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One week later...

I woke to the the sound of Nudge screaming into my poor, sensitive ear. "Max! Max! Max! Wake up!" she exclaimed, shaking me.

Groaning, I swiped at her hands, before lazily sitting up in my bed. "What?" I drawled, wiping my eyes.

She smiled widely, showing off her uniform. "Look at it! Isn't it cute?" Nudge gushed, twirling around. She wore a red striped skirt with suspenders that cut at the knee, a crisp white shirt, and a navy blazer with the school emblem on it. It contrasted nicely with her mocha skin, and her hair was done to perfection.

Preppy much, eh Nudge?

"I suppose," I replied, standing up. Seeing Nudge move towards me with big chocolate eyes, I added. "...What's your point?"

"My point is," she began, taking something out of my closet. "That you would look totally cute too! So pretty please with sprinkles on top can you wear your uniform? Please?" she begged, hoping that I would melt.

"No can do, crackerjack," I replied firmly, shaking my head. "There's no way you're getting me to wear a skirt." What can I say? It's terribly inconvenient in a fight, and it's too short in my opinion.

Nudge's glossed lips formed a pout. "Aww. But what will you wear? You have to wear the uniform," she said.

"I'll wear something with pants, that's what I'll wear," I answered simply, making my way to the washroom.

I then washed the dirt off my face, brushed my teeth, and attempted to comb my messy hair. Once I got through most of the tangles, I headed to the kitchen, where Angel, Gazzy, and Iggy were munching on cereal.

"Morning Max," Angel chirped, as she ate another spoonful of Fruit Loops. I smiled back at her, ruffling Gazzy's hair as I walked by him.

"Morning guys," I replied, grabbing a couple protein bars from the cabinet. I then sat beside Iggy, grinning. "Hi Ig, don't you look strapping," I teased, making the blind boy hit my arm.

"Shut up," he muttered, though I could tell from his upturned pink lips that he was smiling.

I hit his arm back playfully. "Hey, don't sass the Head Honcho," I answered, making him scoff.

"Head Honcho? You talking about me?" My mom joked. She was standing in the doorway with Fang, who was dressed in navy striped pants, a white shirt, and a buttoned up navy blazer, similar to Nudge's.

His dark hair was slightly mussed, and he looked downright sexy.

Oh god. Bad Max. You did not just think that...

Teehee. I heard Angel's soft giggling enter my thoughts. You guys are perfect for each other.

Angel get out of my head! I thought back at her, giving the blonde a stern look.

"C'mon Max," Nudge called, smiling excitedly. "We're going to the Academy now!"

"I call shotgun!" I declared, running to the driveway, my luggage slung over my shoulder.

Iggy however, darted right past me, shouting. "Not if I get there first!"

"Hey I wanted shotgun!" Gazzy protested as he ran after us, making Dr. Martinez chuckle lightly as the three of us raced to the car.

Turns out Iggy got there first, so I ended up in the backseat, crammed between Fang and Angel while Nudge and Gazzy sat behind us.

As our car pulled out of the driveway, I mentally prepared myself for the long ride to come and prayed that the beans Gazzy ate earlier on didn't digest just yet.

But, after just 5 minutes of driving...

"Oh god Gazzy, my nose!"

Just my luck.


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