Chap. 15
I'm A Jedi - in - Training

Max POV
Stupid. Frustrating. BORING. The words I apply to school.

Today was WEIRD. In the school, we were greeted with a lot of 'May the Force be with you!'s and 'HELP ME, JEDI!'. What's UP with that?

"Max," Fang muttered. "Is this for real or am I dreaming?"

I started to laugh. "You have SUCH weird dreams," I told him.

He rolled his eyes. Sigh… Those EYES...

Fang POV

(A/N: Am I switching POV's too fast? I just wanted to show what Max thought about school and stuff.)

There was something going on with our school today, or I was having a dream.

"Max," I asked quietly, "Is this for real or am I dreaming?"

She started laughing. "You have SUCH weird dreams," she said.

I just rolled my eyes and said nothing. These people must be Star Wars obsessed.

Then, a kid walking by caught my attention. He was giving Max once – over, checking her out.

Damn. I grit my teeth together, and put a hand on Max's waist. She smiled at me.

The kid smiling at her looked like he was on dope, or something. Still staring at Max, he tripped over… nothing. Needless to say, his books went flying everywhere. Dork.

Everyone keeps their books in their backpacks, stupid.

"Whoa, are you okay?" asked Gazzy. Such a sweet kid. I could never be like him.

"Y – Yeah," he said, still staring at Max. Well, at her – you know.

Max seemed to just notice him. She immediately became wary, like she always did.

"I'm N – Newty. Uh, I – I mean, Newton. Err… yeah." Great. A stutterer. I mean, he even got his own frickin' name wrong, man! "You can call me Michael. I'm a Jedi – in –

training."

"Jedi?" Max asked, finally interested in that dork. "Why is everyone in this school so obsessed about Star Wars or whatever it's called?"

"Oh," said the 'Newton' kid, like he was unable to believe some hottie like Max would talk to him, "It's Star Wars week."

I was horrified. A whole, long, ENTIRE week?

"That explains it," Max said, "You need help with those books?" To my utter disgust, she leaned down to help pick up some of Newton's books. Newton looked like he was in

heaven.

Pervert.

Max POV

I had actually purposely flashed Newton one. Such a sexist. He was staring at my… chest, not even bothering to hide it. Are all the boys here like that?

"What the fuck are you doing, Max?" asked Fang's furious voice in my ear.

I just smiled and pretended nothing was happening and I was just helping a poor kid who had dropped his books in the hall. Fang would be mad, though. Really, enormously

mad. I would have to make it up to him. Hmmm…

As I was getting up, I 'flashed' Fang just to get him to grin. And it worked. I put on my 'I'm – irresistible – and – I – know – it' smile. Fang rolled his eyes, again.

"See you around," I said to Newton. He scrambled up and was off in a flash. To Fang, I said, "Let's get to class."

Fang POV

Everyone was checking Max out today, even this jock who was standing in the hallway surrounded by his fangirls. They were all idiots, none of them good enough for Max. She

wasn't just hot, she was beautiful. She wasn't just smart, she was cunning. And Max's voice would never, ever be just nice. It was amazing. The point is, Max is special. No one

can just pretend to love her. She saw through all of those asses.

"Hey Nick!" chirped Layla. She was in the row in front of me and Max. "Hey Max!"

To my surprise, Max uttered a pleasant, very un – Maxlike "Hey." Even Layla seemed shocked.

"Guess what?" Layla asked us. Well, more like told than asked.

"What?"

"Mike Newton and I are going out!" she said.

NEWTON?! The kid who was staring Max's boobs down?

"That's great," I said mechanically. Max gave me a look. She was just as confused as I was. If they were going out, shouldn't Newton have been with Layla?

"Thanks!" Layla was practically beaming with pride. Guess she's never had a boyfriend. She chattered on, talking about Mike this, Mike that.

This is gonna be a LONG day.

A/N: I know a lot of you were looking forward to Fang's reaction to everyone hitting on Max. I took the Mike Newton character from Twilight and changed him around a bit. :]

Now he's a perverted, self-centered, slow dork. I didn't know if his full name was Michael or not, but it fit, 'cause Mike can be used as a nickname for Michael…

Did you enjoy this one? Or did I switch POV's too fast? It was for the effect, to show how Fang and Max viewed the events differently.

More action/saving the world stuff will be coming up in the next...oh, three to four chapters. And the Voice will be back soon.

This is a loooongg A/N. I think it's the longest I've ever done! :D

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