Disclaimer: Clearly not mine or I'd be writing a book. Another one.
Max POV
In English class they were finishing up a book, so the teacher pretty much excused the three of us from any work concerning that topic. She was pretty easy-going, if a little disorganized. She let us sit where ever we wanted. I sat next to Maria who seemed pretty eager to talk to me some more. I didn't trust any of them, but I was enjoying myself… hmm, maybe Fang was right.
Speaking of Fang, Maria whispered to me, "Is Nick like a brother to you?"
Tough question. I immediately felt suspicious of the prying, but told myself to calm down. "It's different. He's my best friend and other than that I don't know." I tried to keep it at a volume she could hear, but no one else could. I think I succeeded.
"Then he needs to work out some issues. You're going to have a lot of admirers here and he didn't look ready for that." Abruptly, she turned her attention back to the lesson and I was left with puzzling out the emotionless Fang. Of course I didn't get anywhere.
When the period ended, I walked with Fang and Iggy to our lockers in silence. Fang wasn't going to break a long tradition and talk more than me, so that left Iggy no one to converse with.
How selfish of me. But I was preoccupied. Currently, I was going over possible reasons for fly-boys to show up. Okay, so I was distracting myself, but not without cause.
Social studies and Spanish were pretty uneventful, although the classes weren't bad. I found out that Jordan wasn't exactly the smartest sophomore and we'd been put in a level two Spanish class because my mother is Latino. Joy. We would really be struggling if our minds didn't work faster and better than a normal human's.
Our next class wasn't a class, but lunch. There wasn't enough food offered per student so we had brought our own 1500 calorie lunches. There weren't many freshmen in this lunch period, but it didn't matter because I gave in and insisted that Iggy, Fang and I eat together. A few minutes after we sat two more people came over to our table and asked permission to join. I looked up and found Jordan and Aaron. Great. Not.
Unfortunately Iggy had already given them the go-ahead to sit. So now I'm seated at a table full of boys. Always the tom-boy, but I can't help it, can I?
Iggy POV
Lunch was okay with me. No teachers breathing down my neck and no one worrying about "the disabled blind kid." Admittedly the noise was a bit much, but I could handle it.
Max and Fang weren't giving anything away, but I felt comfortable with elaborating on our lie and cover-story. Apparently it was interesting to the other guys at our table.
About half way through the period I heard Max stand abruptly. She said, "I'm going to the vending machine. Do you want to come get a soda with me, Fang?" Of course. She had to have her second-in-command with her just in case of an attack.
As expected, Fang agreed to accompany her. However, after they left, I heard the others at the table, shift in my direction. I asked, "What." Oh, maybe, I should have let them address me; that might have been creepy.
Jordan explained, "Okay, man, you need to let us in on this. Your friend if totally hot and acts completely unavailable while Fang tries so hard not to claim her. I might not be good at Math but social dynamics do make sense to me."
Hmm, try being a gossip and risk being beaten up, or be a loyal bird-boy. Well, I need some one to confide this in. I told them, "Well, you didn't hear this from me, but there was something up between them last night and I know that he can hardly stand it when he's around her. He's quiet, but even more so in front of her sometimes. Dude, you should be careful not to get on his bad side, but it might do M-Kate some good to relax." Crud. Back out now!
"Y'know she is so hot. Your friends are messed up." I had to stop myself from laughing at the bird-kid irony in that.
Aaron hissed, "They're gonna' come back soon."
"What are they doing now?" I asked.
Aaron told me, "She just shoved him against the vending machine and he shoved her back. God, they're violent." Too true. Too neccisary. "And here they come." A minute later he added, "Hi, Kate." Ugh. I can't believe that DR. Martinez had been planning on naming Max that.
She didn't say anything so I assumed that she had either nodded or smiled. A moment later she asked me, "What do we have next period?"
"Biology."
Of course she groaned. Jordan sounded puzzled, "I thought that you'd never been to school before."
Max told him sinisterly, "Oh, we received plenty of schooling in that subject."
Aaron laughed lightly, "Well then, you should do just fine. The class is pretty big, but we manage. There are twenty-three, now twenty-six students."
Great. We don't do well in crowds. Especially not crowds in anti-septic filled rooms where they teach you about the kinds of things that white-coats specialize in. I was almost starting to hyper-ventilate just thinking about it.
Fang had been so quiet that if I hadn't been able to hear his breathing, I would have sworn he'd left.
Just as I finished working myself up the bell rang. Great.
I have a certain character that might come back next chapter. He'll add spice to the story. Do you want Fang to pick a fight? What do you want to happen in gym class on their second day of school? Review! I know you people are out there! You can't hide from me! P.s. I hope you had a great Halloween with lots of tricks and a little treats. I'm evil, I know. Review or I'll make a huge cliffie!