Chapter 5: 1st Period, 2nd Period, Love Period
(Max POV)
We were back at the school. The evil place filled with bat-sh*t crazy scientists trying to do experiments of torture on us. But this time, it was a quiet classroom with a whiteboard and other classroom items. No scientists, no erasers, but one teacher. Mrs. Snider. That's right, Snider. She had one little wart on her chin, wrinkles on her face, and, get this, glasses with chains holding the glasses on her head. Basically you average school teacher you would think of when you were 5. Mean and ugly. She fit the profile quite well. "Sit straight, no elbows on the table, and always remember to raise you hand and wait for me to call on you. Any disobeying will be met with punishment, and I know none of you want that." She raised her eyebrows, and dropped her mouth on that last sentence, acting like she had pity. "Today we will be studying calculus. Any questions? No, okay then." None of us spoke, none of us blinked. Why were we at the school, and why did they put us in a quiet SCHOOL school, instead of a lab school. "Please open your textbooks to page 251, and open your journals provided for notes." We all followed her directions, not wanting to get the oh-so evil punishment. "All right students let's wake up, it's time for class to start."
Finally, school was over, and I didn't have to see Mrs. Snider's face for at least a few hours. Basically here is the day, Calculus with Mrs. Snider, Then Science with Mrs. Snider, then lunch being supervised by Mrs. Snider, then Social Studies and Language Arts with, you guessed it, Mrs. Snider. At this point I'd rather be in the lab school in the school school. Wait, no, school school doesn't give you avian DNA or prick you with needles. Still it sucked. We all had our own separate dorms here for school in the school. I went to my dorm, and the other members theirs. School is no fun. I don't understand how kids go there for almost a fifth of their life! Anyway, I cooked up some macaroni and cheese, and turned on some TV. About an hour later, I decided it was time to go to bed. I went to go get my pajamas when there was a knock on my door. "Come in." I yelled. The door opened and there was Fang in the doorway. "How was school?" he asked. "How do you think?" I replied rhetorically. He shut up and went to sit over on my couch. "What makes you think you can change the channel?" He looked back to me and shrugged his shoulders, then went right back to channel surfing. I raced to the couch and bent over the top to go steal the remote from him, but he extended his arm and refused to give it up. Fang and I wrestled for the remote for a few minutes until I fell over on top of him. He dropped the remote, but seemed unphased. I looked into his eyes. Dark, mysterious, never ending. It pretty much summed up the definition of sexy. He held my hand, and put the other on my hip, and we did what I've wanted to do for a long time.
We kissed.