Disclaimer: I don't own MR in any way.

A/N: I just wanted to put up a chapter 3. So here it is. Enjoy. ^_^

Max and Fang got to gym, and noticed everyone already dressed in their gym close. Some were just hanging around talking, others were stretching, and the rest were running around. This was a gym class? Then they heard a loud whistle. Suddenly the class were all lined up and quiet. Out of the office came a giant man. He wore a sweat shirt that had COACH written across it, and he was in sweat pants too. He dropped the whistle from his mouth and pointed at Max and Fang.

"You two. Front and center." he ordered. They walked up to him with expressionless faces. "State your fool name and year." he said.

"Max Ride. Ninth." Max answered.

"Nick Ride. Ninth." Fang answered.

The man wrote stuff down on his clip boared and nodded. He looked down at them. "You'll go get dressed and come back out here immediately. There are close in my office for you two to have. Go." he ordered. Max and Fang headed into his office while the rest of the class jogged two laps around the gym.

"Well, he seems friendly." Max said. Fang chuckled. "How much you want to be I can kick his ass in under a minuet?" she asked him. Fang looked at her, and gave her one of his one-sided smiles.

"You'd own him in thirty seconds." he said. She blushed at his complement. He then left her to go to the guy's locker room.

When they were both dressed and they were out in the gym the Coach had them run the two laps. They ran it in a breeze, not even puffing as much as the others, and they didn't even break a sweat.

"Okay, were playing soccer today." Coach announced and went over the rules.

They all headed out towards the soccer fields. They split up into two teams. Max on one and Fang on the other. As Max looked around at her surroundings, she noticed most of the guys were on Fang's side. Um, sexist much?

Fang had done the same thing. He noticed that the guys on his side were a bit bulkier than regular teenage guys. There was only three scrawny guys, and they had been put in back. Fang looked over at Max, who had a bored expression on her face. Fang smiled a little.

The coach blew the whistle, and they went at it. Max had to stay in back. They guys figured that since she was new she would have a better time in back. That only pissed her off, but she didn't really care. So she stayed in back.

Fang had been chosen to be one of the guys that goes after the ball. He's only seen soccer on T.V. twice. Not much experience. He ran faster than most of the guys, so he had toned his speed down a couple notches.

"New kid!" he heard someone shout. Fang looked up and saw the ball fling towards him. Fang's first instinct was to catch it, but he remembered the rules. No hands allowed, unless you were the golly. He raised up his knee. The ball bounced off his knee, and landed in front of him.

"Take it to the goal." his teammate said. So Fang kicked the ball to the goal. He was being chased from all sides. He had only one opening, and he took it. He passed the ball to one of the scrawny looking kids. He heard his teammates start to yell at him for it.

Then the scrawny kid kicked the ball. It flew towards the girls. A couple girls squealed at the on coming ball, that was about to hit their pretty little heads. Another girl ducked, and she stood directly in front of Max.

"Max!" Fang shouted.

Then Max turns around and sees the ball. The guys are shouting for her to watch out, and duck. Max sees the ball, and does the first thing that comes to her mind. She catches it. The ball inches from her face. She looks at it, and then remembers the number one rule. No hands. She drops it immediately.

"Max, are you okay?" she looked up to see Fang. She nodded.

"Damn that was awesome!" shouted one of the guys. "You caught that with your bare hands, and you didn't even fall back." he added.

"I vote she's goal keeper." another guy said.

"I second that." said a girl.

"You want me to be goal?" Max asked. They nodded. She looked up at Fang. She nodded. "Okay. Sure." she said.

So they continued the game. As Max blocked each of their goals they tried to make, the guys on her team started to hug her. Fang found it irritating. When they passed the ball to him, he ran it all the way to the goal. Max stood there with a smirk on her face, and ready for his kick. He smirked right back.

He kicked the ball into the air, and then did a round house kick on it. The full impact he had on the ball was like one he would use on an Eraser. The ball only took seconds to reach Max. She let out a yelp as she caught it, but was knocked back into the net a little. She curled up, gasping.

"Max?" Fang whispered. Slowly, Max stood up. She didn't look up, she just stared at the ball.

"Nick." she said deadly. Fang knew that tone of voice, and he bolted for it.

Max finally looked up, only to see Fang running for his life. She chucked the ball at him. It hit him in the back of the head, sending him to the ground. She ran towards him, and as he struggled to get up, she tackled him.

They rolled on the grass for a few minuets. The coach going crazy with the whistle. The other students shouting at each of them.

"Go for the face!"

"Get him Max!"

"Nick! Come on dude!"

They were all going wild. Before the coach could do anything to stop the fight. Max and Fang stopped. They sat across from each other, just staring each other down. The crowed slowly went quiet. Even the coach seemed to stop whatever he was doing and just watch.

"What the hell?" Max asked.

"Sorry, I didn't mean for it to be that hard." Fang said.

"Next time, you're a goner." Max threatened. Fang nodded. They both stood up.

"Wait. That's it?" a girl asked. Max and Fang looked at her.

"What did you expect?" Max asked.

"I don't know, blood, shouting?" she suggested.

"Is that what normally happens at this school?" Max asked. Then the dress bell rang. They all headed towards the dressing rooms.

"I'm really sorry." Fang said to Max. She smiled up at him.

"It's okay. I can kick your ass when we get home." she said. He smiled nervously on the inside. As she turned to go, a bunch of guys came and asked if she was okay. She only nodded. Fang shot daggers at them. Then went to go change.

Okay, I really am sorry that it's not turning out to be funny. I'm going to get surgery on my funny bone, so I can come up with funnier stuff. This was only last minute. So stay tuned for the next chapter.

BoOkWoRm OUT!