Disclaimer: I obviously and unfortunately don't own Maximum Ride.

MAX POV

Walking around the school halls with not a clue where you're going is not fun, I'll tell you now. Moving away from home to a place you don't know is never good. People looking at you because you're the new kid just gives you attention. Attention is never good.

Never pretend you are better than these people because that gets you squashed in the ground. Not necessarily me, but most others who act like they are all that.

But being the new kid is never good. Especially in a small school where everyone knows everyone so you stand out like a bright blinking light, with an arrow that points directly at you saying "NEW KID."

You are the centre of attention. And that is sort of how I'm feeling right now. I duck my head a little further, my blonde hair falling around my face like a curtain that has just been closed. The entrance to all my emotions on my face was guarded.

The grass was still slightly damp from last night's rain, causing my feet to sink in the ground a little further than they usually would.

I closed my muddy brown eyes, imagining that I was not in this hell. That I was somewhere alone and free. Somewhere that no one else knew about. That's where I wanted to be at this moment. Not that that would happen though, considering my awful ancestors that decided that good luck was bad for our family. Stupid ancestors may I add.

I had caught all the attention of players around the school. A new helpless girl to pick on, to manipulate, to push around. I knew I was their new target and that one would approach me in about three seconds. Because who doesn't like a new fish in the sea? The players certainly love it.

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"Hay, I'm Fang. And what's you name precious?" See? Told you. This Fang guy stood confidently, sure that I could never say no to him with his dark looks, tall, that I could say no to his masculinity. That his eyes could draw me in and make me become his little slave.

He could really learn a few things. Did I look like the kind of girl that would just fall and worship at his feet? No. I did not with my baggy clothes and boyish looks and ways. I mean, seriously?

"If you don't back off, I will put you in the hospital, Fang. Literally. Now go run along, and tell you little buddy's that, too. How about that?" I poked him the chest with my index finger and he stumbled back, shocked. I smiled and walked away, wishing this day to get better, for someone to feel like a fight today, because that's what I needed at the moment. A fight, where I could kick someone's – preferably a boy's – ass.

And not long after I crossed my fingers and wished, my wish came true.

Two tall looking boys – both with bright blonde hair – were pushing a struggling girl between them, her features twisted in helplessness. The boys laughed when she fell flat on her face in a puddle of mud. They picked her back up with ease and started to push her around again.

"Hello, boys," I called in a seductive voice. They stopped and searched for the source the teasing voice had come from, their eyes both landing on me. The girl slowly lifted her head to see who the next victim would be.

The blondes forgot the girl quickly, their long steps making their way to me. "Hello." The older looking one was smiling down at me, and then made the first move at fighting me, reaching to hold my upper arm in his tight grip. I moved quickly away and karate chopped his arm.

He yelped in pain and stared angrily at me, fire in his eyes.

I long heard the other running at my back before he even got close to me. I side-stepped at the last second so he crashed into the other who still held his arm wrapped tightly in his hand.

I think that was just too easy.

I turned to walk away and came face to face with the girl. Her small, shy smile is directed at me. "Thanks. I'm J.J.," she held her hand up for me to shake. I took hold of it and smiled back.

"Max. Let's go get you cleaned up, shall we? But you might need to lead the way."

J.J. happily, and voluntarily walked along my side towards the bathroom, I was guessing. After I had helped clean the mud off her face, she walked along my side all day and talked to me willingly.

I think I had just made my first ever friend and her first impression of me was out smarting a couple guys and technically fighting a few people.

I think my family, or myself actually, just got a bit of good luck. Also, for the first time ever.

A lot of first times today, isn't there?

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