"Max, there's someone here to see you."
Normal pointed to a dark figure down by the lockers. "Next time you decide to have your little friends over, take a deep breath and realize that I'm not your lapdog. I don't, do, tricks. Now bip, bip, bip!"
'Like I would want you on my lap anyway.' Max walked over to the lockers. "What do you want?" Even though the hood was covering her face, Max could tell it was a girl by her long brown hair, that was hanging out. "You're Max Guevara, you're nineteen years old. Twelve years ago you and eleven other X5's escaped from Manticore, just days before the 'Pulse' hit. I don't know you, but we have a mutual friend.
Max slammed her up against a wall. "Who, are, you?" The girl smiled. "I'm what your mommy and your daddy were afraid you'd turn out to be like." Max let her go as soon as she heard 'Eyes Only' on TV.
'Don't attend to adjust your set.'
All Jam Pony's present employees moved in closer to hear the latest news.
A picture of the girl Max had just met, was shown.
'A girl by the name of Faith, has just made her way to out city. She's wanted for assassination and armed robbery. She's armed and dangerous. Reward is set for $500. If you see her do not approach her. That means you too, take my word for it.'
The bulletin was over.
'Why me? Why her? And why today?' Max spun around, but the girl was gone.
The very second Max had gotten out of bed that morning, she knew it was going to be one of those days.
"I've gotta blaze." She was gone before Normal had the chance to even blink.