ANOTHER CHAPTER! Sweet pudding, I am on a ROLL! Mehhh….sorta. It's still pretty short. Sorry! I go back to school…TOMORROW! UGHH! Welp, see you guys soon, hopefully. Maybe later this week if I'm not totally swamped. Please REVIEWW! Love them comments :] ENJOY!

The rest of the morning passed by uneventfully, dragging out the hours before lunch. Neither Corliss or Maeve, (Maven?) or even Ella was in any of my morning classes. Spanish was followed by Language Arts, which was hell. My gramer isnt to good. Moving on, we have World History, the dullest class in the history of ever, and finally: Lunch. Ahhh.

I pushed my way into the lunchroom and was greeted by a question: Where to sit? I scanned the cafeteria for Ella but I couldn't see her anywhere. And this is coming from someone with exceptional vision.

"Max!"

I started as someone called my name. I looked around. It was a very small someone, and she was making her way towards me, smiling broadly. Corliss.

When she reached me, she grabbed my wrist and started heading back the way she came. We passed by her sister's table; they made eye contact and Maeve gave her twin a tight-lipped smile before turning back to her companions. As we passed by I caught a glimpse of a blond haired boy sitting across from her, and the purple haired girl from Spanish. Violet. All three were listening intently to something that was playing on an iPod on the table in front of them. Corliss pulled me all the way across the room, stopping at the one of the largest tables I had seen.

"Okay, everybody. This is Max. This is her first day here." She said, nudging me forward.

"We know, Cor. Everybody knows." Someone groaned from down at the far end.

"Wow, I feel famous." I muttered. A few people laughed.

"Sit down already, Max! I want to get to know this 'premonition of an interesting person!'" The person called. This time, I laughed, surprising myself. This guy must have been in my Spanish class.

"Are you sure you want to follow through with that?" I teased, plopping down. The person I had sat next to chortled.

"I think it's too late for me," Sam said, grinning.

"Oh! Hey," I said. I was liking this guy more and more. He just kept popping up. Corliss sat down across from us.

"How are you liking Truman, Max? It been okay so far?" She asked. Before I could reply, she stood up abruptly and started waving. "Hey, Ella! Over here!" I turned around in my seat. And what before my wondering eyes should appear but my sister? She looked flustered, looking around the lunchroom for the source of the voices. Finally, she spotted us and began to head over, having to stop every once in a while to let someone pass. That right there was a prime difference between us. I probably would have just barged right through.

"Whew," She said, once she had reached us, setting her tray down. "This cafeteria is huge."

Corliss shrugged. "You get used to it."

"Hey, why doesn't your sister sit with you? Does she know where you are?" Ella asked, spotting Maeve across the cafeteria.

"No. I mean, yeah. But we don't usually…sit together." Corliss explained.

"Oh." There was an instant lull in the conversation. Oh, Ella.

"Anyway," Corliss said brightly. "How's your first morning here been?" She scooted over to let Ella in.

"Crazy," Ella admitted; "Meh," I said at the same time. Corliss laughed, then looked apologetic.

"Oh, sorry, Ells. Guys, this is Ella. Max's sister."

"We know, Cory!" The same guy yelled, laughing. He had dark skin and extremely white teeth. "OMG, do you think we're dumb?" The people on the other end of the table laughed. Some of them, I noticed, were the girls that had been with Lissa when she and I had had our big showdown. They weren't giving me the evil eye, though, so it was all good.

"Do you want me to answer that?" Corliss replied. She turned back to Ella and I. "That's Rush. He's an idiot."

"I gathered." I said dryly. Rush laughed again, then waggled his index finger at me. He was extremely handsome, even though just then he had reminded me of my mother. He also seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood.

"Uh-uh, girlfriend. You seem like one of those attitude-y people. We're in for some trouble." He smiled to show me he was joking.

"Attitide-y?" I said.

"Ah, see, there we go. Attitide-y." I fought back a laugh (I had laughed quite enough for one morning) and grinned at him instead.

"Much better." A flash of gleaming white teeth.

"Anyway," Corliss soldiered on. "Max, Ella, that's Erica, Kelsey, Sam, Olive, and Nate." The people in question waved. "You know the idiot." Rush mocked hurt. "Okay, now look over there." We looked over at the table she was pointing to, across the aisle from ours. It was chock-full 'o boys. Very tall, very good-looking boys. "That," She said, pointing to a pale boy with reddish blond hair, "Is Iggy. Ignatious, really, but who wants to be called that? And that," She said, pointing to a dark-haired boy wearing black who I hadn't noticed before. "Is F-Elias. My brother."

Fan-freaking-tastic.

"Excuse me, what is she doing here?" A demand, complete with a flip of bright red hair and flashing green eyes.

Even better.

Who's in trouble, Max or Lissa? Though I'm sure we all know well enough… ;)

Remember to review! I'll start writing longer chapters soon; I'm just waiting for the story to pick up a little. -M