Me: Heyyy.

Maya: Finally updating, are you?

Me: Yup. Sorry for being so late. Eh, being sick and having exams are excuses, right?

Maya: Hardly.

Me: This chapter…I hate it. I don't know why, but it sucks.

Maya: She's trying out a 'new' Lissa, apparently.

Me: Which is good. *sigh*

Maya: *whispers* Being depressed. *back to normal voice* Okay, she doesn't own Maximum Ride. Period. On with the story.

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"Hiya, Max!" Jonas half-shouted, half-greeted. Yup, I came here so many times they were on first-name terms with me. I grinned weakly. At least Nick wasn't here this time, right? A too-hyper dude is probably better than him. "Whaddaya want? Our green tea mocha has got a 50% discount, you want that?"

I shook my head. "Espresso's fine." He shouted my order over his shoulder, grabbed my money and stuffed it into the cash register.

"So, how's school? Uni's hell. The lecturers are trying to kill me, I swear. Idiots."

"School's okay. If you consider assessments everyday fine, but whatever."

Jonas nodded meaningfully, and pushed me a cup of Espresso (with fudge and whipped cream, of course. He's not an idiot like a certain someone). "'kay, thanks and come back again! NEXT!"

Thankfully, today's homework was nothing compared to the usual pile. More time for me to sleep and watch TV, then. Which means that it's an awesome day today.

Oh wait, screw that.

What the hell. Is Nick intent on torturing me with his emo presence every second of my life?

I glared at him as he plopped down on the chair beside me. It was only when the red-headed girl gave me a bubbly 'hi' did I realise she was with him.

"Why, hello, my dear Maxie. How are you doing?"

"I was fine," I snapped viciously, "before you came. What. Do. You. Want. And it's Max."

"This is my Mom's café. I can come anytime. Lis, this is my friend."

"Hey." She gave a little wave. I guess I could stand her for a while. "I'm Lissa. You're the one that likes Jem, right?"

Oh, so that's Nick's girlfriend. Huh. She seems nice.

"After hearing what you said," she continued, "I guess you're correct. He isn't pathetic, I guess."

"Cool. Just to let you know, you're making a big mistake choosing Nick as your boyfriend."

"I can hear you, you know." He rolled his eyes, and I ignored him.

She laughed as if that sentence was the silliest thing ever. "No way! He's the best boyfriend ever."

Cue my What-the-freak-did-you-just-say-and-btw-I-don't-believe-you look. "Riiiight."

I looked at Nick, expecting him to say some witty comment.

"You know, your worksheets are really similar to mine." He was flipping through my (still incomplete) worksheets.

Without knowing why, I snatched the papers from him. "And they're not supposed to be looking really empty."

Lissa grinned. "Guess you want us to go, huh?"

"You can stay. He," —I gestured to Nick— "can leave."

"Okay. Bye, Nick! Go away now."

Surprisingly, he shrugged and walked away to who knows where.

She saw the look on my face and grinned. "Don't look at me like that! He's actually really nice. You should see him with Angel."

Angel was Nick's six year old sister, and she looked like the opposite of Nick. In contrast to his dark hair and strikingly black eyes, she had blond curls and baby blue eyes.

But I've never actually been around them, I only saw them once or twice when they came over with Maria.

Huh. I still remember that I thought Nick was hot. Now? Definitely not. I mean, he is good looking, but his personality gets in the way.

And character is always more important than looks.

"What? He suddenly becomes all protective?" I asked, laughing at the thought.

"Yup," she answered, and I raised an eyebrow. Fang? Protective?

"Okay, change of subject! First. I barely know anything about you, so… what do you like to do?"

"Sketching, I guess." It was the only thing that had kept me interested since I was eight.

She nodded, and kept quiet, probably not knowing what else to say.

For some reason, I had expected her to be mean and bitchy. Guess I was wrong, then. She was, well, perfect in every way.

…Okay, that sounded weird.

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Me: Shitty chapter, right? I know.

Maya: Though there was a little Fax.

Me: Very little. I'll probably update on the 29th of Feb. Cool date to upload. :)

Maya: Also, if you ever want to contact her like right now, go to Twitter where she's forever hanging out.

Me: At {toorandomforyou}! Yup. Follow me too? *hopeful look* And to my dear anonymous reviewer ClarySimon4EVERZ, I like Mortal Instruments :) Though I like Jordan/Maia more than Clary/Jace.

Maya: 'kay. You know what to do after reading this chapter right?

Me: Gimme an 'R'! Gimme an 'E'! Gimme a 'V'! Gimme an 'I'! Gimme—

Oh never mind. REVIEW AND YOU WILL BE LOVED.

Random Fact #3: To swim faster, think of Annie Cresta and how she survives in the arena. You'll appreciate swimming.

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