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Chapter 1

MaxPOV

As I walked into the noisy cafeteria for lunch, I could describe the new kid perfectly in three words; emo sexist pig. He already had the school slut, Lissa, sitting on his lap. It was a perfect position for him to see down the front of her skimpy shirt. Even though he wasn't, it was still disgusting. She saw me looking at her, she smirked, and then pulled his face down to her height, gluing her lips to his.

I rolled my eyes in disgust, and looked over at the teacher, who was paying no attention. I laughed quietly as he pushed her away quickly. I sat down one table over from the not-so-happy couple, my back to them, and dug into my mom's homemade pasta. Delicious.

My best friends slid in across from me. Monique, nicknamed Nudge, sat straight across from me and hissed, "Nick's looking at you."

"Who's Nick?" I questioned, my mouth full. I had no aversion to talking with my mouth full. None at all.

Nudge rolled her eyes, and my other best friend, Angel, said, "The new kid, in your grade."

"Oh," I said, understanding. "So?"

"So?" Nudge repeated incredulously. "He's so hot! And he's staring at you now."

"Ah, so I see you have no issues with sexist pigs?" I asked. I thought I had taught her better.

"What do you mean?" Angel asked. "He's not doing anything wrong. Just sitting with stupid people."

"Stupid people? You mean the other sexist pigs of the school. They'll get along great," I said sarcastically. I turned, expecting to see Lissa still sitting on his lap, but she was sitting on Sam now, who wasn't missing the chance to look down her shirt. "Well, before you got in here he was making out with Lissa." So it was a little exaggeration. Deal with it.

"No, he wasn't. He pushed her away. I was talking to Iggy, I saw it all," replied Nudge. Iggy was my twin brother, and we looked nothing alike. He was the captain of the varsity boys' soccer team, even though we were only sophomores. He was also captain of the basketball team, lacrosse team, and was the best runner on the track team.

I was also a pretty good athlete; captain of the varsity girls' soccer team, and lacrosse team. I also played basketball, and was pretty good at it. I also played tennis; I held the record for most won matches in one year at the school. Okay, I was really good.

"Yo, Max," said Nudge, snapping my out of my egotistical thoughts. I realized I was still facing Nick's table. And he was looking somewhere that I never let people look. A certain area between my neck and stomach. I put one hand in front of my chest, watched his eyes train on it, and then quickly flipped him off.

I turned back to my food and said, "Yeah?" after taking a huge bite.

"I think he likes you," confided Nudge in a stage whisper. Angel giggled.

I sprayed pasta onto the table as I laughed. Some people turned to look at me. Oh well, I don't care what they think of me. They're all idiots anyways.

Then I heard a voice.

"Maximum Ride!" boomed Mr. Allin from across the cafeteria. "Did you just give Nick the finger?"

I turned, swallowed my remaining food, and yelled, "Yeah," over all of the conversations. In some cafeterias, it gets quiet when someone gets in trouble. Not here. Well, not for me, anyways. I was in trouble too much for it to be interesting anymore.

"Why?" Allin yelled back.

"Because he violated my personal space," I replied simply. Some conversations died away at this.

"He was nowhere near you!" bellowed Allin in exasperation.

"He checked me out!" I yelled back. Now all of the conversations were gone. There had been no new boys in a while, and all of the boys here knew not to check me out.

Mr. Allin raised an eyebrow, thinking about this new development in the issue. Checking people out wasn't allowed in this school. It was considered "sexual harassment." Iggy was shooting daggers at Nick, who was blushing furiously.

"Oh man, not good. She's gonna break every bone in your body," said Dylan, one of the pigs around Nick. It was obvious that he was trying to be quiet, but the cafeteria was silent, and I was sitting right there.

I swung around so I was facing them again. "Oh, isn't that a little harsh?" I asked Dylan, fake hurt coloring my tone. "I only broke your nose and Sam's." At the sound of his name, Sam pulled away from Lissa, who moved her mouth to his neck. See what I mean? She was just kissing Nick, now Sam. How Allin could yell at me while that was going on was completely insane. "The rest of you just got black eyes." I smiled sweetly.

"Maximum!" said Allin.

"Yeah?" I asked. "Do you want something?"

He yelled, "Your cheek is inexcusable!"

"So?" I asked, "Do I have detention or something?"

"No. You wouldn't come anyway. Why I even bother yelling at you is beyond me," he replied, sounding weary.

"Your right, I wouldn't, and I'm not going to miss the first soccer game of the season for detention either," I said, reminding him that this was a star player he was talking to.

He sighed, and said, "Carry on."

Iggy walked over to me and asked, "He checked you out?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's what I said loudly," I said sarcastically.

He laughed and said, "I'll go talk to him."

"I can talk to him myself!" I protested. I realized that everyone was still watching me. "Well!" I yelled to them, "What are you waiting for? Your food's getting cold!" Everyone looked away quickly and shoved food into their mouths.

"Yeah, I know you can. But I'm your big brother, and it's my job to look after my little sis." He smirked at my expression. He was only three minutes older than me. Idiot. Nudge looked at him like he was a knight in shining armor. She always had a soft spot for him. Idiot.

I just shook my head and went back to eating. Angel and Nudge stood. They were freshmen, and had to go to class before me.

Then I heard a boom and looked over to Iggy's table. James was holding an exploding soda bottle. A new kid, probably Nick's little brother, was laughing hysterically. He looked like he was going to faint. I looked over to Iggy, expecting him to be laughing, but he just looked confused. Nick was laughing, kind-of, and whispering to Iggy. Iggy looked over at the new kid with a newfound respect, and I slapped my forehead. Crap. Another pyro.

Okay, I forgot to mention something. Iggy loves to make bombs. He probably has enough in his room to blow up this whole horrible state we live in. Arizona. What Arizona really didn't need what another pyro.

The new kid, I think his name was Gazzy, walked out of the room, still laughing.

"Iggy!" yelled Allin.

"I swear it wasn't me! And I'm not going to detention today; I don't care what you say! I have a game today also!" he yelled back, reminding Allin he was now talking to another star player. Ahh, we don't look alike, but we have almost the same personalities. I just don't blow things up.

Iggy walked over to me, murmured, "He didn't check you out." Like I believed him. He ran over, gave Gazzy a high five, and laughed at James.

Allin looked away and mumbled something that sounded like, "Those Rides are going to kill me one day, and get away with it. Oh well, we win games."

I groaned and put my face in my hands. It looked like Iggy and Gazzy were well on their way to being friends. That would mean that Nick and I would be spending more time together. Groan. And now there were two pyros in one school. Groan. Out of all the kids in the world, the two that moved here were a sexist pig, who might be emo, and a pyro. Great. Just great.

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