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Marington High School is made up of about 2,540 kids. Well, now I guess 2,541 kids. The middle school and elementary schools are right next to it. It's a pretty good school, I guess. Most of the teachers are decent, depending on who you get.

I was explaining this to Fang on our way to the school. I had finally gotten over my bad mood and just decided I might as well talk to him, before he starts to annoy me.

"Can you show me the way to the office, then?" Fang asks as we're stepping off the bus. Angel and Gazzy had gotten off on their stop at the elementary schools.

"Yeah, sure I guess", I say. We still had fifteen minutes till the warning bell rang, anyway, and I didn't have to go to my locker. We said bye to Iggy and then left. As we walk inside the school, there are definitely people doing that trying-to-be-nonchalant-staring thing. You all know what I'm talking about. And it ends up being way more noticeable than actually just looking over casually. I guess these people like the new kid. Or maybe they're just surprised that I'm walking with someone other than my brother, that's a boy.

I hear Fang clear his throat next to me. "What's with this school?" I hear him ask. I laugh.

"What? Shouldn't you be used to this?" I say, looking pointedly at his old football jersey.

"Oh, this?" He points to it. I make a duh face, and he rolls his eyes. "This is my cousin's jersey. I had nothing to wear so I just stole this from him." Fail. At my dumbfounded expression, he looks amused.

"What? You thought I was some 'douche bag jock'?" making quotes with his fingers.

"Well now, you're just not the jock." I laugh. He rolls his eyes again.

Before we step inside the office, I see two of my best friends, Nudge and Ella, and they're about to come over, but apparently they see that I'm not entirely alone. They stop and stare at us and Nudge whispers something in Ella's ear, and they both burst into unexpected giggles. I make a 'WTH' face at them, but they just laugh harder.

I look over at Fang, and he had been watching our exchange with amusement in his eyes.

"Well, I'll just leave you here in the office then", I say, with a half smile, and walk towards Ella and Nudge.

"What the heck was that all about?" I ask. They're just getting over their last giggle when Nudge starts on one of her famous rampages.

"Oh, my gosh, Max! Who the heck was that guy you were just walking with? He is so freaking hot! And then y'all were like walking side by side and you looked so awesome together! You guys would make the cutest couple, ever! Where is he? Are we gonna meet him? Are y'all friends or something? Come on, Max I wanna—"

A hand comes from behind her and slaps her mouth closed.

"It's so early in the morning and Nudge is already talking up a storm? Gosh what did you have for breakfast?" Iggy says.

When Iggy's hand leaves her face, I can see a blush creeping up her cheeks. I smirk at her from behind Iggy and she blushes harder.

"Hey Iggy", Ella mutters. She looks at me, seeming to have seen Nudge and I's exchange and looks down at the floor. I thought I saw jealousy flash in her eyes. Oh no. Please no drama. Nudge and Ella have been known to have fights in the past, but never about a boy. And especially not about my brother.

It gets a little awkward, so when I see Fang start walking away from the office, I immediately run up to him and go, "Hey Fang, want to meet a couple of my friends?"

"Uh, sure." I take him to our little group and say, "Guys this is Fang. He's new." He sorta waves at everyone, and Nudge is about to begin a rant when I send her a warning look. I don't want her scaring away the new kid just yet. Ha.

All of the sudden, J.J. comes out of nowhere, panting with books stacked to her chin. "Oh man, I need to go study, like right now. I have a test in fifth, sixth, and seventh today. Ugh!" Yep, that's J.J. The most girlish nerd I know. She's the one we go to if we need help academically. As you can see.

"J.J. Calm down. You studied for those last night and you had no trouble." I say. "Oh and this is Fang, the new kid. Oh and guys. Don't worry about his jersey. He's not really a douche bag jock." Fang sends me a look and I laugh. Everyone else just looks at me weird. Well, whatever.

J.J. says hi to Fang and then dashes off to the library. The bell rings and I look at Fang's schedule, only to find that he has 4 classes with me, including the one right now. We'll see how this goes.

Our first class together is History. Iggy's in the same class. When we walk in altogether, I see a pair of annoying, green eyes look up from her desk. That would be Bridget. Class A slut. She always seems like she's out to get me, even when I didn't do anything to her in the first place. Therefore, I retaliate when she says something. It hasn't gone so far as a fight, but it could if she does something stupid on her part. Lord knows I could kick her beat her up so bad. And she knows that too.

She runs up as fast as she can, and sorta sticks her chest out. You all know the move. "Hey Maxie, who's this?" Looking directly at Fang. Wow. Not a good idea. Iggy snorts from behind me.

"Um, excuse me, Dwyer? What did you just call me?" I glare at her.

She looks startled at me for a few seconds, then quickly composes herself and puts her eyes back on Fang. "What's your name?" she asks in a 'seductive' voice. Ew.

I brush past them, letting Fang make his decision. Iggy and I sit in our desks. I look over and Fang looks back at me, uncomfortable. Now that I left, she's gone full-blown slut. Ha ha. I send Fang a sympathetic look and mouth 'poor Fangy' at him and me and Iggy laugh.

"I don't hang out with sluts. Sorry." She looks at him, completely pissed. And then he comes and sits with us. Iggy and I are laughing so hard, we have tears in our eyes.

In 3rd period, I get a text from Sam again. It says Max. How come you haven't texted me back? I have to tell you something. I sighed aloud, and I see Fang look over from where the teacher sat him, right next to me. He has question in his eyes, and I just shake my head. I figure that if I'm going to get Sam to leave me alone, I'm gonna have to answer his text.

What do you want, Sam? This is getting really annoying.

He answers back 10 seconds later. I have a surprise for you. He completely ignores my annoyance in my last text.

What? I say.

I'm coming back home. Oh, joy.

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