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Chapter 1

Max's POV

How many stares could one person get? I mean, I'm new here, but does that mean that I need everyone looking at me like they're starving wolves and I'm a piece of meat? I continued down the hall uncomfortably, trying to ignore the stares but failing all the same. I suddenly felt paranoid. I held my head high, being the strong leader that I am, but I couldn't help but slightly move my wings around the inside of my back. Suddenly, the hairs on the back of neck stood up. Someone was behind me.

"Hi!" A really pretty girl with mocha-colored skin and long brown hair tapped me on the shoulder. Right after I had spun around, she started talking again, not allowing me to get a single word in. "I'm Tiffany, but you can just call me Nudge. Yeah, it's weird I know, but my friends just say that it's a cool nickname. So you're Max right? Yeah! You're the new girl! OhmyGod we are gonna have so much fun, I know we will!" She finally stopped talking and had a bright smile on her face that lit up her brown eyes.

I nodded my head and slowly began talking. "Yeah, I'm Max. Could you, uh, show me around?" I didn't feel like myself. I usually didn't talk to people I didn't really know. Then again, this girl did just give me her entire biography. Maybe we would be friends.

"Sure!" She squealed as she grabbed my hand and led me down the hallway, earning me even more stares than before.

Nudge led me to the cafeteria, which was HUGE. Students and teachers were everywhere, and I suddenly felt claustrophobic.

"Max, I'm gonna introduce you to my best friends. I know you're gonna love 'em!" Nudge walked me over to a table with a few girls sitting down. They quickly stopped talking to look up at us. Well, look up at me.

Nudge motioned to a small girl with bouncy blonde girls and a stunningly white smile. "This is Angel, she's a freshman. And this," she pointed to a girl with brown-black hair and pale skin. "Is Rachelle. She's a sophomore. And…" Nudge reluctantly nodded her chin towards a redhead girl with freckles along the bridge of her nose. "That's Lissa. She's a junior like us." Nudge quickly broke away from Lissa's piercing green stare. So she decided to shift to me.

"And you must be the infamous Maxine Batchelder. I've heard a lot of talk about you." She slowly looked me up and down and smirked at me. Okay, I did not like this bitch's attitude.

"It's Max," I lowered my voice. "Bitch."

Her eyes widened in a mock shock. "What was that?"

I decided to act innocent, but I was pretty sure Nudge had heard, for she was snickering behind me. "Oh, nothing," I shrugged.

She leaned back in her seat with an intense glare pointed towards me. I returned it with a necessary snarl.

"That's what I thought you said." She growled.

Rachelle decided to break the tension. "Um, Max, why don't you sit with us?" She smiled sincerely.

"Nah, I think I'll leave you guys to you're oh-so-important gossip. I'll be in the hallway. Nudge, I'll catch up with you later. Nice meeting you guys." I shot a fake smile at Lissa before casually walking out into the hall.

"Kay, Max!" I heard Angel squeak behind me.

The loud conversations of the cafeteria slowly faded out of earshot as I walked down the corridor even farther. I had no idea where I was going. I looked around and took in my surroundings. I always looked around for possible exits, it relaxed me. I knew where I could snap open my white speckled brown wings and take off if I ever needed to. I was deep in my thoughts when I hit a wall. Wait, never mind, it was just a football player. I tried not to roll my eyes (those terrible teenage stereotypes!) and attempted to brush past him.

"Sorry," I muttered, trying to get around him. He reached out and grabbed my arm, and I instantly stiffened, ready to punch this guy's lights out.

"Wait, you're Maxine?" His eyes lingered on my body, stopping at my legs. Maybe I should've worn jeans instead of shorts today.

"Max," I repeated, getting annoyed.

"Mm-hmm. Well I'm Trey. So anyways, Maxine, I've heard that you've never had a boyfriend before." His lips twisted into a stupid smile.

Okay, so people had already been talking about me? Not that it wasn't true; I've never liked anyone before. Instead, I just shrugged instead. "No, not really."

His cheesy grin grew. "Well," He leaned up against the lockers, trying to seem cool. "Maybe I could be you're first?" He suggested.

"I don't think so," I tried to get past him again, but his hand shot out. Before I could put a finger on him a calm voice came from a classroom door.

"Just let her go."

Fang's POV

I leaned against the doorway as I looked at the scene. Trey, the idiot quarterback was hitting on the new girl. What was her name again? Oh well. I saw him grab her and she suddenly looked like she was going to kill the guy. So, without thinking I decided to say whatever. "Just let her go."

The girl turned around and I saw her face. Okay, I'm not gonna lie here. New girl was hot. No wonder Trey was going for it. I mentally shook myself as Trey started talking.

"Beat it, Fang; I'm tryin' to actually get a girl here." He switched his gaze back to New Girl and put his arm around his waist. I was about to punch this loser in the face before New Girl beat me to it. And quick, too. I heard something crack as she landed her fist on his nose and it instantly started bleeding. Trey yelped in pain before grabbing at his nose and storming off to the bathroom. New Girl turned around to face me again. Her face was flushed, but she was acting completely normal. Her almond brown eyes softened as she looked at me, and I scanned her up and down. She had gorgeous long dirty blonde hair and an angelic face. Wait—angelic? I was so corny. She had long tanned legs that were almost the same color as caramel. She quickly broke me out of my thoughts.

"Er, hi. I'm Max." She smiled a mind-blowing grin at me and it took me several seconds to reply.

"Fang." I nodded my head at her and then thought about how stupid I probably looked. I was right; she laughed.

"Thanks for standing up for me, but I think I can take care of things myself." She motioned her hand in the direction Trey had scampered off. And she was right. Max was extremely strong. I simply nodded again. My brain was exactly functioning at the moment. She lightly laughed again and gave me a friendly smiled.

"I gotta go. It was nice meeting you, Fang." She started to walk away.

"See ya, Max." My heart clenched as I watched her go. What the hell?

I turned the other direction and started thinking about what had just happened. Why did my heart jump for joy when she smiled at me, and why did it feel so weird to watch her walk away? The last girl who had ever made me feel like that was my ex-girlfriend. She had been my very first girlfriend, and I was pretty sure that she was the one for me. Six months later, I learned that I was totally wrong. I had caught her sneaking around with one of her best guy "friends" on my birthday. Instead of me breaking up with her like you think I would've, she decided to do the deed herself. She mocked and laughed at me, asking me why I was so stupid. After that, I had never dated again. I slumped as I thought about Lissa. Yeah, you heard me right. I dated Lissa and had made the biggest mistake of my life. I don't think I'll ever get over her either.

Max's POV

After walking away, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Trey, the punch…

Fang.

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P.S. Yeah, it's kinda short, I'll be working on updating longer chapters.