Chapter 1

Scarlett smirked to herself as she perfectly placed the bun in her hair. "There we go," she spoke as she grabbed her new textbooks and walked out the door.

"Have fun," her mother said to her right before she waltzed out to the bus stop.

"Depends on if anyone has anything to actually teach me," was all Scarlett had to say before she went out of the house.

As she approached the bus stop, her eye began to twitch; she'd caught the unpleasant image of purple-haired, cackling neighbor, Max. "SCARLETT! There you are!" Max took notice of her nearly right away. "What took you so long, my sidekick?"

"Side…kick…" Scarlett quietly grinded her teeth as that word echoed through her head. "I was preparing a perfect image for school." She did her absolute best to keep a calm image. After all, Max was the only person her age that live on this specific street. And being an introvert like Scarlett, she had no other peers to talk to.

It really was unfortunate, having the person you hate the most be the only one you can even remotely call a friend. If only others understood the genius level of Scarlett's brain. But, alas, there was no such person at this point in her life. "Well, you took too long doing so," Max said. "You wasted a perfect opportunity to exact EVIL onto the world!" Max exclaimed, pouting.

"Must you enact your 'evil ways' onto the world every time we see each other?" Scarlett sighed, obviously annoyed.

Max gasped, as if he had heard the most grotesque or shocking thing ever. "Sidekicks should NEVER question their master!" he told her. This statement caused the young red-head to clinch her fists.

"Oh look, the bus is here," Scarlett let out a deep breath, hoping in silence that Max does anything BUT sit near her. The hope was crushed, however, as the oblivious man sat right beside her.

Max cackled and taunted the others on the bus, along with the ones who came on after they did. Scarlett used ALL of her energy just to refrain from strangling the idiot right then and there.

"We're here, let's go," Scarlett grumbled, practically pushing Max off of the bus. "Time to find our classes."

"Time to torment the teachers with my EVIL-ness!" Max let out a maniacal laugh as he thought of poorly planned ideas, such as purposely fail tests. Of course, Scarlett knew he'd just end up going back and correcting all the mistakes he did. Maybe his plan of drawing insulting pictures of his teachers would do the trick. Hopefully Max had a tiny bit of artistic talent.

"See you later, Max," Scarlett growled, leaving the boy to laugh at himself. He didn't even notice when she was completely out of sight.

"What? Scarlett?" Max muttered once he was done laughing. "Sidekick, where'd you go?" he looked around but saw nothing of the girl. "Scarlett!" he whimpered as he began to run to find her.

Scarlett arrived to her first period, calculus, and sat at the front center. It was un-eventful and boring once it started. Just like how she imagined it to be. Her second hour, chemistry, was just the same. The only thing she 'learned' was the names of her fellow classmates. Of course, she didn't care to remember a single one of them.

Her third hour was English III. Now this class, she knew she'd like either way; she liked reading, no matter what the genre or topic. She a waited as the teacher gleefully introduced himself, then asking about the students. Scarlett willing opened her mouth and spoke of all of her favorite stories and genres.

"Ooh, can you say NERD?" one of the female students sitting behind her snickered as Scarlett gave off her large list of beloved books.

"Well, if you can't, you might need to go back to pre-k," another student, a male, spoke with a heavy amount of sarcasm in his tone. "It's a pretty simple word."

"Ann-Marie, please keep from bullying other students," the teacher hissed. "And Noah, don't put gasoline on the fire."

"Yes Sir," Noah yawned and gave a mock salute to the teacher. The boy then buried his face in a book he'd pulled out at the beginning of class. The teacher let his retort go and just went on with the class.

"I'm sorry, Scarlett," the teacher turned to the little red-head, encouraging her to continue to tell the class about herself.

"I've finished," Scarlett told him. "There's no need for me to continue on conversing, there are still others here who haven't spoken up yet."

"Alright then, Noah," The teacher accepted her response. "Tell us something about you."

"I'm Noah," he said, the classroom then fell silent as they waited for him to say something else.

"AND?" the teacher said after a minute of nothing coming from Noah.

"And what?" Noah scoffed. "That's it."

"You're just telling us your name?" the teacher questioned with an arched eyebrow.

"What else is there for you to know?" Noah shrugged as he slouched in his chair.

"Just tell us at least one thing about you," The teacher seemed to be getting agitated with the young man.

"Okay, let's see. Ooh, here's a shocker," Noah yawned as he sarcastically wiggled his hand in the air with false anticipation. "I actually READ."

"Really?" the teacher clinched his jaw as a response to Noah's retort. Scarlett could tell that that her desk neighbor was getting on the teacher's last nerve.

"Really, really," Noah gave a taunting smirk. "Now you can move on to the next person."

The teacher opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by the bell.

"Looks like we're done here for the day," Noah stood up, grabbed his bag and his book. "I'm off to lunch, see ya' tomorrow."

"We'll finish the introductions tomorrow," the teacher announced to the rest of the student body. "Go to lunch."

"Before I go, could you tell me where the gymnasium is?" Scarlett asked the teacher.

"It's just on the right side of the cafeteria," the teacher told her with a smile. "You'll see it as you go to lunch.

"Thank you," Scarlett nodded in gratitude and waltzed out of the class.

The teacher was right; Scarlett didn't even have to make the effort to look for the gym. The big sign above the doors was extremely hard to miss.

"Alright then," Scarlett muttered and went to the cafeteria to eat her lunch.

"THERE YOU ARE!" Max screamed as he caught sight of her.

"Crap," Scarlett muttered to herself as the purple haired male sat by her.

Scarlett immediately shut Max's voice out, only giving a nod here and there so he wouldn't know she was ignoring him. As soon as lunch was done, she quickly got to her feet and walked out of the cafeteria. Max was right behind her. "Max, go to class," she told him as she entered the gym.

"I am, Scarlett, this is my fourth EVIL class of the day," Max informed her.

"You've got gym?" Scarlett grudgingly turned to face him, doing her best to hold back the twitching her body wanted to commit. "Right now?"

"Of course," Max huffed. "A true villain would never NOT exercise."

Scarlett rolled her eyes as she internally made fun of his current physique. "I bet," was all she had to say.

"I'm telling you," a familiar monotone voice boomed in the room. "I'm seriously allergic to running. It's a life-or-death thing."

Scarlett turned to where the voice originated and sure-enough, Noah stood there, getting on yet another teacher's nerves.

The coach was demanding him to show some effort this year. He even threatened Noah's grades as incentive. Noah came back with several witty remarks as the two spoke. "JUST GO TAKE A SEAT!" the coach demanded, nearly loosing it.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Touchy," Noah muttered, taking a seat in the bleachers.

"COME Sidekick! We must sit as well!" Max marched over to the bleachers, causing Scarlett to feel humiliated just by having to be associated with him. She could hear the quiet snickering and laughter of the other student all too clearly.

The coach then informed the class on what he expects from them all and where the lockers were. He continued on with telling them what they would be doing in the class, which everyone already knew EXACTLY what would be going down in the class.

After he had finished speaking, he gave the last thirty minutes to the students and let them do what they wanted; he brought out basketballs and other sorts of the sports related instruments for the jocks and active students to play with.

"Come, sidekick! We much observe our enemies! EVIL must always know how their surroundings work!" Max announced and rose to his feet. Scarlett began to slowly stand up as well, having nothing else to do and knowing full well that Max would not leave her alone; but the book-worm froze in mid-motion as she witnessed Max miss a step and tumble down like a boulder. She barely held in her laughter as he was then carried away to the nurse.

"Ouch," she heard Noah snicker.

"Will he be alright?" Scarlett asked the coach once he came back from the nurse's office.

"I believe so," the coach told her. "It looks like he's only received a small sprain."

"Oh, okay," Scarlett said with a forced smile. "How unfortunate." She muttered once she went back to her seat.

"Not fond of the guy, huh?" Noah spoke up after hearing her last retort.

"What gave it away?" Scarlett scoffed, not even attempting to deny her distaste for the Neanderthal.

"Oh, I don't know, it's definitely NOT the thousands of dagger-wielding glares or the amused expression you had when he fell," Noah shrugged as he oozed out the sarcasm.

"I would never," Scarlett pretended to be in denial over the matter. "I could never loathe someone as pathetic and annoying as that thing."

"If you hate the guy so much, why are you around him?" Noah asked, slightly intrigued.

"Boredom," Scarlett sighed, slouching forward for a split second as she let out a breath. "I'm not exactly a person people are drawn to."

"Is it because you talk too much?" Noah teased the girl.

"We'll go with that," Scarlett said, bashing her eyelashes in an innocent manner.

"Okay then," Noah said, arching an eyebrow as he grew suspicious of her answer.

"Is this class almost over yet?" Scarlett muttered. "I want to get through my last two classes and have today end."

"You and me both," Noah added.

The two of them sighed as the impatiently sat there and waited for the bell.