Chapter 35- The New Life

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Max

"Wake up, Max," a soft voice whispered into my ear and I leaned back into my soft pool inflatable.

"Could you pass the smoothies?" I asked, crossing my legs but not opening my eyes.

"Max, wake up, we're going to be late," Angel said again.

"MAX! IT'S THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AREN'T YOU EXCITED!" a loud shriek startled me awake.

I opened my eyes just in time to see Nudge pounce on me and Ella waiting by the door. "Oof!" I cried as Nudge landed on me.

She promptly hopped off, her brown curls bouncing. She looked like she was already ready to go to school. How long has she been up?

"It's seven o' clock, Max. There's only half an hour before we have to leave to catch the bus. Why aren't you awake? Oh, look, you're alarm clock isn't on. You must've forgotten. And you have to let Ella and I dress you for your first day. Fang and all the other boys are going to go crazy-" I cut her off with a sharp glare.

"I. Was. In. A. Pool! In. The. Carribean!" I growled at her and brushed my bangs back as I reluctantly got out of bed. Something smelled delicious.

"That sounds like a great dream!" Nudge says while looking through my closet and throwing clothes at me. Does she not realize that she woke me up from that?

She says something else but it's muffled by fabric in the closet. Ella lays out the clothes on my bed and I look over her shoulder in horror.

Pink. Aaaaall pink.

It was a pink shirt and white jean capris with pink lace on the back pockets, pink ballerina flats (where did we even get those) and a pair of pink earrings.

"NO no no no no! Absolutely not! I'm not wearing that!" I protest.

"Fine," Ella huffs and launches herself into the closet with Nudge and after many outfits later, I finally agreed on one with no pink, lace, ribbons, ruffles, and skirts. They let me wear a blue t-shirt that didn't show too much of my chest, jean shorts and strappy gold sandals. Seriously. Where did all these shoes come from?

Ella, Nudge and Angel clapped their hands in glee and Ella nodded to Angel who turned her big blue eyes to me. "What's going on?"

"IT'S MAKE UP TIME!" the exclaimed and I was about to struggle but then I felt Angel in my head and everything went black.

By the time I woke up again about ten minutes later, I found myself made up so that every miniscule blemish was hidden and my eyelids looked slightly smoky but pretty natural. My lips were sticky and I guessed they put some kind of lipstick on it.

"Can I not?" I groaned.

"You don't have time to get rid of it," Nudge reminded.

I was about to head downstairs for breakfast because by now my stomach was growling, but Fang pulled on my arm, "Hey, we're going to be late, where are you going?"

"What?" I exclaimed, outraged, "I haven't eaten yet!"

Then I saw Kate and her merry band of mutants sitting calmly at the kitchen table, "Hey! How come they don't have to hurry?"

"We're not going to school, Max," Kate told me passively, sipping a coffee from the Autumnal Star.

Mom stepped into the kitchen, wiping her hands on a rag before going to stove to check on the pancakes. "Yes, Max, now hurry up."

"But…food!" I wailed before being dragged out the door.

After collecting our schedules from the front office, I went to sit in homeroom and contemplate life's most inner workings. They decided to split all of us up so the only classes I had in common with Fang, Iggy, Nudge and Ella were Lunch, Art with Ella and Fang, and English with Iggy. Our school, Greenview Lincoln, had the middle school and high school combined so Nudge was with us. Gazzy and Angel went to the elementary school nearby. I hope they're doing well. I was still upset that Kate, Star, Holden and Ratchet didn't have to go to school but they did have jobs and since Mom didn't have any real hold over them (besides food and a place to stay), she didn't push the subject. Mom wanted Angel and I to go to school and because of that, Fang wanted to come with me to make sure I didn't get into any trouble, Iggy didn't want to be home all day, and Gazzy would be bored at home without Angel and Iggy so they all came too. Iggy and I were Juniors, Fang was a senior, and Ella was a sophomore.

Iggy and Ella were openly dating and they're probably going to get married the minute Ella turns eighteen and it's legal for her to. Actually, with a guardian's permission, they could probably get married but who knows. Ella wants to wait anyways and Iggy's getting pretty antsy about it.

All day, I heard girls talking about Fang and how hot he is. He is but still, I wanted to rip their throats out but I couldn't, or I'll get myself expelled. Don't we make it obvious that we're together? Is kissing or hugging every moment we can, not enough for these people? By the end of the day, Fang had his own little fan club full of girls who are convinced he's going to dump me and get together with one of them. I bite down a growl every time I hear another girl shrieking his name and how he glanced at them last hour or during lunch. HE'S MINE.

So when the day was over, I couldn't wait to get on the bus back home and talk to Fang about this.

That is until I heard he wasn't going to be coming home until later because he's trying out for basketball.

Angel

I love this place. Everyone loves me. And it's not because I forced them to with my mind... Okay, maybe I used mind control on some of the mean teachers but otherwise, I'm a perfect angel. *Insert eye batting here*

"Hi, Angel!" Tiffany called. Tiffany is my best friend in the whole world. Well, after Gazzy. Gazzy's my special friend. Tiffany's a girl so she's different.

"Hi, Tiffany!" I wave back.

She hands me a small pink invitation with balloons on it, "Would you like to come to my birthday party?"

"Sure!" I gush, taking the invitation. I've never been to a party before. I've been to celebrations back at the realm but never a party. This is going to be so fun.

She gives me a big smile and runs off to the next kid.

We were out for recess and I was swinging on the swings. I loved the swings, especially since Max didn't let us shift to fly anymore in the city unless it's at night and Mom's supervising.

Angel…Angel, sweetie. A voice breathed into my mind as if someone was whispering in my ear.

I whipped my head around to find the source. Then I spotted a man beside a car at the edge of the playground. He kind of looked like… Daddy?

Angel, come here. He thought.

I looked around and all the teachers are gone mysteriously. I run towards him. But as I get the gate open, he starts to look less and less like Daddy. He opens his arms and I cautiously back away. He smiles, wryly, secretively. Then a pair of burly arms wrap around me and a cloth is pressed to my face. I faint straight away.

Fang

"Hey, what's your name, new kid?" a blonde muscled guy a little bit shorter than I was asked.

"Fang," I say, impassively.

"Fang, huh? What's that, some sort of emo nickname?" he snickers, and gestures for people to watch.

I smirk, "Are you trying to start something?"

He got nose to nose with me, "I am."

I sensed his punch before he threw it; I grabbed his wrist and twisted it back towards him until he fell to the ground. He swung kicked at my legs but I jumped up onto the podium. The teacher wasn't here yet, thank god.

The crowd silenced is shock. I probably jumped higher than anyone they've ever seen besides star athletes. I got down quietly and moved to my desk.

"Hey," a taller brown-haired guy greets me.

"What?" I snap.

"How about joining the basketball team?" he offers, putting a hand out for me to shake, "I'm Drew Montgomery."

"Fang," I shake his hand and lean back into my chair.

"Tryouts are tonight, you should come."

"Okay," I relent. It might be fun. I'll ask Iggy to join us too.

"Cool, see you."

And suddenly I was admitted into the strange world of high school.

So, what do you think is going to happen to Angel? Please leave a review down below and I'll try to update as soon as possible.