Chapter two

This school is so typical. It's as if it was pulled out from some cheesy teenage flick and put smack bam in the middle of my life. It's got all the clichés going for itself.

Jocks stuffing the geeks in lockers, the glee club huddled in a circle practicing their vocal chords, the try-hard wannabes staring at themselves in the mirrors fixing their hair and make-up, the nerds quickly finishing their last pieces of homework before class.
And then there are the normals. I can't tell you how much I envy them.
They are just so lucky to be able to live life without having to keep high standards. I wish I was one of them. I'm not cut out to be a head cheerleader. Heck, I'm not even cut out to be a normal one.

I'm not preppy or insanely happy. I can't stand watching my weight and eating absolutely nothing. These girls are crazy! If I had the chance I would happily scoff down a bucket of cookies and not give a shit about the changes to my body. I hate getting so much attention from all the jocks and sleazebags. Believe me, if I could throw a punch at those bastards I would.
But nope, I have a rep to up hold as the perkiest girl in the school! Lucky me. It's always been a charade for me, and I'm sick of it. So, in the great time of need, I have decided to do the lowest point for a cheerleader.

I have turned pessimistic.

Pfft, no shit Sherlock.

Even the dumbest kid in school could pick that up.

"Hey max!" a snide voice called from behind me. Great. I turned around and sure enough stood the wicked red of the west and her small posse twirling their hair around their fingers.

"Liss!" I said putting on a completely fake excited tone which she seemed to buy. Hmm maybe I should hang out with those drama kids, looks as though I am quite a believable actress. She gave me a tight hug before letting go and taking a step back.

"So, did you see the new boy? So, bloody hot. He can take a ride with me any day if you know what I mean." She said with a giggle. I laughed as well in a sarcastic manner.

"Oh Lissa, you always have been easy haven't you?" I gave her a cute smile before turning on my heel and walking towards my locker. She huffed, and followed after me.

"You're just jealous I get more boys then you." She snapped, flicking her vibrant red hair behind her bony shoulders. I opened my locker and laughed.

"You are so right Lissa! I really am jealous of you. I so wish I was the school slut that potentially had Gonorrhea and other sexual diseases." I said giving her a little clap.

Her face turned bright red at my humorous comment. Ha, if she goes any redder she will quite literally turn into a red tomato.

"Well, it's better to get diseases and have experience then be labelled the school virgin." She replied in a harsh tone. I grabbed the few science books out of my locker and slammed the door shut. She smiled at my mood change, obviously thinking she had won this little spat of ours.

"Lissa, what class do you have now?"

She looked taken aback from my random question. "Uh health." Oh man this is perfect.

"A little advice for you sweetie, pay attention. You really need the information." I patted her sympathetically on the back and walked down the crowded hallway to the science room.

I entered the science building with high spirits, despite the fact I have science, my mood has indeed lightened. I walked down the rows of tables and took my usual seat next to Matilda. I sat down and sighed. She raised her eyebrows in question.

"What's got you in such a good mood?"

I grinned. "What's got red hair and a low IQ?"

She laughed and gave a small nod. "I see you had one of your daily spats with Lissa then?"

"I sure did, and like always, I won."I said pretending to flick back my hair like Lissa so often does.

Just then our teacher came strolling in and began class.

"Alright class, today I have something special planned for us. We get to learn about atoms!" the class stared blankly at the teacher. I like Mr Wood and all, but his idea of fun is…not.

"Come on people! This stuff is exciting!" he said totally enthused about the idea of spending three weeks talking about the periodic table.

If he is going to go on about the importance of atoms, I'm so out of here. I raised my hand and cleared my throat loud enough for Mr Wood to hear me from the front of the class.

He looked up from his book and raised his eyebrows. "Yes Max?"

I gave him a small smile. "May I please go to the toilet? It's an emergency."

The class started to giggle as Mr Woods face started to pale. "Sure, g-go a-ahead." He stuttered, obviously uncomfortable with the situation. I stood up and walked out of class in a hurry. The sooner I'm out, the sooner the better. Bless us girls for having problems.

I pulled my iPod out of my cardigan and started to casually walk down the dimly lit hallway, swaying to the sounds of Joe Brooks.

If I could be your superman, I'd fly you to the stars and back again. 'cause every time you touched my hand, you feel my powers running through your veins. But I can only write this song, and tell you that I'm not that strong.

"Cause I'm no superman, I hope you like me as I am." I sang the last sentence as I rounded the corner and ran straight into...uh, what do you know? The new boy. What a surprise.

"Ow, watch where your goi-"I started to yell when his hand closed over my mouth, forcing me to shut up. I struggled to get him off but he tightened a hand around my waist to stop me.

"Shhh…" He said looking behind him. I kept struggling against his grip, but nothing could break it. Damn, I officially hate strong boys.

"Would you just stop for a second?" he said in a harsher tone then before. I stopped struggling and glared at him which he didn't respond to in any way. After a few minutes he loosened his grip which I took advantage of. I pulled out of his arms and pushed him hard, making him stumble backwards.

"What the hell was that?" I demanded. I could feel anger boiling up inside of me.

He stared at me intently for a second before grinning. "You're that girl on the bus, aren't you?"

As soon as those words left his mouth I could feel my face start to heat up.

"Um, no. I don't know what you're talking about." I said blankly trying to defend the little dignity I had left.

"Yes you are! You're the girl that was checking me out." He said becoming a little too smug for my liking.

"I wasn't checking you out! I was…" What can I possibly say I was doing? "Looking at the pole that you were leaning on." I finished simply. Wow, great comeback Max. You are such an idiot.

"You were checking out the pole?"He asked in disbelief. I nodded my head in agreement. "Yes, it's a very nice pole."

"Right. Well, it's a shame you were checking out the pole. If you payed notice to me, you would have seen me looking back." He put on a smug smile. I laughed lightly at his flirting.

"If I didn't know any better, I would say you are flirting with me."

"Your very observant." He chuckled. I flashed a grin. "So I've been told."

He grinned again. "What's your name?"

"Max. And you? Or should I still call you new boy?"

"It's Fang." He answered. I raised my eyebrows. "Fang?"

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "I use to bite people a lot when I was little."

We stood there for a few moments in a light chatter before I realised how long I have been gone for.

"Well, I should probably get back to class." I sighed sadly; I really didn't want to go back there.

"Yeah, me too." He replied in the same disappointing tone as me. I wonder why he didnt want to leave.

Out of nowhere, a high pitch beeping noise echoed throughout the hallways, sending a chill down my spine.

"What is that horrible noise?" I asked covering my ears to keep my ear drums from exploding.

"What does three alarms mean?" Fang asked surprisingly calm.

"I don't know! Umm, let me think." First day of school, what was it they told us in emergencies?

"One bell, Strong weather. Two bells, fire. And three bells…" I stopped talking as fear took over me. My eyes widened as I realised what was happening.

"Three bells, armed intruder."I whispered. I turned towards Fang in shock.

"We're in a lockdown."