Disclaimer: Max isn't mine. Uhhh, de ja vu! I've typed that a lot already.

Thanks for all the reviews. You guys responded explosively. Now, today is Wednesday so if I don't get this posted for a while you can see that I have been working on it. BY the way, none of you have reviewed the Twilight fic I posted. Hint hint clue clue. Here goes.

Max POV

Our next day of school was rather uneventful until science class. Of course, the black hole of the school. This school.

I accidentally arrived early and some how, without the other older members of my flock. Don't ask me how.

Sam was sitting on my desk. There was no way around it. I approached him. He said, "Hi Max, or Kate. Long time no see."

I told him, "My birth mother told me that she had wanted to name me Kate, so I adopted it."

"Your birth mother? I thought you and your siblings were adopted by missionaries. Care to explain?"

He was speaking lightly, but I knew that he was mad, probably suspecting the lies. Well, I would make the lies believable. "Our adoptive parents decided to tell us about our birth families after we ran out of the school. They're a nomadic group that decided they couldn't raise kids. We really wanted to rejoin them, though, so we made a compromise. None of us are really siblings now. Just best friends." Pretty good if I do say so myself.

Apparently he was convinced, "That's great for you!"

I asked, "So, how did you wind up here?"

"Well after the gun incident my parents took me out of school and a month after that we sold our house and moved here. I don't really mind. It's nice here. No uniforms except in gym, which we have in the same period by the way." I was suspicious of how he knew that, but decided to let it slide. He asked, "Now, I'm dieing to know why you called me an 'Eraser.' Is that some slander term? Did I do something to upset you?"

I just couldn't bring myself to hate him, "No, it just slipped out; I was under a lot of stress and running on adrenaline after being attacked by gun carrying teachers."

I think he would have talked more, but the rest of the class came in and he had to go to his seat.

At the end of the period he walked with me to gym, getting caught up with me. We split at the locker rooms. Before going in I reminded Fang and Iggy, "Change in private. Or I slit your throats and we run away."

They rolled their eyes at me of course.

We all got uniforms from the teacher, and then I went to be unsocial in the locker room. The bathroom stall was tight, but no one said anything about my unwillingness to be seen. A senior girl told me, "You'll be fine so long as you aren't weak. We're playing dodge-ball today."

Fine with me. Let the fight be started. Of course, I would have to control myself a little.

Okay, so that was faster than I thought it would be. Now, that I've narrowed it down, what do you want to happen in dodge-ball?

The next chapter will be either Fang's or Iggy's point of view.

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