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High School Rock & Rollers

Ch 2: Running into a Bitch

Max's P.O.V.

Currently I am wondering the halls of my new school –Herbert Lincoln High- looking for my locker. I bet your all wondering where Ella went, you see her locker was in another direction from mine.

I bet she found hers already. I'm looking at every locker number, until I bump into a wall, and fall on my ass.

Damn Max, way to make a good impression on your first day of school. The little voice in my head told me.

Shut up, I didn't ask you. I told the voice.

"Are you alright?" a voice said.

I look up and see this guy face to face with this guy…..a hot guy.

He was kneeling down in front of me.

"Yea, I'm fine I guess."

He helped me up. Then I got a really good look at him. In other words I was checking him out.

He was wearing a black shirt, dark blue jeans, red shoes, and a gray beanie. He had olive tone skin, he had hair like this actor I know, oh Avan Jogia, there we go, he had hair like him. And he had eyes darker than black. (AN: his outfit is on my profile :D)

Oops, I guess he noticed I was checking him out because he was smirking.

"I'm, Nick, but everyone calls me Fang. And you are?"

"I'm Maximum, but everyone calls me Max"

"So you're new, do you need help?"

"Yea, I can't find my locker, can you help me?" I said handing him the piece of paper with the locker number on it.

"Oh, you're next to me. Follow me."

We walked for about three minutes. A red head gave me a dirty look. She was wearing this pink top that was, well, it was inappropriate for school, for a hooker it was perfect. She had black High waisted shorts. Pink Shoes. Oh god So much pink. Pink nails. At least she had some black items as well. ( AN: the sluts outfit is on my profile.:D)

I turned around to see if she was looking at someone else. I turned back around, but as soon as I did that a weak hand slapped me. It didn't hurt, but that sure as hell pissed me off. Fang looked shocked, I mean who wouldn't, a girl who I don't even know slaps me. What a great welcoming gift, isn't it.

"What are you doing with my boyfriend, slut?!"

"Boyfriend?" I asked completely confused.

"Fangy, what are you doing with this bitch!" she said to Fang completely ignoring me.

"Lissa, for the hundredth time, We. Are. Not. Dating." Fang said to whom I assume is Lissa.

"Aw, you're just playing hard to get." She said trying to be seductive. But to m she just sounded like a purring idiot.

She then looked to me.

"Listen bitch, Fangy is mine, you even put a finger on him, I'll make sure your life is a living hell." She said.

"Is that supposed to be a threat?" I said.

"Just don't touch him." At that she walked away.

"Sorry about that shes been obsessing over me since freshman year." Fang said.

"Okay."

"So shall I show you to your locker madame?" he said while bowing a little and sticking his hand out towards me.

I just burst out laughing. What was that supposed to be, a cheesy pick up line.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing, just show me to my locker."

We walked like 20 steps until he stopped in front of a row of lockers.

"This is your locker." He said while knocking on it lightly.

"Thanks." I put the locker combination in and opened my locker. Fang was in his locker, doing his own business.

He closed his locker door.

"I'll see you around Max." he said.

"Sure, see ya." And then he stalked off.

I took out my schedule. Ok where is my homeroom.

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When I finally found home room guess who was in the front row. Lissa.

Haha. You probably thought I was going to say Fang weren't you.

Well, he is in the room to. So….

Ok Fang is in my homeroom, in the back, talking to a ginger.

I searched the room for an empty seat.

"Max! Over here." Fang yelled.

I whipped my heads towards him and smiled a little.

I went towards him and sat next to him.

"Max, this is my best friend, James, but I call him Iggy."

"Hey, you must be Max. Fang was just talking to about you." Iggy said.

" Yup, the one and only." I saw Lissa glare at me.

Then the teacher walked in. She looked like Nanny McPhee, with the moles and weird teeth.

"Okay class, I am Ms. Holowitts." She said while writing it on the board.

" I'll be your homeroom teacher for the rest of the year. And I hope you like where you're sitting because those are going to be your assigned seats." She said.

Five minutes went by and I found out I had two classes with Fang and one with Iggy. Then the bell rang.

Not before I thought to myself that this year won't be as bad as I thought.

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