So... Hi. Just writing... so yeah, on with the story:

Chapter 2:

I walked in to the school with Iggy and Ella, letting them lead me to the office.

"Hello, James, Ella," the secretary said cheerily. I saw Iggy's jaw clench but he didn't say anything. "Who's this?" she asked gesturing to me.

"Max." I said shortly.

"Oh, well, here is your schedule and have a good day." she said, handing me a piece of paper containing my schedule and my locker number and combo.

"What class do you have first?" Iggy asked when Ella walked off to her first class.

"Math." I replied. His face lit up instantly.

"Me too," he said. "What locker number do you have? If it's close to mine I'll be able to show you where it is."

I admit I was impressed that he could roam the halls so easily. I told him my locker number and he told me that it was a few down from his.

"Here's my locker. Yours would either be that way," he said pointing to his left. "Or that way." This time he pointed to his right. I couldn't help but laugh a little.

I found my locker relatively easy and discovered that I was right next to a boy with pitch black hair and olive toned skin. I would tell you what his eye color was but he was facing towards a bleached blonde girl with a ton of makeup plastered on her face. This girl was constantly leaning in to kiss him but he'd casually avoid it. They -he, I should say- were/was (A/N: I wasn't entirely sure what I should have done so I just did that.) arguing.

"That's Fang and Lissa," Iggy said, sneaking up on me, making me jump. "They've been going out for about a year. Fang doesn't really like her, he's just trying to find a good way to break up with her without hurting her." Oh. Wow, this guys seemed to have feelings.

The bell rang and Iggy led me to Math class. Still astounded here!

"Ah, you must be Maxine Ride." a nice looking woman, who I assumed to be the teacher, said.

"Um, actually its Maximum Ride, but yeah." I said, trying to be polite. I didn't want to be on anybody's bad side. I've learned the hard way through fist fights at my old school that that doesn't work out well.

"Oh, alright, well you can have a seat next to James and Nick." she said gesturing to where Iggy and Fang were sitting.

(Fang's POV)

Max sat down in between Iggy and I. Iggy had told me that Max was a guy on Friday when I last talked to him. Well that's one cute guy. Um, that was an awkward sentence, but she is a cute girl. If she had been a boy then that would've been even weirder.

I leaned back behind her and smacked Iggy in the back of the head. Not lightly, either.

"Dude! What was that for?" Iggy brought his hand to the back of his head and rubbed it.

"Oh, nothing." I said casually. I noticed that Max was grinning and trying to hold in a laugh.

She caught why I had hit Iggy and said, "Dude, did you tell him I was a guy and not tell him otherwise?"

"Oops." was all Iggy said. I cracked a grin.

We went through math class fairly easily. I've always been good at math. It's a gift, I guess.

I walked off to my English class to find Max in the always empty seat next to my corner seat. I've always liked sitting by self, it's a welcome break from all of the attention, especially from the female gender. What can I say, I'm a ladies man, or at least everybody thinks I am. I personally don't care about dating all of the "hot" girls in our school, I kind of want a serious relationship. But I would never tell any one but Iggy that.

"Hey, Max." I said, sitting in my seat next to her. Her face seemed to get a little red when she realized that I was sitting next to her.

"Hey, Fang." she replied.

(Max's POV)

So, I had Fang in my class? I guess my freshman year isn't going to be a complete disaster. At least for math and english. Speaking of english class, it was... boring. I don't really know any stronger word to describe it. So, boring it is!

Finally lunch rolled around and I was extremely hungry. Huh, I wonder what people will think when they see me scarf down that much food... ha, it's gonna be priceless. I have a high metabolism. I guess I get it from my parents.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek, and before I could stop people from noticing, Fang came up and asked what was wrong. He was worried about me. Huh. Probably not.

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Dang, I went and ruined my reputation the first day here!

"I saw a tear go down your cheek." Fang asked, worry evident in his eyes and voice.

I sighed. I wasn't gonna tell him what happened a week ago. It wasn't me to tell people my life story the day I had met them. Although, I did feel like I've known Fang for years and years. Strange as it sounds, it'd be nice for him as a friend.

So yeah that was a longer chapter. Review, maybe?