Love is Like a Love Song Chapter 2, a maximum ride fanfic

MAX POV

We let Fang get his schedule at the office, while all the other students rushed past us. About a minute or two, Fang came out studying his schedule.

"Let me see," I said. Then he handed it to me. I looked at it then froze. He has every class the same as me. Except P.E. it's his free period. Oh well. I gave it to Iggy.

"You have every class with us, except P.E. because it's your free period," I told him. He stared at me curiously and nodded. Then Iggy and Fang slapped high fives. I rolled my eyes, and told them to follow me.

"Uh, what do we have right now?" asked Fang. I looked back at him and smiled.

"Music. You'll love it. It's mandatory in this school and the teacher, Mrs. Asset, is awesome. Just don't call her Mrs. Ass, she turns into-"

"A blood drinking, demon-like witch," interrupted a familiar voice. Nudge. Her real name is Monique but we have to nudge her to shut up. She's one of my bestest friends. She has mocha colored skin, she's a fashionista, and she's a chatterbox. She's like my sister. She smiled at me and stood next to me.

Fang laughed. He has an amazing laugh. Wait what?

"Fang this is Nudge. Nudge this is Fang, he's new to this school…He's one of us now," I said as they shook hands.

"Why do you call her-" started Fang.

"Don't ask," interrupted Iggy. He just nodded.

"Pleasure to meet you! It's great we have a new bud! ZOMG! You could totally a part of our band!" she said. He raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth, but got cut off.

"I don't think he should be a part of your band. Since of course your lead singer has a terrible voice. My name's Lissa," said the wicked witch of the west. Lissa is a popular girl at school, with her red hair, green eyes, her bitchy friends, and her slutty clothing.

"Look who's talking," I coughed. She glared at me and winked at Fang. He just rolled his eyes and stared at me. My friends laughed and so did Fang.

"We all know that I'm the best. And hey at least I have an undead brother," she hissed. My blood boiled instantly and I whirled around.

"Hija de su puta madre!" I cussed in spanish. I punched her nose and pushed her back into the lockers. She clutched her nose and whimpered. I gripped her throat while she struggled against my grasp. I punched her face several times.

"Someone grab her!" said one of the students. Just then two strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back.

"Let's go," said Fang. I struggled against his grasp until he finally let go. I whirled around and pushed him away from me. Everyone was staring at me.

"Get out before I send you all to hell!" I snarled. Just then everyone scurried away. I looked over at Nudge and Iggy looked sad and a tear rolled down his cheek. I stepped up to him and hugged him. It's been five years since our older brother Ari died, he was a year older than us.

Mom took him grocery shopping, while we were at school and dad was at work. Since he was suspended for stealing a kid's lunch. She was walking outside the store and heading for her car, when she was assaulted by some guy with a gun, and eventually shot him. After that we were called in to the office and dad took us home. I passed out when I found out. Iggy cried a lot and locked himself in his bedroom. After that day, mom and dad fought every day. Dad telling mom it was her fault and one day they just called it off.

Remembering welled up tears in my eyes but I blinked them back. I let go of Iggy and told him it was okay. He nodded and gripped my hand. Nudge hugged me whispered,

"It's okay, he's some place better now." I nodded and turned to Fang's confused face.

"What was that about?"

"Lissa is a bitch, that's all I'm going to say," I said and stalked off to class. I heard Iggy explain to him as they followed me and Nudge got in the conversation too. I mean, Ari and I had a lot in common. We played with each other all the time when Iggy went to go play video games with a friend of his. He was by best friend.

I sighed and turned around, as I stood outside the door. I put on my tough face again.

"This is it, the Music classroom," I said as we entered. This classroom has music things covering the room. There are instruments in the front and the teacher's desk is in the far right corner. We got in time too. Fang walked up to her and told her what a new student tells a teacher. She said something and smiled.

"Yo Max!" said Sam. He's part of the band too. I spot him, waving his hand in the air, beckoning us to go sit with his. He's got brown hair and brown eyes. He kinda cute, but not as much as Fang. Hold up. I wish I could have not said that. I went over to one of the 35 five desks in the class room. Yeah the classroom is real big. Iggy sat next to him and Nudge sat next to Ig. I sat next to Nudge. We can change desks if we want, but we always sit in the same spot, with an empty desk next to me. I saw JJ sitting next to Sam. They're brother and sister, which means they have the same color of hair and eyes. She smiled and waved. I waved back.

I just love these people. They're my bestest friends and they're my band. Sam plays the drums, JJ plays the keyboard, Nudge is a vocalist or a background singer, Iggy plays bass and sometimes I do too, since we need another person for most songs. Maybe Fang is up for the job. I shrugged.

"You alright?" asked Nudge. I nodded and stared forward. Mrs. Asset stepped forward and introduced Fang.

"Class! This is Fang Walker. He's a new addition to our talented class. He came here all the way from Texas. You can go sit with whomever you want," she said. Her brown hair was up in a high ponytail, she's wearing a grey pantsuit with matching heals and red lip-gloss. She's in her mid-forty's. Fang gave her a fake smile and looked around. He spotted me and looked at the empty seat next to me. He walked over to it, removed his black messenger bag and sat down. I could smell his scent and it was amazing. He wore a cologne that's intoxicating.

He leaned towards me, never taking his eyes off mine. I thought he was going to kiss me, but leaned forward until our cheeks brushed each other and his mouth pressed against my ear. I shivered and felt my cheeks get hot.

"I'm sorry about your brother," he murmured and pulled away slowly.

"Thanks," I whispered. I looked away but felt him smile. He bumped his knee against mine, sending electricity throughout my whole body. I placed my hands on my lap and pretended he wasn't there.

"Can we get my favorite students down here please? I want to show this student how amazing they are." Nudge squealed and stood up.

"Mrs.? Shouldn't that be us?" asked Lissa and motioned her group of populars. Everyone snorted and chuckled. Lissa's cheeks got red with humiliation. In this class everyone is against her. Even the teacher. I rolled my eyes and headed toward the front of the classroom, the guys following me.

"No," said the teacher. She smiled at us and told us to get in our places.

"Max? A little birdy told us you wrote a new song, is that true?" she asked. I smiled and nodded. Everyone cheered and saw Fang smile at me. I looked at my guys and gals, watching them get into place. We don't really need microphones.

"Let's hear it then!" she said and walked over to her desk. I nodded and began a new song we've been practicing. The guys began to play.

(Mr. Know It All by Kelly Clarkson)

Mr. Know It All
Well ya think you know it all
But ya don't know a thing at all
Ain't it, ain't it something y'all
When somebody tells you something 'bout you
Think that they know you more than you do
So you take it down another pill to swallow

Mr. Bring Me Down
Well ya, ya like to bring me down, don't you?
But I ain't laying down, baby, I ain't goin' down
Can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be
Nobody's gonna make a fool out of me
Baby, you should know that I lead not follow

[Chorus:]
Oh you think that you know me, know me
That's why I'm leaving you lonely, lonely
'Cause baby you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me
You ain't got the right to tell me
When and where to go, no right to tell me
Acting like you own me lately
Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me

Mr. Play Your Games
Only got yourself to blame when you want me back again
But I ain't falling back again
'Cause I'm living my truth without your lies
Let's be clear baby this is goodbye
I ain't coming back tomorrow

[Bridge:]
So what you've got the world at your feet
And you know everything about everything
But you don't
You still think I'm coming back but baby you'll see yeah...

Mr. Know It All
Well ya think you know it all
But ya don't know a thing at all
Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me

I finished and everyone cheered loudly. I giggled and slapped Iggy, JJ, Nudge and Sam high-five. Mrs. Asset shushed the class and turned to us. She smiled in approval.

"Fang? What did you think?" asked the teacher. Fang was gaping at me then looked over at the teacher.

"They're amazing," he said. I blushed and smiled.

"I agree, Max can you sing something else?" she said. I thought about it and nodded.

"Alright then! Music maestro," she said. JJ began playing the keyboard after I told them which song.

(Try by P!nk)

Oh oh

Ever wonder about what he's doing?

How it all turned to lies?

Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why

Where there is desire

There is gonna be a flame

Where there is a flame

Someone's bound to get burned

But just because it burns

Doesn't mean you're gonna die

You've gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Eh, eh, eh

Funny how the heart can be deceiving

More than just a couple times

Why do we fall in love so easy?

Even when it's not right

Where there is desire

There is gonna be a flame

Where there is a flame

Someone's bound to get burned

But just because it burns

Doesn't mean you're gonna die

You've gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Ever worry that it might be ruined

And does it make you wanna cry?

When you're out there doing what you're doing

Are you just getting by?

Tell me are you just getting by, by, by?

Where there is desire

There is gonna be a flame

Where there is a flame

Someone's bound to get burned

But just because it burns

Doesn't mean you're gonna die

You've gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

The students cheered even louder and Fang clapped too. "Well! That is extra credit for you and your friends!" she said. I laughed and slapped them high-fived again.

"Fang? Could you sing something for us please?" asked the teacher. I pursed his lips and nodded. We went to our desks, while Fang took an acoustic guitar and sang.

(Please, please, please let me get what I want by The Smiths)

Good times for a change

see, the luck I've had

can make a good man

turn bad

So please please please

let me, let me, let me

let me get what I want

this time

Haven't had a dream in a long time

see, the life I've had

can make a good man bad

So for once in my life

let me get what I want

Lord knows it would be the first time

He strum the guitar strings once more and looked at the class. They cheered for him.

"You're amazing," said the teacher. He just shrugged, put back the guitar and went back to his seat next to me. Then the bell rang.

"Have a good day class!" said Mrs. Asset. As we picked up our stuff, I complimented Fang, something I never do.

"You're really good," I whispered to him.

"I don't think so," he whispered and slung his bag over his shoulder. I shook my head and slung my bag over my shoulder as well.

"My name's JJ and I have to say Fang, you have talent," said JJ as she shook his hand.

"Name's Sam and nice voice bro," said Sam while they shook hands as well.

We all headed toward the next class; Iggy, Fang and I have History, Sam and JJ have P.E. and Nudge has a free period. She usually likes to go to their P.E. class and watch them. As we were getting to our next class I heard an annoying, bitchy voice call Fang. She walked up to him, me standing next to him and Iggy entered the classroom.

"Fang you should hang out with us at lunch and join our band," she said as she smiled at him.

"Nah, I'd rather hang out with Max," he said. My heart fluttered and I felt my cheeks get hot, ever so slightly. She stepped back and laughed. Fang just stared at her.

"Umm, gross. No boy rejects me," she scoffed.

"Honey, I just did," he said. I coughed out a laugh and cleared my throat. Lissa glared at me and stomped off to her bitchy posse. I raised my hand and slapped him high-five.

"I have a feeling we're gonna be good friends," I said as we went into the classroom. Fang smiled at me and nodded.