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Max's POV

I rather fight a bunch of Erasers with my hands tied behind my back.

I stared dully at the class. All the girls were either doing their makeup or staring back at me. 90% doing their makeup. Mac, Revlon, Lakme, Icing, you name it, it's there. Nudge will be squealing if she were here.

This one girl annoyed the heck at me. Okay, maybe I was made by Nudge to 'dress up' but I'm not presentable itself. She kept snickering, loudly too when I kept tugging on the incredibly short skirt. I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms and she gave me a raised-eyebrow expression. She rolled her eyes, but at least she kept her overly-glossed lips shut.

"Pick a spot, Maddie. Make Maddie feel welcome guys. She's come all the way from Michigan." Mr. Rock smiled warmly.

I picked a seat far away from Ms. Prissy Pants and sat next to this friendly-looking, green-eyed girl. I kept a forced smile on my face, but the girl smiled brightly at me.

Mr. Rock started talking about the history of hip hop and pop. The man's voice literally was a monotone. I tuned him out shaking my head.

How do students bear this?

"My name is Lily Jenkins. Welcome to Blue Sky High."

"Thanks, the name's Maddie." I nodded.

"Cool. Fourth Maddie I know." Lily smiled, "Where'd you come from?"

Maine….Montana….Mississippi, wait that's a mountain….no a river. STUPID GEOGRAPHY! Umm…right! Michigan!

"Michigan I answered.

"Cool. I lived here my entire life. Never got out of the state. Heck, even the city." Lily nodded looking all-knowing, "Must be awkward coming all the way from there. Not to mention the ridiculous uniform." Lily rolled her eyes.

"LILY JENKINS. Stop talking over me or you'll get lunch detention. AGAIN." Mr. Rock thundered all of a sudden.

Lily stiffened and I winced.

"Please go one with your soap drama. So flippin' interesting." Lily muttered.

I almost laughed and caught myself, but it was already too late and loud. Mr. Rock peered over to me with a tight glare. His face was reddening.

"Maddie, I know you're new student and everything feels new, but let me tell you, I do not tolerate inappropriate behavior and talking out of turn. I'll excuse you now, but if this continues, there will be consequences." Mr. Rock said sternly.

I silently giggled. It was just so cute when grownups get frazzled. The girl that kept mocking at me started laughing at me. Her hazel eyes twinkled as she flipping her blonde hair. I gave her a dirty look and she narrowed her eyes at me. I pushed up my sleeve and almost got up until Mr. Rock announced something.

"You can go and practice now. Don't forget, it's three days away. Your second last too!" Mr. Rock smiled.

Everyone got up and started to do some stretches on the stage. I started to go to the snickering girl, but Lily grabbed me by the sleeve and pulled me to the spot where she was stretching.

"What do you think you are doing?" Lily hissed as she sat down crisscrossing her legs.

What's with her? I only knew her for twenty minutes and she starts yelling at me.

"Sorry for pulling you," Lily said bending her head down looking like a kid who dropped her lollipop, "Do you know who you are glaring at?"

"No. But I would like to." I said awkwardly stretching my feet.

This is just like stretching before fighting. I wish I can stretch my wings. They're so clamped with this stupid uniform.

"That's Dominique Gray. A cheerleader and yes, just like those clichés, she's a total….um...let's say witch for now. A pretty one though. Tenth grade, but head cheerleader. Of course, she has to have the most popular guy in the school. A senior, Kyle Davis. A total jock. She can make your life miserable within a snap."

I rolled my eyes, "Sounds like a cliché."

"Exactly."

Whatev. Ain't staying here long enough for her to be bothering me. But anyway, Dominique Gray= Off limits.

"Not to mention that she also plays a big factor in why we have to wear this ridiculously short uniforms." Lily muttered.

I wonder what she di—you know what? I don't care. Ain't staying here too long. Maybe I can even ditch and escape to Mom's.

"Madeline? Can you come here for a minute or two?" Mr. Rock's voice called out.

I silently groaned and got up.

Another lecture? I'm good, really.

As I walked to Mr. Rock, Dominique smiled almost sickly at me. I gave her The Maximum Ride Look and she stuck her foot out. I rolled my eyes.

Is that the best you've got?

I lightly jumped over it and gave her a smug look and turned and quickened my pace to Mr. Rock. He was busily typing away on his laptop and stopped when I approached him.

"Look, I'm sorry about exploding in there. I was just so engrossed i—"

"Gross?" I asked not getting what he said.

"No, no, I meant engrossed. Like….being so into something. Putting a lot of passion and concentration into something. Ringing a bell?"

I shook my head.

Gross? Engrossed? Grossly into something? Say what? The English language is turning into Alien, I swear. I can now see why Fang hates it.

I nodded my head and he continued, "So, as I was saying, I was really into talking about hip hop. Did you know that it was the most popular in the 1980's then—"

"What did you want to tell me?" I cut him off.

I was being rude and am sorry for that. It's just that I didn't exist then, so not interested. Mr. Rock didn't seem to mind. He actually seemed cool about it unlike other teachers that might possibly bite your head off.

Musta get that a lot.

"I was wondering if you wanted to join the dance team for the school. I mean, it's free and there's only two and a half weeks to prepare, but I think that if you put your mind and effort into it, I bet you can really shine lik—"

"Sorry, Mr. Rock. Can't. I have to…to move a lot of...stuff in my house…" I quickly said.

"Oh," Mr. Rock looked dejected, but brightened up, "I bet there's a lot of work going on. Your parents must be busier than ever. Anyway….welcome to Blue Sky High, Maddie." Mr. Rock nodded.

Phew….Who signed me up for this?

"What did Mr. Rock say?" Lily asked as I sat next to her.

"Something about joining the dance team."

"What did you say?" Lily laughed.

"Heck no. I'm no Shakira." I said even chuckling a bit.

"Same here." Lily winked.

"Or it cuz you have no talent, Lily?" A voice said hovering in front of us.

I looked up from the shadow on the ground to Dominique Gray's face. Lily flinched and looked away. I looked at Lily and that feeling came. You know…the same feeling I got when I saw Ella being almost beaten up by a bunch of idiotic guys. That, "Oh I have to protect the weak" feeling. The feeling the entire flock hates. Yeah, that one.

"Do you smell something, Lily?" I asked waving my hand in front of my nose.

Dominique just stared at me as if I was a lab rat. Lily looked at me confused with her bright, green eyes.

"I smell stupidity. Along with the heavy makeup." I sneered right in the Dominique's face.

Phewwwie. The look on Dominique's face was worth millions. Along with the gaping mouth, her hazels eyes were filled with daggers and were so wide open that I could see my own reflection. I scoffed at her glare.

That's the best glare she can do? Mine can freeze the Atlantic.

She grabbed my tie menacingly and pulled me. It didn't surprise me at all and I grabbed her tie. Everyone started looking, but I didn't feel self-conscious. I held hers tighter and her scowl deepened.

What is this? I told the flock not to mess around or get into fights and I'm getting into one.

I was a good head taller than her and looked down on her. But she had this stance that made us look like we're both the same height.

"Watch it newbie or I'll make you regret you ever got out of that damn state." She said literally shoving her face in front of me.

I've faced painful and unwanted injections, evil scientists, people who want to kill my family and this girl could be scaring me? Not even the slightest bit.

"I'd like to see you try." I growled as I let go of her tie.

By now, everyone was looking. They stopped what they were doing, either dancing or stretching. Lily looked like she saw a ghost. Her face was drained of any color.

"What's going on here? It's too quiet." Mr. Berry's voice cut through the air.

Dominique quickly let go of her leash on me and I smoothened my tie casually. Mr. Rock came in anxiously and saw the atmosphere between Dominique and me.

"Okay girls. What is going on?"

"That idio— new girl threatened me and even grabbed my poor tie." Dominique sniffled patting her 'crumpled' tie, "I think she is crazy."

Mr. Rock gave me a suspicious look. Okay, I may not look innocent, but I sure can sound like it. That's another bird-kid talent for ya.

"What do you mean? I don't even know her. She wanted to introduce herself to me and she tripped over her own feet." I said looking at Mr. Rock earnestly shrugging my shoulders.

Mr. Rock's face looked like how a face looks like when either Angel or Isa jinx it. I was horrified with my own acting. His face looked for a nanosecond like he didn't believe me and then it completely came to my side.

"Please be careful where you walk, guys. Take baby steps, Dominique? Please, if anything happens to you guys, I'll get kicked out of this job." MR. Rock nodded.

Dominique got red with embarrassment. Her face was literally the meaning of 'EPIC FAIL'. She clenched her fists and then stormed away.

"Freak." I heard her mutter.

Just when I was about to smirk, Lily grabbed me again while everyone stared at me with their mouths open. One girl was in a twisted position and still looked at me with her mouth hanging wide open.

"Do you know what the heck you just did?" Lily whispered hastily.

"World peace? I don't know. What did I do so bad?"

"You just brought hell onto yourself for a month. Seriously!" Lily screeched.

"What's the worse she can do?" I rolled my eyes. I was rolling my eyes quite often that day. The situation made me.

Lily mumbled something unintelligent.

"Huh?"

"Nothing. Let's practice together for the test."

"Test! We have a test? In dance class?" I sputtered.

"Yeah, how else does he get a grade and a good laugh?"

I groaned. This time loudly. I covered my face with my hands.

"Can we fail it?" I muttered through my hands.

"Yeah, sure you can. But then Mr. Rock would want to talk with your parents."

FACEPALM.

Jeb: Hello?

Mr. Rock: Hello. Is this Madeline Race's parent?

Jeb: Madeline? What Made—Oh…yes, sir.

Mr. Rock: Well hello, I am her dance teacher, Mr. Mark Rock, and I want to discuss something with you.

Jeb: (Amused) Keep going.

Mr. Rock: She failed her dance test. What do you have to say about this? Was she practicing at home at all?

Jeb: (Really amused) Well, she did practice, but you see, she has two left feet.

Mr. Rock: Oh…. That might be the reason why she…can't…um, dance.

Jeb: (Cracks up)

I groaned again.

"Are okay, Maddie?" Lily asked prying my hands from my face.

Why me?

"Fine. Just fine." I shook my head and got up.

NOT.

"I'll help you. We have three days so let's not waste ti—"

"Whoa, whoa, wait. If we have three days of time, why 'study' now?"

"Did I mention Mr. Rock grades hard?" Lily said with a mock smile.

"What happens if you fail a course?"

"I think you retake it in the summer. Or they talk to your parents face-to-face discussing your issues."

I'm oh so done for. I can't do this again in the summer. And…yeah, I'll drag my Mom all the way from Arizona and Jeb from…whatever he's doing and they'll sit down and just talk about their failure of a daughter.

"Let's start, 'kay?" Lily smiled taking my hand.

10 minutes later

I groaned as I kept messing up my 'footwork'.

Mr. Rock plastered a smile on his face, "You can do this, Maddie. It's not that hard. . Left step back, right foot front, clap, twist, keep the left foot year and right foot there, and back to home position."

Mr. Rock, a 28 year old man, just moonwalked right in front of me. On the carpet. It was not bad, I had to admit. Then he did my steps and finished without a flaw.

"See? If this is easy, then this must be so easy, don't you think?"

My expression: Holy cows over the cheesy moon.

That's what you think.

"Maddie, you need to be more hand-to-eye coordinated." Mr. Rock nodded.

He positioned me with my legs out and my hands on my hips. I was stiff as he positioned me and even when he tugged me, I didn't move.

"You're made of fully hard muscle. I can't even move you. What is that? Have you been working out? A girl is supposed to be homely and a good cook, not a fighter."

What generation was he born in?

"I know you can do this, Maddie. I even made Lily dance like a graceful swan now." Mr. Rock said with a strict, but soft tone.

Graceful swan, eh?

I cast a glance at Lily. She winced out of sympathy for me.

If you want a gentle and calm girl, I'll speed dial Isa right here, right now.

Mr. Rock sighed.

"Five minutes left, rising tenth graders! Pack up." He called out clapping his hands.

I ran to my desk and got my thing they called an 'agenda'. Whatever that means.

"Hey, can I see your schedule?" Lily said behind me with a huge stack of books till her chin.

I pulled out the paper from my 'agenda' and gave it to Lily. She studied it for a second as we were walking near the door until Dominique thumped both me and Lily. Thanks to my hard muscles, I didn't fall down, but Lily was almost pushed to the wall. All her papers were flying and she scrambled to get them. I glared at the laughing Dominique. The bell rang loudly and everyone started moving.

"I wonder who's tripping over her feet now." Dominique laughed as she left.

I charged after her and almost grabbed her sleeve, but Lily held me back.

"Let it go. Please. It's the usual anyway." Lily said sadly as I helped her up.

"But she pushed you." I said furrowing my eyebrows.

She shrugged and brightened up.

"Awesome. We have the same lunch and gym!" Lily smiled brightly, but then it turned into a frown, "But it's also a bad thing."

Does she not like me or something? I don't really mind….

"Why?" I said trying not to sound offended.

Lily noticed my face and quickly added, "It's not cuz of you. It's just that…there's no way Dominique will not harass you. She's in our lunch and in your World History."

Who cares?

Even you, yeah you, the person reading this, knows what happens when you mess with me. A lot of stuff. Bad stuff.

Why is Lily so scared of Dominique?

"This is a personal question, but what did Dominique did so bad to you that you're really scared of Dominique?"

"Well….I once messed with her…and…she sent her…..her 'men' to beat up my…..boyfriend. He had to….. go to the hospital. He broke up with me not wanting to get hurt more. And she always reminds me of the situation. She even threatens….to beat me up too." Lily said shuddering.

"Oh….."

I exhaled loudly.

What's the right thing to say in a time like this? I don't really know what to say…

"Ummm…" I cleared my throat, "Sorry."

"You didn't do anything. See you in lunch." Lily waved as she went the other way.

As I walked to C120, I fingered the artwork hanging up on the walls. Rough, smooth, rough, rough, smooth.

Dominique Gray. Scaring. Me.

I smiled almost smirking.

Bring it on. We'll see who wins.

Isa's POV

I've been getting all these stars ALL day. I felt insecure every time whispers increased when I walked in the dull hallways. Blue Sky High had a gloomy and strange aura over it. All the girls were very stuck-up. Makeup was like their god. All the guys were either horrible perverts or really, really big idiots.

Was this the normal life I wished I had?

At least Fang and Dylan were in my English class. They had all the looks and so no one stopped staring. Especially Fang. He was attracting a lot of attention with his 'bad-boy' aura. The uniform had to be black for the boys. Something Fang actually liked about the uniform. However, Dylan was quite the opposite. He looked like an angel and had a 'good-boy' aura. An angel wearing black. Totally making sense.

Fang and Dylan were a big help as everyone had their eyes staring at me. Fang even smiled with support which made me surprised. Dylan was placed next to me and even gave me some advice on not to look at the kids. It kinda helped as I glued my eyes to the screen. Which was filled with words. A lot of it.

The English teacher, Mrs. Deer, was obsessed with her job. I'm not even joking. She even had this big long stick so she can point to all the grammar mistakes in a previous test they did. She had a mini grand central library in her room. She had all these posters on editing, grammar, prepositions, transitions, and all these posters that tell students to read. I don't know what transitions mean and I want it to stay that way. I didn't know that the English language could get this complicated. It was a living nightmare for Fang. He looked like a sourpuss through the entire forty-five minutes. He was silently crying inside, I bet. I felt sorry for him as he quietly banged his head against the desk. He nearly got frozen in shock when he realized he had English first period and writing classes. Fang had to keep moving so he won't turn invisible otherwise everyone will wonder crazy stuff. Soon, the class was into Mrs. Deer's deep session that the awkward staring stopped, but there were a few here and there glances.

One of the nice people I met was Mike. He sat next to me in English. Of course, he did stare, but he stopped after some time. The blue-eyed boy was really nice and offered to carry my books, but I said no. But he couldn't stop talking to me. He tried to say his entire biography to me by whispering. He even got in trouble with Mrs. Deer. Twice. He was in my lunch too so I had to look forward to another Nudge-Channel.

After English was over, Mike tried to follow me to math asking me to 'contact' him if I needed any help in gong around in school. I politely said no and Dylan chuckled as I patiently tried to say no to everything that Mike said. When he finally left, I entered math class. My mind went completely haywire when I entered. We had a 'small' quiz in two days. On slope. 'Y=mx+ whaaaaaat?' were my thoughts when I left the classroom. I didn't understand a single word she said and even the homework which looked Russian to me.

Another person that was really welcoming was Paige who was in my math. Paige was also going to be in my lunch and science. She seemed really nice and everything, but something was strange about that girl. She kept observing at me if I had a chemical reaction to everything I touched. Her mind was racing with thoughts that I could barely read it. Mostly of after school clubs, grades, and what not. Anyway, she still smiled and introduced herself. Paige's from Texas and even had the accent. Red hair (Can't wait to see Max's reaction) and a LOT of freckles. It takes up her entire face. She was really sweet when I sat next to her in math. Offered to share her textbook and was patient enough to help me on the completely challenging problems.

It was third period and I had theatre with Max. At least it was something to look forward to. Staring occurred but I didn't mind a lot since Max was there. I don't know; I feel very secure whenever Max is around. Like I don't have to be scared or worried over a particular thing. She gave me that kind of feeling.

"So…how was the first….forty-five plus forty-five….….ninety minutes of school?" I asked Max.

"Torture beyond imagination. Who cares the shnap about the slope formula?" Max said shaking her head.

I grinned. As an expected answer from Max.

"Shnap?" I laughed.

Max grinned and shrugged.

"You know something, Isa?" Max asked.

"What?"

"I don't know….non bird-kids look so plain with their backs so…empty."

I nodded, "I agree," I whispered, "It's cuz we have wings and are used to them so much, it's odd for people not to have wings."

Max nodded.

Wow…I'm not the only person who thinks that.

I smiled to myself and as we talked, I noticed the theatre teacher, an old but energetic man, smiling at us.

"There's nothing like students happily chirping. It's because we're in drama class right?" He winked.

The class laughed.

"Uh huh, sure." Were a lot of laughing murmurs.

"Well, though we're very, very busy, let's be welcoming, 'kay? So introduce yourself to the class, guys." The drama teacher smiled warmly.

Complete freeze.

Max: What the heck am I supposed to say?

I don't know myself.

Max: That's not helping! Isa….

Yes, Max?

Max: Can you start first?

WHAAT? No, I can't g—

Max: PLEEAASEE!

I cleared my throat and slowly got up. Everyone turned around in their seats and looked at me with a blank expression.

Ehh…..everyone's looking….

"Well….I'm Natalie….Natalie Cross. Nice to…meet you. I'm Alex Cross's twin sister. He looks kinda like me…actually, a lot like me. I'm from…..Michigan. I'm fifteen and I…like to…run." I said quickly sitting down when I was done.

"How about you, Maddie?" the drama teacher nodded.

"Eh…." Max stammered turning red as she got up, "Well…there's nothing interesting about me. I'm fifteen, the name's Madeline Race. I like to…I don't know…eat?"

The class and the drama teacher laughed. Max flushed as she sank back into her seat.

"That was interesting. I like to eat too. Recommended by doctors everywhere. Thank you, girls. My name is Mr. Berry, the one and only drama teacher. We just finished our awesome play on Friday. We also had our final test already, so you don't have to worry about that. We're going to play only games. Fun drama games. Now talk some while, I'll have quick-check my computer." Mr. Berry grinned.

The class cheered and I silently cheered to myself.

"You're lucky you escaped the final." A girl who sat next to me smiled.

"Yeah..." I said not knowing what the heck finals were.

"So, you really are Alex Cross's sister?" The girl smiled.

Fang's fake name caught Max's attention and joined the conversation.

"She is." Max nodded.

"He's gotten quite popular in the school. So did….oh what's his name? Matt Bell. The girls can't stop staring at him. And so is the other tall, blonde guy, Luke Anderson. Even Kyle Davis got jealous."

Max and I smiled.

"So is Michigan a place where all beautiful and 'hot' people come from?" the girl grinned.

More like the science lab.

"No, not really." Max said having hints of red on her cheeks.

"So….anyway, I'm Georgia." Georgia introduced herself.

"Georgia Shortsman. Fits her name, don't you think?" An obnoxious voice sneered.

We look up to see this tall and stylish, but mean-looking girl with a smirk on her face. She had long black hair along with a tanned face with dark-brown eyes. She looked like she was some Asian background. (A/N: Don't mean to be racist.)

Does every girl mess with every other girl? It seems like it here.

"Go away, Sush—"

"It's Suzy. Get it straight."

"Why are—"

Then a very loud siren-like alarm went off throughout the entire school. And with our sensitive hearing, it wasn't making it any better. I quickly covered my ears and. And then everyone got up as if someone was ringing a bell. Max and I got up along with them and followed them. There were long streams of kids going everywhere.

What the heck is happening?

"What's happening?" Max asked Georgia and shielding her ears.

"A fire drill. You never had one before?" Georgia nodded shielding her own ears.

"Umm….no, we did. It's just that I…forgot." Max stammered.

"What? I can't hear you!" Georgia yelled.

"Never mind," Max muttered.

We all went out a door and were outside. We all stood in a jagged line. The blazing sun hit me with a hot wave. I pressed my normal-temperature hair to my cheeks. Sometimes the hair not reacting to the body temperature felt nice. And the fire alarm finally shut up.

"Lucky. You're cooled down." Max muttered who materialized in front of me.

I chuckled quietly.

"I wonder why we have a fire drill…" Georgia, who was in front of me, whispered.

"You never had one before?" Max said mimicking Georgia.

I gave Max a 'Careful' expression until she shrugged.

"No, it's not that," Georgia whispered to herself and then said it loudly, "We already had a fire drill….And we don't normally have two in a row."

Max and I looked at Georgia sharply.

What?

"You already had one….?" Max asked carefully.

Georgia nodded.

"I heard someone pull it. A student, especially." A guy behind us told us.

Was it one of the flock members? Nah….there are a lot of students.

"Seriously? They're going to get into so much trooouble." Georgia laughed.

"Natalie? Natalie Cross?" Mr. Berry called.

"Yes, I'm here." I replied.

"Madeline Race?" Mr. Berry called.

"Right here." Max replied.

Mr. Berry nodded and left to talk to another teacher. I peered at the numerous lines with a hand to cover the sun. I found Iggy who must have been in some kind of elective and waved slightly. Iggy who looked dull and then brightened, almost waved too, until he froze and looked away. Even turned pink. He was far away, but I could see it clear as day. Thank awesome vision; this was one of the specialties in being a bird-kid.

Why is he looking away?

I knew it was wrong, but I looked into his mind. His mind doors were always closed and sealed tight. After a long time, it was wide open and I was finally able to do it. I probed and found his current thoughts.

Iggy: I didn't do anything. Act like it and nothing will happen.

I widened my eyes.

Did Iggy….?

I gave Iggy a flat expression and he looked at me quizzically and widened his eyes. He turned pinker and didn't look at me at all. I tried to go inside his mind again, but its doors were shut tight not allowing anything in.

"Max?" I muttered opening my mouth in the slightest bit.

"Mhmmm." Max muttered back.

"I think I know who pulled it." I mumbled.

"Is it the pyro?" Max muttered looking a bit…murderous.

"Maybe." I murmured.

"It has to be either yes or no." Max mumbled almost inaudibly.

"Well…yeah."

I could just imagine the newspapers headline when I saw Max's reaction, 15, a student at Blue Sky High, found dead in Maryland. Max flashed death rays to Iggy who must have felt them because he was squirming big time. Fang and Dylan were in no sight. Then, everyone started heading back inside the school. The school looked large outside, but was very small inside. The cold A.C. welcomed us in and the sun's boiling rays vanished. Iggy vanished and so did Max. I started panicking.

I don't know the room number! My 'agenda' is in the theatre room.

I tried to concentrate and let my bird-kid direction sense let me guide me, but I kept running into the wall. I grumbled as I kept running into a different wall each time.

Speaking of running into things, did I mention that the boys in Blue Sky High are very tall? Very, very tall. Even taller than Iggy and Fang who were around six foot four. I was the five foot eight midget around them. Now imagine getting past them to get some air. One word: IMPOSSIBLE.

"Excuse me, excuse me." I said trying to cut through them.

"Watch it." This tall boy (who also didn't wear his uniform) with shaggy blonde hair pushed.

Thanks to the muscles from the awesome fighting skills, I didn't fall down, but I did get pushed from my spot. At least I got pushed to a more spacious spot and out of the crowd. Before I could stumble more, someone with a very firm hand grabbed me by the arm.

Who…?

I looked behind me to see Dylan with a serious expression on his face.

"You watch it. You're the one who pushed her." He said raising a perfectly-arched eyebrow.

"She collided with me," the boy said crossing his arms.

"She didn't know. She was trying to find her way out." Dylan replied coolly.

"Don't mess with me, pretty boy." The guy retorted snarling.

These students are quick to arguing and fighting…

He left thumping Dylan on his shoulder, but Dylan didn't seem to care. Dylan looked at me with his eyes filled with concern. He released his arm that was holding me.

"You okay, Isa?" He whispered, "Or Natalie?" He winked.

"I'm fine, thanks by the way. I just lost my way. I don't know my room number. And plus the direction sense ain't helping me." I said scratching my head.

"Wait," Dylan said pulling out a crumpled piece of paper from his pant pocket, "Here, this is a map of the school. You can use it." He nodded.

"Really? Thanks!" I grinned finally relieved that I can get back.

Dylan flushed the lightest shade of red possible and nodded half smiling.

"Hey did you know that they already had a fire drill on Thursday?" Dylan quickly questioned.

I bobbed my head, "Yeah and we both know who it is."

Dylan looked at first confused and then realized who it was.

"Did you talk to him about it?"

"Nope, but I think I have the next class with him." I said with a smirk.

"Okay then…I guess you have to go…." Dylan mumbled.

"OH right! Okay, bye!" I waved as I hurried past him.

"C120….hmm…." I murmured to myself.

"Ummm….see you in World History?" Dylan called out.

I turned around and smiled, "Yeah. See you."

Dylan's a nice guy…

I thanked him again silently for the map. As I walked according to the map, I found myself looking at the door. I straightened my tie and went inside.

"Natalie! We were wondering where you were." Mr. Berry said finally relaxed by seeing me.

"Yeah…" I chuckled weakly.

I walked to Max who looked at me curiously.

"Did you get lost? You took a long time. Don't you have a direction sense in you? Since you are….a bird-kid?" Max whispered.

"It needs to get a repair." I grumbled.

"Wow. So what were you doing?" Max chuckled.

"Nah, I was talking to….Matt."

"Matt? Who's tha— Dylan?"

"Yeah, told him about…Iggy." I whispered.

"Oh….did you talk to Iggy?"

"Nope, but I'm pretty sure I have my next class with him." I said pulling out my 'agenda'. Sure enough, I did. GYM.

"Well, that took most of our time away. And now, news travel like wild fire here, so you might have already known, someone pulled the fire alarm. We don't know who it is, but we'll find out preeeetty fast. And when we do, it'll get ugly."

Georgia raised her hand slowly and started speaking when Mr. Berry picked on her, "But didn't he just pull the alarm? What if he did accidentally?"

"Sexist. How do you know it's a boy?" This guy who was slouching in his seat flatly said.

Georgia turned red and mumbled, "I didn't mean…I'm sorry…I didn't mean…."

"It's alright, Georgia, you were just trying to ask a question and you didn't know how to phrase it. And to answer your question, well, there still be some consequences and if you still want to escape that too, you need to have a really good reason." Mr. Berry replied nodding.

"Some of the consequences are….?" A girl asked.

"Talk to your parents face-to-face and maybe suspension. Not so sure." Mr. Berry nodded.

Iggy's parents are jerks and only want to use Iggy as an icon in magazines….so if Iggy gets caught, then that's a big problem. His parents will want to take him again despite Iggy doesn't want to go. Then the school will be involved and then perhaps the secret might be revealed. This is a big mess.

The bell rang loud and clear. Everyone started heading out and Max waved.

"Bye Natalie. See you in lunch." Max winked as she waved.

I looked at her confuse d and then understood and waved back. The names still felt awkward as they were called, but I knew that over time I could get used to them. I sometimes felt like that they were talking to someone behind me, but when I turn around, I see no one and then I realize that they were calling me.

I shook my head and headed towards my next class, gym. I had a feeling that Iggy was in the same class as me. And to prove it, there was tall blondie slowly walking towards the gym too right in front of me. I slowly walked and make sure I didn't make a sound and bumped Iggy right on his right arm. He got elbowed and almost muttered a bad word until he stopped himself.

"Oh…sorry about tha— I— Natalie?"

"Hey. How's your day going?" I smiled turning around.

"Awesome and ow, that kinda hurt." Iggy said rubbing the spot I bumped.

"Awesome? As in pulling the—" I said until he smacked me on the head.

"What was that for?" I muttered quickly rubbing my head.

"Should I give you a microphone?" Iggy hissed pulling me to a corner.

"For what?"

"Telling the whole wide world that I pulled the fire alarm?" Iggy shushed.

"So you did pull it." I said crossing my arms.

"Hey, I was bored! I was restricted from making any thing explosive, so I thought, what the heck, and pulled the thing."

"You were bored?" I said with a flat expression.

Iggy nodded looking like a little kid.

"You know what will happen if you get caught, right?" I questioned.

"If I get caught." Iggy smirked.

I grinned and he winked. Suddenly whispers increased more than the usual in the hallway. These two girls looked at Iggy and me weirdly and whispered to themselves.

Girl 1: Aren't those two new?

Girl 2: Ew, they're going out and they're cousins? That's plain disgusting. Is that even allowed?

I straightened uneasily. I cleared my throat and Iggy bobbed his head as if to say 'What?'

"Iggy?" I murmured quietly.

"Yeah?"

"Can you…um…scoot, please?" I said looking away.

"Oh…..yeah." Iggy said finally aware of what was happening and moved back.

I scurried away to the girls' locker-room. I sighed as I closed the door.

I don't like doing this. And we have to pretend we're cousins. This is just…..

The teacher there smiled at me and gave loaner sweats and a shirt and assigned me a thing they called a 'corner locker'. I ran to the bathroom and quickly changed into the sweats and shirt before the other girls came. My wings were tucked in so tight that once they were released, they almost unfurled. They took a nice breath of air. I felt relieved and then I had to shut them again for the shirt. When I got out, the bell rang and all the girls came in packs and groups together. I stuffed the shirt and sweats into the locker and sat down on the bench.

"Wow, the rumors were true. You are really pretty. Even in the gym uniform."

I looked up to see a bit chubby, but tall girl with dusty, light brown hair smiling at me. Her hair was a variety of colors. She had all the colors of the rainbow streaked in her hair. She also wore a lot of bracelets and trinkets on her arm. It seemed that she was the type just loves to jiggle her jewelry as she walked.

"Oh…thank you…..I guess." I replied.

"Mary Coleman."

"Huh?"

"My name."

"Oh…"

"What's yours?" Mary questioned and as predicted, shook her jewelry to her liking.

"I— Natalie. Natalie Cross."

She held her hand out and I shook it.

"Are you dating you know…Luke Anderson? Your own cousin"

I quickly dropped her hand and got up.

"What? No, of course no."

"Oh….those two girls literally told the entire school in a minute, you do know that right? Internet these days…" Mary said nodding to the same two girls I saw outside.

They were sneaking peeks at me and whispering to the other girls around them. I gave her the Look and the two girls smirked.

Why does almost every girl in this school feel like picking a fight every time they see another girl?

The two girls started coming my way and I narrowed my eyes despite my mind was thinking,

What kind of trouble did I fall in now?


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