LPOV

It was after school and I finally decided to leave my class room after a lot of the noise died down. I knew a all of my friends would be gone by now, or should I say 'friends'. They really were just a bunch of stuck up kids that didn't know anything about anything, so much so that I was constantly doing their homework.

Let me introduce myself. I'm Lissa Ride, half sister to the famous Maximum Ride with her amazing voice that I had tried to steal a couple years ago. I have bright red fire truck colored hair, with the green eyes to match. Out of force of trying to be noticed by many people, I would usually wear more revealing clothes, and would constantly flirt with boys. Not too long after I got into the popular crowd I gained the nickname 'the class slut' in the lower ranks of kids. I didn't care, names didn't bother me.

None of the kids outside of my friend circle really liked me now and they would look at this girl that was charged with a planned murder that nobody knew about. Literally nobody knew because my mother had paid a lot of money to keep it hush hush for me. The thing was that mom couldn't bail herself out of prison, and was there now for life. I was thankful though that I was now eighteen and I could take care of myself in the house mom left behind, I tried to take care of my siblings Angel and Gazzy, but they didn't really like me so they went to go live with Max and her aunt. I was offered to go and stay with them but I decided not to I didn't want to be given the judging looks anymore. Plus who would want to live with the girl you tried to kill.

Walking down the mostly empty hallway I spotted one of Max's friends, what was his name, oh that's right it was Dylan, standing next to the water fountain that was right next to my locker. He was probably there to look down on me just like all Max's other friends did. I begrudgingly walked up to my beat up locker and spun the code.

"Hey, Lissa! I was wondering if you would be able to help me with that math assignment that Mr. Martinez handed out today." his voice sounded sincere and it made me a little mad. Why would this kid who was so close to Max even want to talk to me?

"Your one of Max's friends and I am the girl who stole her voice, why are you even talking to me?"

"Hah, if you even heard what I was asking you, you would wonder why I was asking. After all I did the math already..." he almost muttered under his breath.

"Well you obviously didn't come prepared to do math did you? Where is your text book? Hmm?" I huffed, "Do you think that your better than the top kid in the class?"

"HAH! The top in the class, you know that is not what I am here to talk about." he said not skipping a beat, "I'm defiantly do not want to talk about that, I'm talking about something that is obviously a lot more important."

"Are you talking about the test? If your trying to sell me the answers then I don't want them."

"I'm talking about something different." this boy was starting to really annoy me he wasn't being forward about anything and it almost made my head turn in circles.

"Then tell me, oh wise one, what in the world are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you trying to murder your half sister." he whispered blatantly into my ear I almost made me stop moving. We were walking out of the school now before the doors locked. "If you are wondering, Fang told me, he is a great friend of mine after all."

"Well you are obviously very un-opinionated, so here is a question for you! Which one is better? Panic! At The Disco or One Direction?" I swear that I was sweating like a pig trying to get off the subject, I did NOT want that rumor to spread.

"P!ATD of course! After all their music doesn't kill my ears."

"Look I know that Max has given me a second chance because she is nice and all, but you don't have to act like that just because you like her."

"I'm doing this on my own will, Lissa. I think everyone deserves a second chance."

I couldn't take it anymore. I was so wound up inside from finding out that Fang had told someone that I had done this and he was still willing to give this mess of a girl a second chance. I was surprisingly really happy. Then I spotted Fang walking over to us. I told Dylan I had to go and ran over to my car.

Driving home I was happy. I felt that if even Dylan and Max would give me a second chance to change then maybe everyone else would. I decided to go and sit with them at lunch tomorrow and say I'm sorry to Max.

The next day I went over to Max's table and sat down with them. None of the kids looked at me or even addressed me. I did get a surprised look from Max though and I knew that she had noticed that I had not worn any makeup today, unlike another day were I would layer it on just so that I could look like some 'normal' girl. I was also wearing a pair of skinny jeans instead of the normal mini skirt or short shorts, and a Panic! At The Disco shirt draped my torso. Dylan came over and sat next to me giving me a warm smile.

"Hey, Max?" I said after a few minutes, she looked at me and nodded, I stood up to address her getting a couple looks from the tables around me, since my bright red hair was easily to spot. "Max! I'm really sorry for what me and my mother did to you." I hesitated for a moment and when nobody spoke I began again, "Max? Could you ever forgive me? I know it was wrong what I did and I want to change. Please?"

Max smiled and nodded.

So this is it.

I really hoped you liked it. R&R one last time for me will ya?

Read my next story The Vampire's child.

Later!

Fly on,

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