\~*DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MAXIMUM RIDE, JAMES PATTERSON DOES. BUT WOLF IS MINE BECAUSE SHE IS JUST LIKE ME.*~/

~A/N: The story is up for a day, and I get a review! :D Thanks anonymous reviewer! I'm updating now, as you can tell I also decided this needed more hilarity in the story, so this chapter shall have the less serious characters in it: Igster and Gazzy!~

~CHAPTER 3~

~*Iggy's POV*~

*Time: 9:20*

Why does geometry exist? Seriously. I know my shapes, I'm never going to need to know the angles of the shapes, WHAT IS THE POINT?! I mentally ranted to myself, listening to the teacher lecture.

I doubt anyone else cared to inform you of this fact, but I'm blind! So, how can I take notes and stuff? I can see whenever there is a white background. So I can see what I'm writing, the notes written on the whiteboard, slides on presentations, if the words or background is white.

It's been like 10 minutes since class started and I'm already bored. Couldn't our teacher be more entertaining?

Well, since that's never going to happen, I decided to bother Fang, who sits right in front of me. I started by poking him in between the wings with my pencil, and when he slightly glanced over his shoulder at me (at least I think that's what he was doing), I would push my glasses further up on my nose with the eraser part, and act like I'm paying attention.

I bet some of you are wondering: Why does the blind kid have glasses? Well, it's so I won't freak out all the non-mutants at the school by saying I need new glasses to see, and the ones I have are to read, so when I can't see something when there isn't any white, I can just blame it on the glasses.

I feel pretty smart for thinking of that. But anyway, back to bothering Fang.

After about 10 minutes, and I could tell Fang was getting irritated, so I stopped doing that, and instead wrote something on a piece of binder paper, crumpled up the paper, and threw it at his head.

The paper bounced off of his back onto my desk, which makes sense since he was leaning back a lot to not hurt his wings, so he had to turn around to get the paper. I proceeded to poke him in the nose with my pencil and he took my pencil away.

"Hey dude! I may actually need that one day!" I whisper-yelled in Fang's ear.

He just nodded. I think Fang is the most talkative person I've ever met. I mean, did you hear how much he just said?

He read the paper I threw at him, scribbled something on the page, and threw it to me over his head.

The paper now read Fangles, you are so boring to bother and underneath that it says Then maybe you should stop bothering me.

So I proceeded to bother him as much as possible! I ended up kicking his chair, poking him with my pencil, and throwing paper at him all at the same time! It was really fun.

Then I remembered we were in class. The teacher didn't care; she's gotten too used to this in only a few months. I only remembered because I got punched in the back by Wolf, who I didn't realize was sitting behind me.

I stopped bothering Fang and turned around so I could supposedly look at her. "What is it?"

"Dude, what the hell are you doing?" Okay, I didn't exactly expect that.

"I'm bothering Fangles of course!"

She sighed. "Alright. Just wondering why Fang kept throwing papers behind him that read 'Help me' or 'save me' or whatever."

Oh, he was doing that? I didn't really notice…

"Oh" was my lame response. She just snorted and turned me back around so I faced the front of class. Then proceeded to kick my chair.

I whipped around to face her. "Dude, what the hell?" She was still kicking my chair!

"Hm? I'm just hanging out, kinda lounging." Another kick that shoved my chair forward a bit. "Why? What's up?" My chair moved forwards again, but slowly, so I knew she was putting pressure on my chair to slide it forward.

I decided to act like nothing is going on, like she is. "Eh, not much. I was just trying to figure out what magical force was making my chair move forward." I'm about to suffer a death by being squished between desk and chair. Yes, that is now a kind of death.

"Hm. That's really weird. Mini-earthquake?" By now, the whole class was doing something stupid like bothering the people around them like I was with Fang or just talking about random stuff. I think Ms. Carwhit stopped paying attention maybe 10 minutes ago, when I started bothering Fang more. She just wrote all the notes on the board, our homework, and did stuff on the computer. Not sure what though. This was usual every day stuff for this class.

I jumped off of my chair because I was almost completely pushed into the desk, and the chair flipped backwards. Everyone looked towards us so I just sat on my desk while I heard Fang snickering behind me. I elbowed him, but he kept laughing anyway.

"Hey Igs? Looks like that magical force wasn't a mini earthquake. Got ghosts that are mad at you maybe?" Wolf decided to say.

"Hm, maybe. With the people we know, it's likely." I replied.

"I think it was someone who being a dumbass trying to get up." Fang said somewhat quietly.

I was about to reply when someone came over to us. Oh great…

"Guys, I need somewhere to hide, now!" Gazzy yelled.

"What did you do now, stupid?" I asked my partner-in-crime. I have 3 guesses. He irritated Nudge/Ella/Angel. He gassed up a room and now there are people mad at him. Or he blew something up.

"I, uh, set off a mini-bomb in Nudge's locker because it was still kinda open, and after it blows up, it releases a bad-smelling gas." Huh. My guesses were all right.

"I dunno whether to say 'Good job' or 'What are you on stupid?!'" Wolf commented.

"It should be a combo of both." Fang muttered. Then the door was kicked in.

~*Gazzy's POV*~

*Time: 9:46-ish*

Oh crap, I'm gunna die, oh crap….This was pretty much all I thought of when I saw the door being kicked in. No, it wasn't cool and exploded into splinters or anything, but the door fell off of its top hinges and flew inwards. That's bird kid power for you!

"ZEPHYR GASMAN FISCHER! YOU. ARE. DEAD!"

I ducked behind Iggy, who just sat there 'looking' at Nudge, while the rest of the room cowered in a corner. Well, the class minus Fang, Wolf, and Iggy. And the teacher just stared at us from behind his desk.

Fang stood up with Iggy, giving me a human shield. Fang, who has a rep as a badass, made people cheer him on, but since Iggy is just the pyro jokester, people had mixed reactions.

Iggy, who was pale and a twig, looked strange next to Fang, who was tan and only a bit more built up than Igster. Even their clothes conflicted for God's sake! Fang in all black while Iggy has dark blue jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and blue converse. Ugh, why am I worrying about this? Oh yeah, trying to not care that Nudge is trying to kill me…

"Nudge, calm down. I'll help you clean out your locker." Iggy said, trying to calm her down.

"No! He ruined everything in there! Unless you can rebuild my locker, and replace my stuff, you can't help!" Nudge yelled in response. Wow it was that good?

"Did it affect any other locker?" Fang asked calmly.

"No, just mine, since it just exploded outwards."

"Nice job little dude." Iggy said quietly while giving me a high-five. He got a glare from Nudge, so he said, "Uh, I can probably get you some new locker things, but that's probably it.."

"I can get some tools and renovate your locker if you want." Wolf said nonchalantly, like it's totally normal to be able to do that.

"I can help make sure it's what you would like in a locker, too." Fang put in.

Thankfully, that made Nudge really happy. "ZOMG, REALLY?! OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH WOLFIE! THANKS TO YOU TO IGGY! OH, AND YOU TOO, FANG, SINCE YOU ARE GOING TO HELP DESIGN IT!" she yelled, running over and giving them hugs, and punching me in the arm. "You better pay for everything." And she ran out to her next class, since classes just ended.

Everyone stared at us, and we all together ran out to our next classes. I had to catch up with Wolf at her locker. "So, how much will it be?" I asked vaguely out of breath. She can run hella fast.

"It won't cost a thing on my end. Just ask Ig how much the new stuff will be. Thankfully, Nudge will get to keep the stuff for 4 years." She responded, and she shut her locker and walked down the hall to her next class.

"I am so confused…" I said aloud to myself. I walked to my next class, and I then realized it was only 3rd period. Crap…

A/N: So, yeah. I suck at updating. This is a really slow story. I need to hurry up. But I have a basic plot, so I hope it gets faster later on. I just wanna explain what tends to happen at their school, so only 1 full school day, you lucky people Please review! And I'm sorry my grammar sucks -_-