Angel heard Max groan when Fang walked in. According to Max's thoughts, they were not at all good friends. In fact, Max hated him and Fang hated, though Angel didn't understand why. He had done nothing to her, nor did she to him. So he didn't really have to work for a good grade, or for anything in his life while she struggled for a -C every day. She was a punky outcast people practically feared because of her unnatural streangth, though Angel knew that was part of her powers peeking. On the other hand people practically bowed down to him since to most of the girls in the room, he looked like a "Greek god," and he was perfect in everyone's eyes and-

Yeah, Angel would hate this guy too. There was no such thing as perfect. Her and her friends were proof.

When Fang took his seat in front of Angel, Max groaned again, more audible this time. Fang turned around and glared at her. "Nice to see you too Ride," he sneered at her.

"Likewise Walker. Although I have had enough of your disgusting face for one day," Max snarled back. Angel and Iggy watched the too intently.

Um… Iggy?

Yeah Ange?

This is gonna be harder than we thought.

How so? Iggy thought sarcastically.

Well uh, remember when I said I would finish explaining about these two later?

You left something important out didn't you?

Yup.

Damn it Angel you gotta stop doing that!

I know I know! I'll tell you-everyone-when we get back to Gazzy's place, ok? Its really important we get them to like each other though.

Why-

Shh! Teacher! Look up! Angel cut of their mind-talk because Miss Sally had started to eye them suspiciously. Iggy still hasn't figured out how not to look like a zombie while she spoke to him, though they have only known each other five years. It took Gazzy ten years, and not surprisingly, Nudge two. There was a reason Nudge was her Second anyway.

"As I was going to say," Miss Sally said, "we have two new students starting today." She gestured to Angel and Iggy and everyone turned to face them.

"Why don't you introduce yourselves?" Miss Sally suggested with a small welcoming smile. Angel smiled back and yanked Iggy up and out of his seat, walking to the from of the room.

"Hi I'm Angel Sutton," she said with a small smile and a slight wave.

"Hey, I'm Ig- oof!-er… James Smith. But uh, just call me Iggy," he said, glaring at Angel who had somehow managed to punch his thoughts, something he had no idea she could do.

A giggle could be heard in the room. Max turned her head to the girl across the isle from her then shook her head and rolled her eyes, a small smile playing on lips. Confused, Angel reached out to Max's thoughts and found the girl who giggled was Ella Martinez, Max's half sister.

Angel turned back to Miss Sally who was giving her a stern look. Angel shook her head slightly at her, signaling she'd explain to the teacher later. Miss Sally sighed and gestured to them to sit back down so she could finish talking.

"Thank you Angel and uh, Iggy. Anyway, I would also like to say that we will be starting a project in groups of four." At that, the room was filled of disappointed groaning. Miss Sally, who was usually very cheerful, upbeat, and rarely got upset with anyone, glared fiercely at the entire class, causing a few people to jump.

"Oh hush its an easy assignment, be glad I'm not making it an twenty page essay that includes difficult research and fifteen different sources in only book form that would be needed to be completed with no help from anyone whatsoever and turned in in two days time like Mr. Rogers is!"

Immediately, the class became quiet.

Miss Sally cleared her throat and lowered her voice. "Like I was saying, you will be assigned to a group of four people. In your group, you will read and analyze carefully the book I will be giving you. Each person will give their own thoughts and opinions in full detail, then switch their paper-yes paper Amanda- around with the group. Are we clear?"

"Yes Miss Sally," the class responded.

"Good. Now, in each group there will be one person that would be considered the leader. I will hand you the books and the list of people you are working with. Now everyone, gather your things together and be ready to move seats while I pass the lists out," Miss Sally said, holding up a small stack of papers.

Max was really not looking forward to the stupid project. It would mean working with people. Max hated working with people. People are morons! Well most people anyway. In fact, there was barely anyone in the room she didn't have a problem with. Like Lisa Milton, the girl has been giving Max the evil eye since the year started, and they've never even spoken to each once! In fact, at that moment, Lisa was staring at her with pure hatred. Max ignored the annoying girl.

Miss Sally passed by her desk and set down a piece of paper. Damn it! Why me? Picking the paper up, Max read the names listed and their jobs assigned.
Leader: Maximum Ride
Book Keeper: Angel Sutton
Analyzer: James Smith
Editor: Nick Walker- wait wait wait. Nick? As in Fang? FANG IS IN MY GROUP!?

"Uh, Miss Sally?" Max asked through clenched teeth as she walked up to Miss Sally's desk in the front of the room.

"Yes Max?"

"Can I not have this one person in my group?"

"I'm afraid you can't switch people out Max, sorry," Miss Sally gave Max a pat on the shoulder and walk away. Damn.

Groaning in frustration, Max walked up to the three other people in her group who were all talking together.

"Hey guy's, looks like you're all in my group," she said, glaring at Fang, who glared right back.

"Great!" Angel exclaimed, trying to distract the two's eye contest of doom. "So, what's the book we're reading?" she asked.

Max shifted her gaze to Angel then looked down at the paper she held. "Looks like 'A Brave New World'" she replied.

"Awesome! I've read that before, its pretty damn good," said Iggy, sounding genuinely excited. Max smiled at his cheerfulness.
"All right then, let's get started."

"I hate school I hate school I hate school I hate school I hate school I hate school I freakin hate school! That sucked so bad! I had almost every class with those two kids and most of the time they were at each other's throats! Insult after insult! I thought I was gonna have to hit someone! And you and Ig-tard over here-"

"What the hell I did nothing to you!"

"-weren't even in any of those damn torturous places they call classrooms with me! What was the point of bringing me along anyway? I wanted to slap those two soooooo bad! And-"

"NUDGE DAMN IT SHUT UP OR I WILL DUCT TAPE YOUR MOUTH AGAIN!" Gazzy yelled from somewhere downstairs. Yeah, Nudge was so loud she was heard anywhere outside Angel's room. A bit of a depressing thought really.

"Nudge, I know your upset, bet I sensed one Chaser on two of the classes you had, and the other in mine and Iggy's English class," said Angel, rubbing her temples.

"So what are we gonna do?" Iggy asked.

"I have no idea. We need a plan though and fast. I felt three different sources of hate: one from Max and the other-"

Nudge interrupted her. "Wait wait wait. Max felt hate? Why?"

Angel sighed in frustration and fatigue. "Max hates Fang, Fang hates Max."

"Oh. That makes sense."

"Anyway, the third one I'm positive was coming from the Chaser; it was way stronger than the Chosen's hatred for each other combined."

"Damn. How the hell are we gonna get two of the most powerful Chosen Children who hate each other's guts to play nice, and get rid of these Chasers?" Iggy asked. Angel glared at him.

"I'm working on it. Now you two get out, I need a nap." Nudge and Iggy nodded and were about to leave the room when Angel said, "Wait. Iggy, you know Miss Sally?"

"Yeah?"

"She's actually Sandra Sky. As in-

"The Protector of Chosens," Gazzy said entering the room. Angel nodded.

"Aunt Sandra."

yay new chapter! i hope you guys enjoyed that.

please please please please please please please R&R! i enjoy writing this but this story isn't exactly, well, read as much i hoped it would be. so please? please? i'll give you a cookie?

~silver