Chapter 2

Max POV

"Hi, roomie."

I turn my head and see a girl my age with short-layered, brownish-black hair and black eyes who's sitting on one of the stools sipping coffee. Or so that's what I think it is.

"Hi. So, we're roommaties?" I ask while I sit up. Wow. I passed out on her bed. What a great way to start my new school year.

Roomie nods. "Yep. No need to say sorry. It's about time I got my own roommate." She continues to sip her coffee-slash-whatever-it-is.

"You didn't have a roommate?" I ask and sit on the other stool. She hands me a cup of coffee. (So I was right.)

"Nope. Since freshman year."

"You must be lucky then. Having the room all to yourself."

"Nah. It gets lonely as time passes by. Though I did enjoy the first two months alone." She laughs.

I laugh with her. I kinda like this girl.

"I'm Aya Akuto." She stretches out her hand.

I shake it. "You're Japanese?"

"No. 'Aya Akuto' is my alias." She grins.

"Why do you have an alias?"

"Every girl in Deveraux goes by their alias." She stated it as if it's a fact.

"Every one has an alias? Why?"

Aya taps her chin. "Well, it's tradition. It dates back to 1892. There was a student who entered Deveraux and she hates her name. She has been wanting to change her name for a long timr, but her parents won't allow her to. So when she entered Deveraux, she changed her name. She loved her new name so much that all her classmates called her by her new name. Some girs were jealous, so they went by their own aliases."

Interesting. . . "It's been like that for a long time?" Aya nods. "What's you real name?"

She smiles the Mona Lisa smile. "My real name doesn't interest you. Have you come up with your own alias?"

"I think I'll stick with my real name." Besides, Maximum Ride isn't really my real name.

Aya nods. "OK. You're probably the first girl to stick with their real name in a long time."

I laugh. Aw, I'm special! "I guess that makes me special then. Tell me more about the school."

Aya squints her eyes in concentration. "Well, Deveraux was built -"

I shake my head. "Not the history. I personally think history is boring."

Aya nods in agreement. "Me too. If you wanna know more about the school, you should ask the student council president. Most girls call her 'Kaichou'."

"Why 'Kaichou'?"

"'Kaichou' means 'president' in Japanese. Don't give me that look. She isn't stuck up or anything. Every girl in this school like her." She stands up and grabs her book bag below the table.

She stops in front of me. "I almost forgot. Here's your schedule and locker combination." She hands me a piece of paper.

I study it and look up at her. "Wait. Do I have a school uniform?"

"Yeah. It's in your closet. Gotta go. I like being early."

I don't. "Bye, Aya."

She waves her hand. "See ya around, Maximum Ride!"

Wait.

How did she know my name?

Once I finished my coffee I open my closet. True enough, there were hangers of school uniforms.

Unfortunately, there are only skirts. And they're mid-thigh.

I grab one of the five blue plaid skirts and replaced my jeans with the skirt.

Unlike the skirts, I had a choice with the tops. They're all white, but in different styles. I remember Aya wore a white short-sleeved blouse and a sky blue necktie.

The choices are a navy blue blazer, a navy blue sweater vest with argyle pattern, fivae long-sleeved button-down shirts and five short-sleeved blouses.

I pick a long-sleeved button-down shirt and roll-up the sleeves up to the elbows.

To my right was a small closet. I open it and see neckties and ribbons and socks. I raise my eyebrows in astonishment. I take a navy-blue necktie and loosely tie it around my neck. the socks come in different sizes. Ankle-high, knee-high, and mid-thigh. I take a pair of black knee-high socks and put them on.

Now for the shoes. I look down and saw the shoes arranged neatly in a line below the clothes. There are a pair of black pumps, tennis shoes a pair of leather boots and a pair of black Converse. That made my eyes widen.

I grab the boots and shove my feet in. Shockingly, it fit perfectly. I take the paper on the table and read it again.

"Where the hell is my bag?" I ask to no one in particular. I find it beside the other empty bed that I assumed is mine. I pull the sling bag over my shoulder and leave the room.

I grab the keys to the dorm room ust in time before I locked the door.

I realize I don't know where my first class is. I turn over the paper I was holding and saw a map with the routes to my classes highlighted.

I smile. "Thanks, Aya."

Another school. Another school year.

Which means another. . .

RRRIIINNNGGG!

I'll get back to that.

First period, I had piano.

Turns out the girld who chose piano were begineers. Here I thought they'd be more advanced, since they're seniors and all. I was the only girl in the class who knows how to play Beethoven's Fur Elise.

Second period, I had P.E.

This is a weird school, not because it's an elite private boarding school for girls, but because the coaches are masters in martial arts and they taught us karate today. I had so much fun kicking and punching girls. Ha-ha. It was already easy for me because I have a black belt in karate.

Thirderiod, now, is Honors English IV.

While waiting for the professor, I scan the room. The English class room is twice as big as my old school'd English room. My eyes stop at the bookshelves.

I stand up and walk towards them. I raun my fingers through the leather covers. I recognize some classic books. Romeo and Juliet, Pride and Prejudice, A Midsummer Night's Dream and more. I've read all of them.

"How are you liking your day so far?" A girl asks me.

I turn to my right and saw a girl with long jet-black hair and sparkly blue eyes holding Hamlet. She smiles cheerfully at me.

"It's third period. I don't know if I like my day." I drop my hand to my side.

"Yeah. I was trying to start a conversation with you. You know, if you need help or something."

I nod. "I do need help. Do you know where Kaichou is?"

She nods. "She's probably in the student council room with the rest of the student council. Why?"

"I wanna know more about the school."

"Good choice. It's highly likely she's with the student council. Do you know where the room is?"

"Yeah. I have a map." I grab my sling bad and leave the classroom. I take out the paper on my pocket and read it.

Turn right on the first corner, turn left when you reach the drinking fountain and turn right at the second corner.

Easy. First day of school and I already ditched class.

I reached the student council room in just a minute. I ran.

I knock on te door. Please let her be here. Please?

"Come in." I turn the knob and push the door open.

It's dark inside the room, so I doubt this is the student council room. "Um. . . Is Kaichou here?" The black swivel chair in front of me turn around.

"Hi, roomie."

I recognize the voice immediately.

"Aya? You're Kaichou?"

Aya grins. "Yeah?"

I suddenly feel outraged. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Aya shrugs. "You didn't ask. I thought you were smarter than that. How can I help you, Max?"

"I need to know more about the school."

"Are you sure it's not 'want'?"

"Fine. I want to know more about the school. Do I get in trouble for that?"

"No," She gets off the chair and stands beside me. "Come on. I'll show you around the school."

"What about my classes?"

"Ariel's gonna take care of those. Now, are you coming or not?"

A/N: Fang will come in the later chapters, don't worry. RnR?