Hello guys! Falcon here. :3 Heres my MR fanfic. I have literally EVERYTHING planned out. Like on paper. Characters, plots, all done. I have also planned out the first 9 chapters, and I will be working on planning out the rest. Hope you like i

Max POV

Beep beep!

I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm clock. It was the first day of school this year. I reached out and fumbled for the still beeping alarm. It stopped as soon as I pressed it. I turned onto my stomach and buried my face into my pillow.

"Max! Come on, Mom says we're late!" my sister Nudge said, peeping through the door. I just groaned in protest.

"Max.. You know you have to wake up! Come on, I'll help you dress up. I got a new top that would look absolutely gorgeous on you!" Nudge squealed. I immediately flipped myself onto my back and looked at her like she was crazy.

"No! I won't let you dress me up like a doll!" I heard myself say. Usually I just wore some worn out jeans and some old top with a loose jacket. It was all I ever needed to wear, nothing more. My closet and Nudge's closet contrasted very differently. She was a fashion queen.

"Please? Pretty please! It's the first day of school, you have to look good! I read it in my magazine! The first day of school is the most important for your social status," She begged.

*groan*
"No Nudge, no," I said plainly, getting out of bed. Too late. She was already gone, probably getting my outfit that she planned.

I was right, she did go get some clothes from her room. She had that look of pure excitement in her eyes.

"Please Max! Just look at what I brought you," Nudge said.

I did as she asked. She had chosen out some skinny dark jeans and a white blouse. It was ruffled and came with a light grey laced jacket. The jacket was covered in loose holes, and showed what was underneath. It also hung low at the ends, like wings. I didn't like this outfit at all.

"So? What so you think? I wanted to pick out something else but you would never let me put you in that, so I decided on these," Nudge explained, going on. She seemed excited, so I let her put everything on my anyways. She also added a little bit of eyeliner and some blush. I looked so... un-Maxish...

"You look so pretty!" Nudge said, clapping her hands while jumping up and down.

"I look horrible," I complained. But Nudge didn't hear me. She just pulled me downstairs.

We ate some breakfast. Nudge kept telling me to be careful and not spill anything on myself. I was eating a sandwich. I don't think you can spill sandwiches on yourself, can you? Maybe if it had sauce or something, but this one didn't.

When we finished eating I just pulled Nudge out the door and to the bus stop. The bus was waiting there for us. We just clambered on and went our own ways. I found my best friend, JJ, and sat with her.

"OMG, Max! You look adorable!" JJ gushed over my clothes.

"It was Nudge! She made me!" I said accusingly.

"Well, at least you have a sister! I'd do anything for a sister like that," said JJ, with a dreamy look crossing her eyes.

"Trust me, you don't," I advised her. She just dropped the topic and continued reading her book. When we arrived at school, Dylan and Sam were waiting. They're friends with JJ and I, and they always tag along with us.

"Wow! Max! What happened to the Max I knew?" Dylan laughed in astonishment at my attire. His blonde hair bounced and blue eyes seemed to sparkle. I heard a couple of wolf whistles behind me.

"Nudge is what happened," I said. "Pretty explanatory. She thought that the first day of school was most important to my social status. Like I care about my social status!"

"Max here doesn't think dressing up is important," JJ told them plainly.

"Well, we better hurry up. Class starts soon. Max, here's your schedule. The principle told me to hand it to you," Dylan told me, handing me a piece of paper. I thanked him and separated from the group and headed my own way.

As I was walking through the crowded halls I ran into Lissa. Please meet Miss Queen-Wannabee. The flaming red hair of hers bounced up and down as she ran up to me.

"Wow, Max! I'm surprised! Looks like someone put some sense into you. Though... The white doesn't really match with that shade of grey," she said sarcastically, sticking her small nose into the air.

"Yes Lissa, like I give a care." I huffed, walking past her. I didn't feel like dealing with her at the moment. She ran after me anyways.

"What's the matter Maxie?" Lissa asked, making a look of fake sympathy cross her face.

"You," I stated. She left me alone after that. I looked down at my schedule again. I had Biology first period. And I was late. As I walked through the hall several boys turned their head towards me. Curse Nudge..

When I walked through the door the teacher looked at me, with a annoyed look written all over her face. Probably because I was late. I never had a good reputation with any teacher, mostly because I was always late.

"Can I help you with something, Maximum?" Mrs. Hardler asked me, in a challenging sort of way.

"No, it's ok. I'm fine, thanks for asking!" I said using my most bubbly voice.

"Just sit down Max," Mrs. Hardler said, giving up early. I looked around the classroom for a empty seat, and found one. In the corner of the class. I sat down and looked around to see who I would have to live with for the year. Lissa *mental groan*, Sam, Nudge, Jessica, and a few others that I didn't recognize.

I stopped searching and tried to pay attention to what was on the board. I took careful notes. Even though I had that "bad-girl" image, I was a excellent student. A odd mix between the two.

I nearly dozed off to sleep before noticing that the teacher was giving us a new assignment. Why did teachers have to do that? On the first day of school! Completely unfair..

Mrs. Hardler was currently pairing up people and writing them on the board. I was paired with Jessica. Jessica was a over-bubbly, over-perky, over-preppy girl who followed Lissa around. She wasn't mean or anything, just extremely annoying. I looked at the other groups. Nudge and Sam. Ari and Brandon.

I barely knew any of them. Lissa and Fang. Who the heck was Fang? What kind of name was Fang? Sounded cool, but kinda creepy. I looked around the room in a attempt to find this Fang. I spotted Lissa chatting with a boy. And not a bad looking boy at that. Olive skin, black hair that hung over his face, onyx eyes, and a good looking body. I could tell it was exactly the kind of guy that Lissa went after.
And trust me, Lissa did. She was in fact, acting all innocent at the moment. First stage of getting to a guy. She pretended to be the shy, cute little girl, but then would use the poor guy and dump him. Fang was talking with her. Then I saw her stand up, place her hands on his chest, and push him against a wall. The new guy seemed to be freaking out, his eyes darting back and forth in a dilemma of what to do.

Poor guy, I couldn't stand it anymore. I marched up to Lissa, and pulled her off. Fang gave me a look of thanks.

"Lissa! What the heck do you think you are doing? Seducing every new guy that walks in? It's his first day, you can't rape him!" I said in annoyance and utter disgust.

"What the heck are you doing interrupting our business? It's very impolite Maximum!" Lissa said, angered.

"Actually, its your business. I was simply helping the guy! You just threw yourself at him!" I snapped back, my voice rising. She took this as a bad sign and just stormed off.

"Thanks. I was really in a tight situation there," Fang said, looking grateful that I had intervened.

"No problem," I said smiling.

"Maximum, right? Very unique," Fang chuckled.

"Well, yes. But please, call me Max. Maximums too much to say," I laughed. Everyone made that mistake.

"I'm Fang, I just moved here," Fang told me.

"Nice name, I like it. Where did you move from?" I asked.

"Colorado. It's a long way from there to New York," he answered.

"Colorado?! Wow! I would kill to live there!" I exclaimed. "Why'd you move here?"

"My dad has some uh..business here," Fang said, rubbing the back of his neck. We went on and on talking about random stuff. That was until a teacher came by the complaint of Lissa and separated us.

Nobodies POV

Dylan silently watched from a corner. The Dark one was approaching Max, that bastard. He looked like he had no clue of who Max was, or what she was for that matter. If he found out, he would have to die. There was no way that the Dark ones were getting Max; the ultimate weapon to winning. Dylan slowly stepped away, getting ready to report back. As soon as he stepped outside, he opened his white wings, and flew.
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How was that for a first chapter? Not bad huh? Was it too short? I'm afraid it might be. Let me know what you think. I will definitely be extending each chapter if it is. Remember, REVIEW! It makes me happy. :3

~Falcon