she not just call me Fang? Like everyone else.

"First off it's Fang, and I can talk to who I want. Free country, remember? Plus I wanted to see if you were up for a race." Ok that was the first thing that popped in my head. Great, now she's glaring holes into my head.

"Ok Fang, I will take you up on that. And I know more about free country than you will ever know." She basically spat at me, I was surprised at her actually challenging me to a race. By now we both stopped jogging, and were standing side by side.

"Uh, ok on the count of three then. We run back to the teacher's starting line." We both stood side by side with feet behind an imaginary line.

"1" She said and we both took off, whatever happened to 3? I guess we both thought the same thing. At first I was in lead, and then she was in front of me by a little bit. Like she was teasing me, and saying that she can beat me. I pumped my legs faster and ran in front of her, only to hear her giggle? Wow, Max never giggles. It sounded like bells, to my ears. I would look over to her and see a smile on her face as she ran, with the wind threw her hair.

I'm going to win is the first thing I thought when the teachers were only a few feet away, and then she whizzed past me laughing. What the heck I can hardly breathe, let alone laugh. She was at the teacher's line within seconds laughing a little. I just walked the last few inches, breathing hard and head hanging down in defeat.

"How… did you…. beat me?" I breathed out, when I reached her. She just simply shrugged, not even breathing hard.

"Don't underestimate me." She yelled over her shoulder as she jogged to finish her 2nd lap. I sat on the bleachers with the rest of the people that had finished.

"Man, you got smoked! By a girl! Oh, and not just any girl but, Maximum Martinez!" Iggy yelled as he ran toward the bleachers, catching some guy's attention. Since their wasn't any girls done yet it was just us guys. "Damn, she even looks hot when she's running." Iggy said as he stared at her jogging down the track, with other guys that were staring at her also. I snapped in his face to get him out of his checking out trance, only to glare at him when he looked at me.

"Whoa, ill back off. You like her, don't you?" He said in a sing song voice. I just continued to glare, as he faked gasp and played dumb. "Oh my Fangy is moving on, I'm so proud." He said wiping a fake tear away from his left eye.

"I don't, I mean she's hot, but not my type." I said, Iggy gave me a look that said "You fucking liar" I just flipped him off in return. "Hey Ig, don't you think it's weird that she has been here for months, but hasn't even made any friends; Even though every guy practically drools over her." I said the last part a little bitter but not that Iggy would notice.

"Hmm, that is kind of weird. Maybe she's shy, or a freak." Iggy just shrugged at my question.

"I don't know, but intend to find out." I said determined to get to know Maximum Martinez. Iggy didn't notice to busy staring at the rest of the girls that are left to run.

Max POV:

Crap, I'm in deep shit for racing him and I fucking forgot to act tired, so I just ran off quickly. I thought this while heading to lunch, thank gods. Hey I believe in more than one! No offence to anyone.

Here I am minding my own business with a tray over filled with food, I get hungry! Anyway, when BAM! He decides to sit by me, and you all know who he is.

Yup, Nickolas. Fuck, I'm screwed if the council finds out about this much contact.

Fuck my life.