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Waverley's POV

After the whole hallway incident we decided we'd go to our next class to be less suspicious, so now we're literally skipping to English class! So yah, a few turns later we are completely lost! I mean we are new, and this school is huge sooooo, now you see why. Anyway they should have maps on the wall for us newbies! We've never been here before, so hence, why we got lost. And plus Ash was supposed to navigate us to classroom 203, but seeing how she got us lost I'm sooooo firing her! I turn to look at my confused best friend and said in a scolding voice, "Your FIRED! You were supposed to find the classroom not get us lost!" Not knowing there was students looking at us Ash tried to defend herself, "WHAT? How can I be fired?! I know were I'm going! I just might not find it right away, ok? But I'm NOT lost!"

A laugh bubbles out of me, and Ash soon realizes why and laughs along with me, not sensing the eyes on us, by the passing groups that are silently laughing at us. I look up with tears in my eyes and see the outline of a person in the shadows. I immediately jump up and run over to him, seeing the halls have cleared once again, up close I could make out his features. He has black hair, steely blue-gray eyes, thin lips, angular jaw, a small scar above his eyebrow, and a slightly crooked nose (probably from being broken). He was I'd say about 6"4 wearing a leather jacket over a tight black shirt, showing off his muscled body, and jeans but there was a dark aroma around him but we're lost so might as well ask him since everyone else seems to have disappeared into thin air. I stop about a foot and a half in front of him and questioned, "Do you know were room 203 is?" while looking at my time table.

When I looked back up he had a shocked look on his face and his mouth slightly gaped, huh I guess he doesn't have guests often. I let out a muffled laugh seeing this, before bringing my hand up and closing his mouth, "Wouldn't want to catch flies now would we? Cuz that would be completely disgusting! I mean who would willingly eat a bug? Besides a two year old, but that's only because they don't know any better!" I rambled, hand actions and everything, after nearly hitting him in the face I dropped my hands, "Sorry," I mumble with a slight red tint to my cheeks.

He had an amused glint in his eye before he opened his mouth and said, "First you ask a question, then you start ranting about bugs, and last but not least you try to take my head off, am I getting this correct?" I blush harder and stuttered out, "I-I said s-sorry! Geez! And you still haven't answered the stupid question! I mean like who does that? Any normal person would be helping us!" This seemed to farther amuse him, a scowl slipped onto my face before I spun around and stalked straight towards Ash, as I stopped in front of her she looked over at me and instantly saw my change in mood.

"What happened?" I glowered and pointed to a shaking figure by the locker, since Ash is like, SUPER protective she stomped over to him and punched him in the face. I wince while saying, "That looks like it hurt!" He glared at her then swung it over to me snapping, "No sh*t Sherlock!" Before clutching his eye again and groaning.

A small giggle escaped my mouth causing both of their heads to snap over to me, a blush instantly inflamed my cheeks. Gosh! I hate blushing! I instantly hid behind my hair, hoping it would cover my flaming face. And the clicking of Ash's shoes echoed down the empty hall and stopped in front of me, as she places two fingers under my chin lifting my face to met her amused/questioning gaze and she spoke, "Why are you laughing?"

I look back down and said, "Cuz YOU hurt HIM! And he's like 10x your size! If that ain't funny I don't know what is." Realization crossed her features as she too, began laughing, and soon an unfamiliar laugh joined us. Finally our laughter subsided and we slowly began picking ourselves off the floor, and dusting off when he spoke again, "Soooo, my names Max," before pausing as if waiting for some one to speak up, I looked at him confused as to why he stopped when he slowly started to talk again seeing as no one was talking, "And this is were you tell me your names......"

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