Hello, this is chapter 4, and I hope you love it, so, chapter number four. Oh, and my math teacher is terrible. I'll tell you the story of you want, but I'm not going to tell you if you don't want. If you want, PM me and I'll tell you.

Disclaimer: I'm a girl, I'm not middle aged, and I don't own Maximum Ride.

Max POV

I fall onto my bed, thinking about my first day of school. The teachers apparently thought it would be fun to assign a bunch of homework to the new kids, and other students. I think about how Fang is so different from the other guys at our school, and fall asleep, writing a new song in my head.

I wake up and walk to my bathroom to take a shower. When I get out of the shower, dry off, and walk into my room to get dressed. I pull on my black skinny jeans with rips, and grab my red t-shirt with a black rose on it. I grab my red suspenders, clip them into my jeans, and let them hang (A.N. I don't know the term, she's wearing them so they are not over her shoulders, but falling over her hips). I pull on my red converses, and then I go downstairs, grab the plate of food Iggy set out for me, and slowly eat my breakfast, savoring the food.

"Maxikiins, it's time for school," Iggy yells at me from the passenger seat of my car. I grab my book bag, climb in my car, and start the car, driving to school.

"So, Angel, you excited for your second day of school?" I ask, keeping my eyes on the road.

"Yeah," she replied, "you excited to start a band with The Flock?"

"I'm excited," I reply.

"I think that Gazzy is very excited," Iggy remarks, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Shut up," Gazzy mumbles, blushing.

"Ooh Laa Laaaaa," we all trill, causing Gazzy to blush even more.

Fang POV

I see Max's car pull up, and watch as they climb out. Max comes out last, and her stuff falls all over the ground. I walk over and start to help her clean it up. As I hand Max her book, our hands brush, and an electric shock seems to pass through me. She takes her hand away, mutters a thanks, and walks off. I walk into school, and I'm jumped by Lissa. I brush her off and walk to my locker.

I walk to my homeroom, take the seat next to Iggy, and get ready for school. The day goes by pretty quick, until lunch. We all sit together, and are asking about the Ride's past, when Lissa walks up to Max. I can't believe she dared to show up after the spectacle she made of herself during music yesterday. Lissa tried to threaten Max, but Max just have Lissa adeath glare and Lissa storms off. When lunch is over, we walk to music, and Mrs. Reed tells us we're starting production of our musical today. Almost everyone cheers. She passes out scripts to Wicked, telling us to each pick a part and rehearse a song. She also said try-outs would be tomorrow. Max and I decide to work together to practice. Max says she wants to be Elphaba, and I tell her I would like to be Fiyero. We look for a song that they sing together and decide on "As Long As You're Mine."

Max - italics Fang - bold Both - italics and bold

Kiss Me too fiercely

Hold Me too tight

I need help believing

You're with me tonight

My wildest dreams

Could not foresee

Lying beside you

With you wanting me

And just for this moment

As long as you're mine

I've lost all resistance

And crossed some border line

And if it turns out

It's over too fast

I'll make every moment last

As long as you're mine

Maybe I'm brainless

Maybe I'm wise

But you've got me seeing

Through different eyes

Somehow I've fallen

Under your spell

And somehow I'm feeling

It's up that I fell

Every moment

As long as you're mine

I'll wake up my body

And make up for lost time

Say there's no future

For us as a pair

And though I may know

I don't care

Just for this moment

As long as you're mine

Come be how you want to

And see how bright we shine

Borrow the moonlight

Until it is through

And know I'll be here holding you as long as you're mine

(Spoken)

What is it? (Etc.)

(Spoken)

It's just, for the first time

I feel... Wicked

As Max and I finish the song, I look at her in wonder. She was amazing. The teacher raps her drumsticks together, and tells us to head for the next class. I grab my bag and go to math class.

Too short?