Hello my dear readers :) Here's Chapter 4.

I wanted to thank my reviewer blueberryoreo for the idea. I'll take it into consideration! If any of you have ideas, questions, or comments, or things you'd like to see, just write it in the reviews! I read every single one!

To answer Infinite Legend's comment, let's go with Pittsburg. But, fair warning, I've never really been to too much of Pennsylvania, so if there is no place similar to the setting I described, my bad.

And to SapphireAster, that was a very convincing evil laugh, until the cough. It's okay though cause I have the same problem xD

Let's try and get 20 reviews? I'm still going to update even if I don't, but it's a good motivator for me :)

And now, Chapter 4, in Max's POV

MPOV

The week leading up to the start of school went by uneventfully. If you consider being badgered by Nudge and Ella about Fang the entire time uneventful that is. They both have it stuck in their heads that I'm secretly in love with Fang, and are trying to plan my wedding. It's slightly disturbing, but I just lock myself in my room to escape them.

And the sad thing?

I kinda actually might like Fang. Only a bit.

Okay, a lot a bit. But I just met him, so I'm trying to push down the feelings. But I can't get him out of my head. But I'm going to just ignore it and be friends. No matter how much I truly like him. And if anyone brings up how much I like him, they won't have a mouth to speak. Comprende?

So to drown out all my illogical thoughts of a certain tall boy, I've been playing my piano. I'm not the greatest, but I'm not the worst either. It's just a fun hobby I have to escape. I also decided to paint my room and redecorate. The walls are a deep maroon, and on one wall I have a painting of the Tri-Force symbol. (If you don't understand this, you need to play the Legend of Zelda.) Because, yes, I love Zelda. Link is the best video game character every. I should just stick with being in love with him instead of Fang. Ah, damn it there I go again.

Must find a distraction.

I'll keep describing my room then. My bed sheets are a grey, and there's music posters and CD covers everywhere on my wall. I have my piano in on corner, my acoustic guitar next to it, and my Hofner electric bass with amp next to that. My flute is on its stand, my piccolo right next to it.

What? I'm multi-talented. I just can't sing. I'm completely tone-deaf, according to me.

I sit down at my piano and play A Thousand Years, by Christina Perri. I hum the lyrics silently to myself, seeing as it's oh, 2 in the morning. Again. This seemed to have been my daily ritual for the entire week. I didn't want anyone to hear.

~TIME LAPSE~

Waking up at 6 a.m. isn't exactly my cup of tea, but there's this thing called school, that starts today. And for some reason, I want people to notice me. But not just anyone. I kind of want Fang to notice me, but anyone will do I guess. I've decided not to go my final year of high school without a boyfriend. I've never had one, and Ella and both find it depressing.

After showering, my hair began to dry in its natural waves.

I shrugged on my favorite black t-shirt with a sketch of a bird that I drew on it. I paired it with blue skinny jeans and my favorite combat boots. I placed a silver anchor necklace around my neck, and put on a light amount of black eyeliner.

Looking at the clock, it was now 7:10. I had to leave in 5 minutes to make it to school by 7:30. I quickly shoveled some fruit into my mouth, and quickly brushed my teeth. Ella had already left, something about wanting to ride with Nudge. Plus, she doesn't usually like riding on my motorcycle. I threw my helmet on over my head and revved the engine.

I was off like a bullet.

There's something satisfying about the openness of being on a motorcycle. You can feel like you can fly. Plus there's none of that claustrophobia of being in a confined car. I much prefer the open road.

I pulled in to the parking lot and took off my helmet, shaking my hair loose. I had all eyes on me. Heh. Even Fang. I trotted over to where Ella was talking to a tall pale ginger, and Nudge was talking to them. Fang was just standing there. As per usual.

"Sup guys?" I said casually.

"ZOMG Max you had everyone staring at you! Way to make an entrance!" Nudge screeched.

"Yeah Max, good job!" Ella stated approvingly.

"Hey Fang," I said turning towards Fang.

"Hey," he replied back.

"Who're your friends?"

"The ginger is Iggy, and the blonde is Gazzy."

"Sup" I said again, "I'm Max."

We had our unimportant exchange of greetings, and then all went in to get our schedules and lockers and shenanigans. Score for me, I'm right next to Fang, and double score, he's in all my classes. Iggy and Gazzy, who I'm now going to assume are friends, are in some of them as well, and all of us, including Nudge and Ella, have lunch together. Maybe this year won't be so bad. Iggy, Gazzy, Fang and I all walked into homeroom and took a seat all right next to each other. I was just about to start a conversation with them all when a sound of nails on a chalkboard pierced the air. I turn to see a fire engine red haired petite girl with dull green eyes step into the room screeching with her horrendous voice.

"FANNNGGYYYY!

I can tell me and this chick are gunna have some serious problemo's.

So like it, love it, hate it? Review and let me know! I might not be updating as frequently as I'd like, but ya 'know there's this thing called school? Yeah I attend one, and having all honors courses is rough. Plus I'm involved in after school activities as well. But I'll make it work. :) I'm going to sign off from now on with a quote or saying or phrase. Cause I can.

~The higher we soar, the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly. –Friedrich Nietzsche

And that's it for today. Ta-ta!

~Spunky Violet