Me: I'm baccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkk
Nudge: There is a sad lack of me in this story…
Me: You're in the next chapter… possibly. I never plan more than a few chapters ahead, unless I reallllllllly think about it.
Disclaimer: Do you really think I own anything? Cuz I don't for everyone who is confused about that…
MPOV
Tick Tock…Tick Tock.
When will this END? I threw an irritated look back at Fang, then back to my notebook.
"I hate teachers" he mouthed, gesturing toward the teacher.
Why were we enduring a half hour of Hades? It was club day at our high school. This meant the people who signed up for clubs could go to their clubs for half an hour. Those of us who were too stupid to sign up got a SILENT study hall. If I would have known about the study hall, I would have signed up for something, maybe cooking.
I didn't like study halls one bit. They were quiet, annoying, and useless. It gave you time to do your homework, which I thought was supposed to be done at home. I finish all of my homework at home, not at school. And you, yeah all the sissies in the back who are complaining about heavy backpacks, grow a freaking backbone.
Some of you might be wondering why I'm ranting about study halls when everyone is required to have one.
The truth is Iggy, Fang and I were in band, our teacher gives us study halls on Mondays and Fridays, but we can whisper and pass notes to friends.
This…was…torture! Fang and I started whispering, until the teacher caught us.
"Maxine! Nicholas! Move away from each other at once!" The teacher exclaimed, pointing in two different directions.
"Listen, Buddy," I hissed at him, "It's just Max."
"And Nick." Fang added, crossing his arms and glaring at the teacher.
I smiled at Fang and glared at the teacher also, adding to the 'Don't mess with us vibe'
"Never mouth off to a teacher, you ungrateful children! To the principal's office… NOW!" The teacher ordered, pointing to the door.
We walked down the long corridors, whispering quietly.
"Man, that teacher was a real jerk!" I muttered, stopping and leaning against my locker.
"It'll be okay." He breathed, leaning next to me. I sighed and lolled my head on his shoulder. He looked at the ceiling, then back at me.
"Cameras." He whispered, grabbing my hand and leading me to the principal's office.
"Hello Maxine and Nick" The principal smiled as we walked in.
"Okay, how do you get his name right, but not mine?" I asked agitatedly.
"Because it gets on your nerves, and you're cute when you're angry." He gushed, grinning wide enough for us to see his ugly rotten teeth.
Fang growled and lunged at Mr. Bines. He aimed for an arm, so Mr. Bines wouldn't get hurt…much…well the injuries wouldn't be life threatening.
After the fistfight, Mr. Bines called my mom and told her to pick us up. And let me tell you, the car ride home was definitely awkward and uncomfortable.
"I would ground you, but since the principal harassed Max, you're both off the hook" Mom rambled, obviously annoyed with both of us.