Almost Gone 2

-Max

"And your name is?" Fang asked in voice that made my heart want to melt.

"I'm Max," I said. Fang stuck out his hand for me to shake it. I reached out and took his hand with mine, and then added, "Maximum Ride."

Fang nodded thoughtfully, "Nice to meet you, Max."

I gave him a faint smile, "You too."

The three of us stood in the hallway for a brief second, before Fang interrupted the silence. "So . . . what're you two doing?" Fang's eyes darted back to Iggy and me.

"I got lost on my way to my first period class and I ran into Iggy." My eyes met Fang's. "He offered to take me to my class since he said he knew where it was."

Fang nodded again, "English? That's Iggy's and mine's first period class, too. You're in 10th grade?" He asked curiously.

"Nah, I'm in 9th. But I got but into all of the advanced in my grade, and 10th grade class's since apparently, I'm smart." I gave a small shrug as I started to follow Fang to English.

He gave a little chuckle. "Apparently?"

"Well, I don't want to sound like a show off or anything, so . . . yeah. My dad used to be a scientist."

We made a turn down the long hallways and then went back down the stairs that Iggy'd taken me up to. "Used to be?" Fang asked.

I looked over at him. "I don't know if he still is anymore. He ditched my mom and I two years ago and ran off to live somewhere in Colorado."

Everyone was quiet for a minute.

"My mom's divorced with my dad. I live with him now," Fang said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry." I looked at my shoes as we walked along.

Fang sighed. "Don't be."

I stayed hushed for the rest of the time as they walked to class, the whole time Fang seemed distant.

I tried memorizing all the turns and hallways we'd walked through but I gave up. I knew that I wouldn't be able to memorize the way to class on the first day . . . I was pretty much hopeless.

"Max?" Fang asked me, like he'd asked me a million times before.

"Huh?"

"I called your name like five times. This is our class," he guestured in side of a class room where a man with a thick head of graying hair spoke to the classroom full of students. I guessed he was the teacher, Mr. Crowley.

Fang leaned over to whisper in my ear, his lips brushing my skin and his hot breath tickling my neck, "We can just sneak in. Mr. Crowley's a pretty cool teacher if you're on his good side."

I nodded and followed Fang and Iggy into the back of the classroom, where the three of us grabbed a couple of extra seats.

And my first day of school finally began.

yeah, I know, really really really short, but I didn't have enough time to write something longer cuz my mom wanted me to clean the house today and I really wanted to update today. So, anyways, please R&R

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