Me: Well, this is Max's first day of school. I hope you like it.

Gazzy: I'll go the disclaimer this time.

Me: What a nice suprise! Great!

Gazzy: Olivia here doesn't own Maximum Ride, it is owned by James Patterson.

Me: On with the story!

Max POV

My first day of school in 4 years was today! YESSS! I couldn't wait! I dashed in and out of the shower, threw on my clothes, and scarfed down my breakfast. I ran out the door, but turned back, because I forgot my lunch.

"Bye mom!" I yelled as I snatched my lunch from the kitchen table. Mom. It still felt so strange to say that word. It had been 4 years since I last said that word, so you can kinda see why. Anyway, so I dashed out the door and ran almost the whole way to the school, stopping a few blocks away because I didn't want to make a bad impression, or run into school covered in sweat. I wonder if the boy in black is going to be there. I wonder if the red headed jerk is going to be there, too. I wonder if I'll make any friends. I wonder if the teachers will like me. I wonder…

"Max! Get ahold of yourself!" I thought. "You are smart, and overall very likeable. Relax! You got this." I stopped at the door, and pushed it open. The halls were full of people trying to get their schedules and find their lockers. I followed where the majority of people were going, and I eventually ended up at the office. Good thing I was early. There was such a long line, you could have lined everyone up all the way to the 600th floor in the empire state building!(Do you get my Percy Jackson reference? Hahahahaha) Anyway, by the time I got to the front, it was 2 minutes till school started.

"Hello dear. How can I help you? The school secratery asked. She was a nice looking woman, with frizzy orangish hair and a nametag that said "Grace."

"Uh, yeah, hi. My name is Maximum Ride, and I'm just starting eighth grade. Could I have my schedule?" I questioned.

"Oh, sure, let me just pull it up." She said. I waited, and soon she gave me my schedule and I went to find my first class.

Turns out I have English first period. Oh, great. I need to start off the school year with the most boring school subject ever. Good for me. Sadly, the bell rang while I was still running to class, so I yanked open the door and stumbled into class. I turned to find 29 other kids staring at me, including the boy in black. I felt myself turning red, and then I heard the teacher giving me directions.

"Maximum, am I correct? He asked me. "Well, you can sit in the back, next to Nicholas there." I looked to where he was pointing, and saw an empty seat next to the boy in black.

"Nicholas, huh." I thought. Doesn't seem like the right name for such a tough looking cool guy, so I decided he'd need a nickname. Ehh, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. I made my way to the back of the room, and the other kids all turned away, like they had more interesting things to do.

"Hi!" I mouthed to the boy in black. He nodded back. The class was so boring, I was tempted to just get up and walk away. But I knew I couldn't because I wanted to make a good impression. After class I needed to go to my locker so I looked through my list of random things. Locker 1070. I got there and shoved my backpack in. I kept my binder with me though. As I closed the door, the person whose locker was right next to mine bumped into me. As I fell back, they caught me. I looked up to find myself staring into the eyes of… you guessed it, Nicholas. (He really needs a nickname!) He pulled me back up and gave me a little lopsided smile. I blushed and muttered, "Thanks."

"No problem." He said. His eyes were black, like bottomless wells, and they had little flecks of gold in them. I realized that I was staring, and turned away. He said, "So, what's your next class?" I have Science with Mr. Batchelder. You?"

"Same." We walked to the class together, comparing schedules. He has all of my classes, except Math with Miss Walker. We walked to our next class, but as soon as he pulled open the door he got a panicked look on his face.

"Oh, shoot." He exclaimed. I was about to ask him what was wrong, but what happened next told me all the answers.

"Nicky-poo! Come over here and sit with me!" a voice said. I looked to where it was coming from, and saw the redhead from yesterday! Great. She ran over to us and gave Nick a big hug. He flinched, and tried to pull away, but she wouldn't let go.

"Didja miss me?" She asked. He nodded and gently pushed her away.

"Yes, but I'm sorry, I can't sit with you. I promised that I'd sit with Max." he explained. I looked at him with surprise, because we'd never agreed on that. She got a pouty face, and gave me a look of distaste.

"She's not very pretty. Are you sure that you don't want to sit with me?" she begged. I blushed, embarrassed, and so did Nick.

"I'm sure."

"Hmphhh!" she pouted and flounced off. We both exhaled in relief. We found seats on the opposite side of the room.

Class was boring, so we talked a bit.

"You need a nickname. Something that fits your personality. Something tough, but not like, heartless." I explained.

"Well, what do you have in mind?" He asked.

"Hmm, let's see." I thought for a moment, and then came up with the perfect one! "Fang!" I exclaimed.

"You want to call me Fang?" he asked in disbelief.

"Sure, why not? It's better than Nicholas!"

"Well, when you put it that way, sure." He said.

"Yes!" I exclaimed. And that's how my first friendship with a boy was made.

Fang POV

Well, now she had a freaking nickname for me! I'll admit it, Fang wasn't too bad. It's better than Sparky. I hope we're friends now. Man, I wish that she was my girlfriend instead of Lissa… Oh god! Did I just say that out loud? Well, forget that I said that.

After school, I met up with my best friend Iggy. (His real name is James, but if you call him that, he will rip you apart limb from limb.)

"Hey man! Wassup?" He called.

"Well, I made a new friend, other than the flock." I explained.

"Uh-huh. I'll bet this one is another girl that you like, will get into a relationship with, and dump them 2 days later, leaving them with a broken heart." He scoffed.

"No, I'm serious. It is a girl, but she's different. She's not like the rest, and I like her way more than Lissa." I explained.

"Well, introduce her to the flock tomorrow, and then I'll see if I can approve her."

"What?! You don't need to approve all the people I like!"

"Well, I think I do. Anyway see you, and her, tomorrow!"

As I walked home, I thought about Max. I wasn't lying when I said that she was different. She wasn't obsessed with her looks or boys, she was just herself. I kinda liked that. Sadly, she probably thought that I was a klutz for bumping into her. I hope that she doesn't object when I ask her to meet my friends. When I reached my house, I ran up to my room and flopped down into bed. I needed to think a lot of stuff over tonight.