Hey everybody! Hows it going? I just wanted to start a new story 'cuz I felt kinda naked with only one up. Anybody out there who hasn't read it yet, check out my other story Maximum Ride: Crossfire. Anyways, I'm pretty much just making this up as I go along, so tell me if it sucks or if I should continue it. ENJOY!:)

Disclaimer: James Patterson owns Maximum Ride and I only own the plot and my own characters.

I walked through the halls, looking straight ahead. I could feel the stares of people boring holes in my head, but I kept my face nonchalant and calm. The books in my hand weighed down my arms and made my back hurt. Just two more halls until my classroom. I'm almost there, I thought to myself. I saw some of the "cool" people stick their foot out to try to trip me, but I just sidestepped them. I walked up to the door and switched the books over to one arm so I could open the door. I stepped into the classroom and saw my new teacher, Ms. Maxwell. She had black hair and bright blue eyes, and she looked in her late twenties, early thirties. She was talking to another student that was leaning on her desk, probably closer than he should be. They both turned to look at me, and I could see confusion on the boys face. Of course. I'm the new girl. Why wouldn't he stare at me? I thought bitterly. I hadn't wanted to be here, but of course we had to move, and in the middle of my freshman year.

"Hello. I'm Ms. Maxwell. How can I help you? Are you new here?" Her voice was kind, but I could tell I had interrupted something.

"Um, yeah I am, I just moved here last week. I'm supposed to give this to you…" I handed her the yellow sheet with all of my information on it that the office had given me.

"Oh, thank you… Max. It's nice to meet you." She smiled up at me warmly. I grinned back a little. The other kid was still staring at me. He had black hair, and deep brown eyes. He's pretty cute, actually, I thought, though I had never been one to say things like that… Something looked familiar about his eyes, but I couldn't put my finger on it. He was staring at me with confusion, like he thought I looked familiar too. I looked away; his gaze was too intense. "You can look around the school for a few minutes, or you can just stay here for a little bit until the bell rings. I'll have to catch you up on what we're learning in class, so you might need to stay after school for some tutoring. Maybe Drew, here, can help you." She motioned to the guy that was still staring at me. He looked down when she said his name, and then nodded and looked at her.

"Yeah, I'll see what I can do, Ms. Maxwell. I'll show you around after class, see if you need to go anywhere, where your classes are. That kind of stuff." He spoke to me kind of awkward, like he didn't know what to say. I nodded, and then the bell rang.

"Well, you can find any seat you want, Max, and I'll introduce you to the class when they all get in here." It was a dismissal, and I nodded and went to a seat in the middle of the room. Drew sat behind me, and the other kids started filing into the classroom and going to their seats.

"Well class, we have a new student today, her name is Max. Please help her around and make her feel welcome." I felt every eye in the classroom turn to stare at me, and I just kept looking at the teacher. She started talking about what they were learning and some of their homework, and then she started doing what teachers do best: teaching. She was a very interesting and sparky lady, but school just bored me to death. I almost fell asleep, when the bell shrilled. I jumped up and out of the classroom, only to get stuck on where to go. My shoulders slumped low.

"Need some help?" said a deep voice behind me. Drew. Though I hated to admit it, I was definitely lost. I sighed and turned around.

"Yeah, I do." He smirked at me, and I scowled back at him.

"What class?" he walked closer to me and reached out for my class list.

"I think it's-"

"Science lab. I have that one too. I'll take you there, come on." He motioned with his head towards one of the many halls, and I followed him like a lost puppy. Which, technically, I was. We passed too many doors to count, some of them empty and some of them had hoards of kids huddled in their desks. I felt the stares of every kid we passed in the halls boring into my head. It made me feel like a rose in a bed of daisies. I stared ahead, like I had so many times that day.

"Here we are, Max. Ladies first." He held the door open and it seemed like he was trying to be a gentleman, but his voice had an edge of mockery in it. He had a smug look on his face that I just wanted to slap right off.

"Well, then, go ahead." I said, keeping a straight face and looking him in the eye with an innocent look. His smug look turned into a scowl, and I smirked. He turned and walked through the door, trying to look manly. I cracked up and followed him in.

This teacher was Mr. Marx, and he was a big man with a balding head. He wasn't very lively, and I almost fell asleep in class. The bell rang, and the same thing happened with my history class, except Drew wasn't there. He had dropped me off and ran to his other class. Even though I had just met him, I was sort of disappointed when he left. He seemed like a pretty nice guy, and there was something familiar about him.

I went through the rest of the day like the beginning, slow and boring. Nobody really noticed me, except for some guys who kept staring a little below my neck. I almost fell asleep in a few more classes, but some of my teachers were really interesting and fun.

After school, I walked down the halls like I knew where I was going. I was trying to get outside, but the school was like a labyrinth. Every hall I went down looked like the one I was just in! After about ten minutes, I thought I felt somebody watching me. I casually stopped and looked around, but I couldn't see anybody. Then I heard a foot shuffle behind me, and I spun on my heel, ready to punch somebody in the face.

"Um, hi." A little girl stepped out from behind the corner, staring at her feet, and I recognized her from some of my classes. She had long blonde curly hair, and bright blue eyes. She looked about my age, maybe younger. I relaxed and crossed the hall towards her.

"Hey. Who are you?" I tried to keep my tone kind, but it came out with an edge of steel.

"I-I'm Angel. I thought you were new and so I wanted to see who you were but I was too nervous to say anything so I just followed you an-" she was speaking fast and nervously, like she was scared of me.

"It's okay. I am new, and I was trying to find my way out of here. I'm Max, by the way." I stuck out my hand for her to shake, and she finally looked up at me and smiled big.

She shook my hand and said, "I can show you around here if you need me to, Max." she took my hand and led me down one of the halls. "I'm a freshman, what grade are you in?"

"Freshman, too. I saw you in a few of my classes today…" we talked all the way outside to see hoards of kids in groups, and I saw Drew leaning against the wall outside with one foot against the old bricks. I stared at him, eyes wide, and Angel noticed him and smirked at me.

"So, have you met Drew yet? He's pretty cute, huh?" she wiggled her eyebrows a little, and it made me let out a girly giggle which was so unlike me. Drew heard it and looked over at me, and I thought I saw his eyes light up. I had no idea what he was thinking, but I didn't think it was good. he kicked off the wall and started walking, and Angel started giggling like mad. "I think he might like you! He never gets up off the wall for anybody!" she whispered, and then kept on giggling.

"Hey, Max." Drew said, which made Angel burst into more giggles. He looked at her weird, and I started giggling too. I stopped, and Drew figured out that he was missing something. "Are you guys okay? You seem a little out of it, Ange." She was still giggling, and she finally stopped enough to talk.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Drew. Just an inside joke…" and with that, she burst out full on laughing. Drew just shook his head and looked towards the parking lot.

"Well, I think somebody might be waiting for you, Max." he was looking at a car in the parking lot, and when I looked over I saw what he meant. My mom was waiting in the parking lot with my little sister, Ella, who held a sign hanging out of her window.

Maximum Ride Martinez!! It read, We're here to pick you up! Come over here!

I groaned loudly. "They just couldn't resist, could they? They had to come embarrass me…" Angel looked sympathetic, and Drew was smiling a little. "Well, I guess I have to go now. I'll see you tomorrow, Angel. And you too, Drew. Bye guys." I turned and ran to the car, trying to get that sign down as fast as I could. I could faintly hear Drew and Angel say bye.

As soon as I reached the car, I flung open the door and told my sister to take down the sign. She was laughing at my red face, and I hit her shoulder.

"Okay, girls, don't fight. Max, how was your day?" my mom asked.

"Fine." I answered, not wanting to go into detail. My mom sighed, because she could never get much out of me about my school. "Let's just go home."

Sooo… yes or no? keep or throw? What should I do with it? Any ideas or suggestions? Anything?

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