Okay, so when I first heard about Fanfiction I was like "No freaking way!" and I signed up the first second I got to the computer. Soooo, here is one of my very first entries. Hope ya like!

MPOV

Finally, exhaustion swept over me, and my head slowly, slowly fell to the pillow on my bed – just as my alarm clock went off to get me ready for school.

"Aghhh!" My hand reached out and slammed into my clock.

"Max!" My mom yelled from down the hall, "Get your lazy but up; you're gonna be late for school again."

Like I gave a damn if I was late for school . . .

Still, I got up from my warm cozy bed and grabbed some short denim shorts, a black low cut cammi and some white sandals out of my closet, not really caring if what I put on stood up to all the other top brand designers out there. It's not like it mattered anyway . . . school would go the same way it always does: Lissa would drive us to school in her new red hot Lamborgini (her parents were freaking multi-million airs!), Sam would try and flirt with me, Mr. White would critisize me on my grades and I'd talk back to him - earning myself a handy-dandy slip for detention (woo hoo!), JJ would sit with Lissa and I at lunch and goof-off with me during study hall, then I'd go home, try and catch a few z's and then do everything all over again.

That's just how interesting my life is.

Sigh.

"Please, Max?"

I looked over the rim of my book that I was reading - or at least trying to read - and faced Sam's puppy dog eyes he was giving me. "Nope."

"Max, you and I both know you want me . . . it's only a matter of time before I'm no longer available to date you." He smiled at me and leaned across the table to whisper to me, "There's a lot of girls out there that want me and won't leave me alone. They keep asking me out but I keep saying no. Their like, stalker's or something . . ."

Oh, the irony . . .

I tried and fought back my laughter. "Weird, they just don't get it; you must feel like just screaming at them 'Leave me the hell alone!' You know what I mean?" I asked, sarcasm dripping off my every word.

He smiled at me, like we shared this big secret that the world just couldn't know. "I know exactly what you mean, Max."

God, if you hear me, please, please, kill me now!

"Yeah . . . gotta go." I got up from the small table in the back of the library and started heading towards the door.

"Talk to you later, babe!" Sam called after me.

I hope not.

The sound of silence filled my ears as I entered my study hall. My eyes scanned the crowd of people and found JJ in the way back of the room, saving me a seat at our table. She waved me over, a smug smile on her face.

I paused for a second, "What're you up to?" I asked her.

"Oh, nothing . . ." Let me tell you something about JJ: she can't lie to save her life.

"Just spit it out."

"You'll find out soon enough!" She said defensively.

"Okaaaay . . ."

Eying her suspiciously I sat down next to her.

She fidgeted with her text book - strike one. JJ bit her bottom lip - strike two. Her eyes unwillingly gazed over to me and locked onto my death glare - strike three, she's out.

"I got you a date for the Spring Dance!" She blurted and then got a series of shhh-ing by numerous amount of people.

"What?!" No, there is no way in this freaking world she'd do that to me.

She was practically bouncing up and down in her seat. "Brendan Shaws!"

"Oh my god!" I shreiked.

"I know, right?! So, I was in Trig and he comes up to me and he's like 'hey' and I'm like 'what up' and he's like 'so, you're friends with Max Ride' and I'm like 'yeah' and he's like 'she's pretty hot' and I'm like 'okay?' and he's like 'maybe I should ask her to the dance' and I'm like 'you should soooo do that!' and he's like 'I'll ask her out during study hall' and I like 'that's perfect!' She finished in a rush.

"OH MY GOD!" I said running my figures through my hair.

"He is like soooo smoking! You're like the most luckiest girl in the world!" She clapped her hands in excitment.

"JJ, he's got a freaking girlfriend!"

She muttered something under her breath.

I narrowed my eyes at her. "Wha?"

"I said, not anymore." She gave me a devious grin.

"For the love of God, what did you do?"

"That's for me to know and you to wonder about. Uhmm . . ." her voice trailed off as she looked at something behind me and her smile grew even bigger. "I forgot, I have a Poms meeting today."

"What? I'm on Poms too if you've forgotten. We don't have a meeting today!"

She gulped. "Uhh . . . it's just for the captin, me."

I shook my head as she left me and she called back to me, "Talk to ya later, Maxie!"

Grr . . . I don't like being called Maxie. The last time someone not too close to me called me Maxie they ended up in the hospi―

"Max?" Came a low, deep sexy voice from behind me.

"Huh?" I spun around to see Brendan stalking towards me. Oh, damn.

"Hey, Max, I was wanting to talk to you." He smiled brightly at me and for a second I forgot to breathe. He sat down in the chair next to mine.

"What about?" I asked, gazing into the depth of his sea-green eyes.

He smiled at me shyly, "Well, I was wonderin' if you'd go to the spring dance with me?"

Seconds ticked by and then I remembered I had to respond. "Of coarse!"

His smile grew more intent," Awesome! So, I guess I'll talk to you later?"

"Yup." I couldn't believe me, of every single freaking girl in this school (and this is one damn bid school) he actually liked me . . . wow, I'm starting to scare myself by how girly-girly I sound. Sheesh!