Ok. I thought I'd mainly focus on Iggy, Max, and Fang, but I'll occasionally switch over to Nudge, Angel, and Gazzy. OK?

Iggy POV

Let's see? I'm having a pretty crappy day, huh? Wait. Shh. I hear something.

"So he's blind, but knows nothing? Not even Braille? What is this?"

This was coming from behind a door. Pretty bad door, if you ask me. This woman, who must be pretty mean, was making me feel like crap. I slumped back in my chair, ears barely straining to hear the rest of the conversation.

"Natalie, please. He's a student, it's a challenge, I get it! Please, though, do your best. He needs it. Valencia said he's been through a lot. It was a surgery gone badly. He still remembers seeing." The man sighed. "Do it for me."

There was a long pause, the woman contemplating his words.

"Fine, I'll do it Chuck, but only for you. I'm hoping for a raise too." She said, kidding.

The man chuckled. "I knew you couldn't turn down a challenge."

I heard a door open with a creak and the clicks of heels come my way. I popped my head up and stared in that general direction.

"Hello Jeff! My name is Ms. Perreta! I'm so glad to have you as a student this year. I know we're gonna learn a lot together, OK?" she rattled, cheerily as she could muster up to.

Ugh. I felt like stabbing her.

"Ms. Perreta, with all due respect, Shut up. Stop acting like I'm an idiot 'cause I'm not." I snapped.

Ms. Perreta gasped. "Now Jeff, why would you say a thing like that?" She asked in that really bothersome voice.

"Ms. Perreta, do you understand the concept of being blind?" I whisper shouted. "I heard you. I have probably more skills that could be useful to a blind person than you could teach me." I tried to give her an angry face.

"Well, Jeff," She said in a clipped tone, "that's too bad for the both of us then, because we're stuck together." She let out a huff of approval and stood up. "Shirt or stick?" she asked.

"Stick." I replied glumly, and I pulled out the long white stick. This was going to be a long day.

I walked behind Ms. Perreta, following the sound of her shoes and brushing the stick in front of me, clearing the debris to prevent myself from tripping. Ms. Perreta opened a door and called me over to come in.

"Class," She announced when she closed the door behind me, "This is our new student, Jeff."

The class mumbled a weary 'hi Jeff' and went back to whatever they were doing before.

"Umm… Ms. Perreta? What is everyone doing?"

"Well," Ms. Perreta said, "They are all doing specific activities to help them in the real world. You, though, will be learning to read."

"Yay."

3rd Person POV

"Ok, so what does this mean?" Ms. Perreta asked him.

Iggy's face was strewn with concentration as he ran his callused fingers over the small raised bumps.

"I have no fnicking idea." The teacher sighed. In all 7 years of her teaching, she had never encountered someone as stressing as he was. As hard as this boy, well, teenage boy, tried, he still didn't get it.

"Ok, that was a "B", ok?" She said, patiently and nicely as she could. This was going to be a looong day, she thought, and continued to teach Iggy, or in her case, Jeff, to read.

"Listen," Iggy told Ms. Perreta, exasperatedly, "This is pretty pointless to me. I don't really need to know how to read this." Ms. Perreta just smiled.

"Well, if you don't know, then how will you go to a public restroom without knowing which is which?" She smirked. Iggy, though seemed to have to think about it.

"Well," He said finally, "I'll just ask F- I mean Nick to tell me which is the men's room." He sat back in his chair and smirked.

"Yeah, but what happens when Nick is married and had 2 kids and his wife wants him home helping her instead of his blind brother finding the right bathroom? Grow up Jeff, you'll be on your own one day, no one will be there forever, you know. One day you'll be alone, do you hear me? And No BODY wants to waste their life helping some idiot who refused to learn Braille." She was practically shouting. This little punk thought he could outsmart her now. Ha. She'd like to seem him try.

The other students who heard or saw paid no attention. It happened every time that a new student came. She would break them.

She leaned back in her chair, basking in the glory of a student's defeat. She smiled, knowing that there was no way he could come back.

"You… You call yourself a teacher?" He roared. The other students turned, though the other blind girl couldn't see him, and three of the deaf kids just saw him stand, but they all paid attention.

"You don't know ANYTHING! You don't know me," he shouted. Iggy felt his anger broil over, emotions running strong. "Max cares about me; she would never let that happen. They would never leave me, got that lady? And guess what? I am grown up! I've been through more than you know! I've been, ugh I can't even tell you what I've been through." Iggy took a breath, he wasn't done yet.

Ms. Perreta just stared at him. Maybe this time she'd taken it too far.

"I hate you, you know? Just for saying that. I'm NOT STUPID! NO one would say they're wasting their life with me." Tears were streaming down his face.

Ms. Perreta had definitely taken it too far, and she knew it.

"Fang won't, Max won't, Nudge won't, Gazzy won't, Angel won't, no no no."

Ms. Perreta was confused now. Now, Jeff (to her) was speaking nonsense.

"I still remember what it's like to see, *itch." He said, breath on her face.

The blind girl sighed. She wished she could.

"But I'm glad I can't, cause I can't see your ugly face. You should go to hell, or better yet, Tartarus, stuck with all the monsters." He wiped his face. "Don't follow me." He said, and without knocking into anything, ran out into the hallway.

Olive, the blind girl, stood up, as if she could follow him too.

Sorry about this weird A/N

Olive isn't really anyone special yet. Just wait until we know more about her.