Here's chapter two :) Enjoy!

'Farkle time' was in full swing as they entered the room. Half of the class was asleep at their desks, and the other half looked like they were well on their way. At the bang of the door closing everyone's head jerked up. Mr Matthews just smiled.

"Thank you, I am Farkle!" Farkle concluded. Maya 'accidentley' bumped his books out of his hands as they passed each other while going to their respective desks. Mr Matthews shot her a warning look and she cleared her throat. He glanced meaningfully at Farkle, who was gathering up his scattered materials. She sighed, but bent to help him nonetheless. There were a few surprised intakes of breath from the surrounding students, and Farkle himself looked terrified. She shoved his pencil case and folder into his arms, then took her seat. At the start of the year Mr Matthews had positioned her directly in front of him, so he could keep an eye on her. Riley sat next to her, which neither of the girls was particularly ecstatic about. Lucas sat directly behind her. Maya didn't mind that, because he never complained when she leaned on his desk, though it was probably because he was scared of her. Farkle sat diagonally behind her, which she minded a lot because his stupid geek talk and high pitched voice made her want to rip his tongue out.

"Alright, class," Mr Matthews began, rubbing his hands together. "Today, we'll be studying the importance of the civil war, and how it relates to all of our lives." Maya zoned out as he continued to drone on about famous generals and presidents in the making, adding deep remarks here and their about how they all had personal civil wars raging inside themselves. He seemed to look at Maya particularly when he said that, and she glared up at him. Her insides were perfectly at peace. Apart from her stomach, which was making low growling noises thanks to the fact she hadn't had breakfast this morning. Or dinner last night. Or lunch yesterday, because she'd been two hours late to school and hadn't had a chance to steal anyone's money. She realised with a start that she'd have to find a way of getting food some how, because if she wasn't going to get any fights this month then she'd have no way of eating at school.

"Honey, I'm home!" Cory called jovially as he strode into his living room, after a taxing afternoon of grading papers. Topanga Matthews appeared, looking as gorgeous as ever.

"May I just say, I'm the luckiest man alive," Cory said, beaming. Topanga gave a little giggle and swept her husband into a hug. Auggie Matthews appeared, and Cory winked at his son from over his wife's shoulder.

"Auggie boy, remember when you get a wife to always compliment her. Otherwise, she'll purposely burn your dinner."

"Cory Matthews," Topanga half gasped, half laughed, slapping him lightly on the shoulder. Cory grinned at her, and they sat down together on the couch. Auggie hurtled over the back of it and wiggled in between his two parents, laying his head on his father's shoulder.

"How was your day, Daddy?" he asked sweetly. Cory ruffled his hair.

"Not too bad, Aug."

"Not too bad?!" Riley exclaimed, appearing at the foot of the stairs. "Not too bad?! Maya attacked Lucas, and was about to start on me, too!" Topanga clicked her tongue.

"That girl's a menace, Cory. Please tell me you gave her a good talking to?!" Cory shrugged.

"I don't think she's all bad. Most kids like her are good at heart, they just have stuff cluttering up their lives which pushes them off the path a little."

"Maya's evil," Riley protested. "She's the spawn of the devil!"

Four suburbs away, in the 'bad' part of town, Maya was sitting on her mattress in her grungy little room in her grungy apartment block, drawing flowers. She'd perfected the art of drawing a poppy awhile ago, and was now trying to master a tulip. It was a little tricky since she was drawing from memory and she figured the last time she'd actually seen a tulip was when she was about five, but it wasn't turning out too badly. Her homework lay abandoned in her school bag, which she'd immediately tossed against the wall when she first walked into her bedroom four hours ago. She wasn't sure if it qualified as a bedroom, actually. All it really had was her mattress, a garbage bag that contained her very minimal wardrobe and a pile of old sketchbooks stacked in the corner. She began to carefully shade one side of the flower as she munched distractedly on a fish stick she'd saved from lunch. The lunch lady always gave her a little extra to take home, which Maya was eternally grateful for. Most of the students thought she was just a garbage guts, but no one noticed as she carefully tipped her left overs into her school bag every day. Fish sticks were surprisingly good cold. She grabbed the water bottle that sat beside her bed and washed the greasy little morsel down with a swig of water. She didn't like to leave her room much, so she always kept some water handy.

She had just finished her flower when her well trained ears heard the faint click that meant the door to the apartment had just opened. She shoved her pitiful, half-finished meal back into her backpack just as the door to her room was thrown open. She didn't look up to see who had entered, instead she just stared down at her feet as the sketch book was tugged roughly out of her hands. There was a loud snort, and then the page with the tulip on it fluttered into her lap. She stared at it blankly. The life-like flower was ripped in two. An almost empty beer bottle was hurled at the wall, just above her head. She couldn't help but flinch a little at the familiar but horrific sound it made. Glass and alcohol rained down on her. The door to her room slammed shut again. She let out the breath she'd been holding. She'd gotten off way easy. Gingerly, she took the pieces of the drawing in her hands and fitted them back together. They went together perfectly, but after they'd been ripped apart so savagely it just wasn't the same.

So we're starting to see the possible reason behind why Maya's such a jerk... interesting ;) I've got a couple of chapters pre-written and I'll be rolling them out over the next week or so, ao stay tuned! Thanks to the people who have reviewed so far!