I finally got ANGEL and finished reading it. I won't give any spoilers for anyone who hasn't read it, but I do sincerely hope Max and Fang can get back together, if not than be best friends again. I thought it was pretty good. Although it was rushed. Anyways, here's the next chapter.

Max (Aug. 7th)

"Bye mom," I called behind me as the sixth grade patrol opened my door, Ella and Ari right behind me. She smiled and waved, driving off. Ari held my hand and I talked to Ella as we walked in the cafeteria to wait for the first bell to ring. A lot of students were already there, and I quickly spotted James and Gazzy throwing Trix cereal at each other across the table. I slid in next to Nick, Ari sat next to me and Ella sat across from me, next to Nudge and Angel. They're eyes instantly went to Ari.

"Aw, now who's this little cutie," Angel asked, her southern drawl thick from living on her ranch. Ari flashed a shy smile, his brown eyes sparkling.

"This is my little brother, Ari. He's in first grade. And he's really smart." I answered and squeezed his shoulder in praise.

James and Gazzy stopped there war long enough to observe him. "Really smart, huh?" Ari nodded at James' question. "Alright then, what's three times three?"

Ella looked around Nudge and Angel. "You don't even know what that is!"

He ignored her as Ari thought, then grinned. "Nine."

My sister and I grinned. The others were stunned and Nick whistled. "Wow," he said. "He's smarter than James."

Maya sat down on the other side Nick. "Although, whoever that is, it's not that big of an accomplishment."

James looked hurt, and we introduced Ari and explained how smart he was. She was in awe, and the rest of the time, we tested him on things we learned at the end of second grade.

Scene Change

The bell finally rang, and we all walked to our classes. I let the others go on to our class while I took Ari to his teacher like I promised my mom. He was a little confused, 'cause this is his first year in the second building. After I dropped him off, I headed to my class. I had Mrs. Randy, one of the nicest teachers in the school. Nick, James, Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, Dylan, Ella, Sam, J.J., and some other kids I'd seen but hadn't talked to before. Her classroom was friendly looking and had a white carpet in the cleared part in the back and front of the room. The desks were in five groups of three, and I sat next to Dylan and some other blond boy that I didn't recognize. He must be new. I smiled at Dylan and struck up a conversation with him as we both unloaded the supplies from our backpack. When the final bell rang, everyone scurried to their seats and silenced as the teacher walked in the room and shut the heavy dark green door.

Mrs. Randy was a petite woman, with light blond hair cut short and kind looking blue eyes. She walked to the front of the room and smiled big at us. "Hello class. As you know, my name's Mrs. Randy. Welcome to third grade!" We all cheered and she laughed. She took a little bit explaining the rules (there were very few) and helped us put away our books and folders. "Alright then. Now, I want us all to get to know each other so, I want you all to take turns saying your name, then say something about yourself. Okay? Alright, now let's see let's start with… you." She pointed to Nudge, and the ones in class that knew her well groaned. But she simply grinned in her bubbly way and stood up.

"Hi! I'm Monique. Um, let's see something about myself, um, well I love clothes! All kinds of clothes! Especially if they have sparkles I love sparkles! And I love really pretty bright colors like pink and purple and blue and green, teal's really pretty too, but I hate plaid! I mean, it's just so tacky! That's why I'm never going to Scotland or Ireland or wherever the people wear them, 'cause it's just so ugly. But I really want to go to Paris or England, but mostly Paris because it's so pretty, don't you think? I not going to eat snails though because that's really gross. But I love to eat spaghetti that's really good, and with a little bit of garlic bread on the side, that's real good too! But I won't eat this school's spaghetti its way too gross. I mean it's all watery and everything and the-"

"Hurry and shut her up! Or she'll never stop!" James screamed and covered his ears. Nudge glared and sat down in her chair.

Next Angel stood up. "I'm Angel and I have a horse named Rocky."

"I'm Ella, and I'm Maxie's sister."

"I'm Max, and if anyone calls me Maxie, I'm gonna hurt you."

Everyone laughed, and Mrs. Randy looked at me. "Now Max, that's not a nice way to say things. Instead say something like, 'if you call me Maxie you won't be happy.' Something less violent." I just smiled and nodded, thinking about how cool she was. It went like that for the rest of the class; the only ones that I didn't really know were Daniel, the boy that sat across from me, Maddie, Cody, Katie, and Chey (I don't know why she didn't want to be called Cheyenne.)

The teacher clapped her hands together and grinned. "Now who wants recess?"

We all cheered and ran to line up at the door. I was the line leader, and Nick was the door holder. We grinned at each other as he opened the huge dark green door and I lead us across the hallway and out the glass doors to the playground. The other two classes were already out here, I ran with Nick, James, Dylan, Nudge, Gazzy, Ella and Angel to meet Maya, Star, Ratchet, and Kate at the jungle gym that sat in the white sand. When we got there and climbed up (James beat us on the climb with his monkeyness) Star and Ratchet were already arguing and shoving each other. Kate watched shaking her head and Maya was grinning at their entertainment. We were talking (Nudge rambling on about something for a while) and joking there for a while when the kindergarteners came out. A few of them came over next to the jungle gym and started digging tunnels.

"Those were the days," Ratchet started and leaned back. "When all we did with our time was dig tunnels in the sand."

We all looked at him. "That's still almost all we do with our time," Star pointed out.

He thought for a moment. "Oh yeah." Star rolled her eyes at him.

"Hey guys, watch this." James said and grabbed our attention. "Hey, you little kindergarteners!" They looked up at him. "I wouldn't dig in the sand like that if I were you!"

One of them made a face. "Yeah? You guys do it all the time."

"But do you know why we don't do it anymore?" He paused dramatically. "There's bugs in there. And they crawl under your finger nails and get under your skin. Then they eat all your meat and bones and all your organs." They stopped digging and looked at their fingernails, like they could see the bugs. I shook my head. These poor kindergarteners. "It happened to Dylan over there." James said and pointed at Dylan.

We all looked at him expectantly and he was startled to have the spotlight put on him. He caught on quickly and fell back, grabbing his heart. "The pain, oh it hurts, ow God, whoa!" As he was rolling around in fake pain, Dylan fell through the bars and landed on the ground with a dull thump! We all cracked up laughing, while the kindergarteners seemed to realize we were lying and looked pretty peeved off about it.

One of the girls crossed her arms and glared. "You're iggy!"

Another round of laughter hit us, while James looked completely confused. "D-Did she just call me Iggy?"

"I think she meant icky." Dylan sat up from where he fell, rubbing the back of his head.

"You meanie head!" Another one yelled.

Nick shoved James. "Yeah Iggy!" He joked.

"You're a big meanie head!" I laughed and thumped his head.

"Hey! I am not!" He was offended that we were agreeing with the little kids.

We continued laughing as we walked to the courtyard to line up as the teacher called us back in. We waved bye to the others as we went our separate ways and followed Mrs. Randy inside. We sat down, still holding back laughs. Iggy slumped in his chair, pouting. All the others stared at us.

"Now what is with all the giggles?" Mrs. Randy asked. We told her what happened, and she laughed along with us, shaking her head. "Those poor kindergarteners." She turned to Dylan, concerned. "Are you alright? Do you need some ice?" He shook his head, a grin on his face like the rest of us.

"Okay then, now we-" A sharp ring tone cut her off. Her face flushed. "Excuse me, this might be important." She turned around and started talking frantically into her cell phone. She hung up and turned back around. "It wasn't really that important. As I was saying, we're going to have a back to school party!"

We all cheered loudly and Mrs. Randy walked to the back. She pulled out five different kinds of Lays chips, root beer, Sprite, Coke, and a couple other kinds of soda, some brownies, chocolate chip cookies, some sugar cookies with green sprinkles, and she said pizza was on its way. The rest of the day we just talked and pigged out on all the food. She didn't really mind anything we did or said, as long as we weren't hitting each other or something. I'm gonna love third grade.

There we go. The first in their adventures in third grade. Hope you guys liked it. It's not that long, but until high school it's mostly just them messing around like regular kids. And btw, me and my friends have actually had some of the older kids tell us that while we were digging in the sand. And Holden will show up next chapter.