A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it's short! But read the bottom A'N! PLEASE!

Max: Rellz Bellz doesn't own anything.

I hate that name!

Max POV

I went to school happy for the first time in who knows how long. And you know what?

It felt good.

I was actually able to walk down the hallways with my head up, instead of down. Well, that might have been because of Fang. Iggy too, but mainly Fang. Just in the week I've been here (yeah, it's been a week) I trusted Fang more than myself. And, yes, maybe I have a slight crush on him.

Maybe.

Today wasn't an exception. At least I THOUGHT it wasn't. It started out normal.

"Max." Said the oh-so-wordy Fang. I just grunted in reply, shoving textbooks into my locker.

"Yes!" I cried out as I slammed my locker shut. "Oh, hey Fang. What's up?" And with that we took off down the hallway to homeroom. Fang just shrugged in response, and we walked in comfortable silence to class. Everyone's eyes were on us, considering I'm the new girl and I'm already on good terms with the most popular boy at this school.

Doesn't help that people know me as the girl that put him in the hospital. Ah well, win some, lose some.

Anyways, we got to class, and Lissa was saving Fang a seat as usual. He never sat by her though. Fang and I always sat by the window, looking out, pretending we were flying with the birds.

As we walked by, Lissa's nasally voice floated up to me. "Fangy! Sit by me! You always sit by the shemale! Why don't you sit with a real girl?" I just gritted my teeth and kept on walking. Iggy was saving Fang and my seats, and I sat in the one right in front of the window. I saw Fang trying to squeeze by Lissa, but she wouldn't let him. He leaned down and whispered something in her ear- probably saying to fuck off.

But, instead of whining or crying, she giggled and smiled and let him pass. Huh?

When Fang sat beside me, I asked him what that was about.

"Nothing, don't worry about it." I just sat there and stared at him. Apparently it was for a long time, because the teacher called my name about six times.

"MAXIMUM RIDE! PAY ATTENTION!" I jumped, and said the first thing that came to mind.

"Shove it up your ass along with your husband's dick." The whole class burst out in laughter, including Iggy and Fang. All Mrs. Dwyer did was point out the door, with a deep red blush on her face.

And the day went downhill from there.

Okay, guys, I know that I have 6 stories out now, but I just read a book that could be really good for Max. She's So Money by Cherry Cheva is a really good story! So, should I do a MR version of it, Or just finish a story and then start it? I need your help!

Random Qustion: Do you like to dance?
My answer: I dance only in my room, but I like to.

Thanks guys! REVIEW!