3 First Day at School

As he walks, looking down at his phone he hears steps behind him. Max doesn't look back, he just keeps following the directions to the school. This was never in any episode. When the first episode of The Thundermans rolled around, Phoebe was already friends with Cherry and they were completely done moving in.

He still had boxes in the room he was staying in.

They were not done moving in, and he assumed Hank and Barb would finish up the main areas. He hoped they added the slide to the Lair. He wasn't going to change any aspects of the room, as he needed them to still assume he was a villain.

Despite just getting here, he had drawn up plans the previous night, and this morning while he was talking. He could elevate Max's villainy so much higher than in the show, he could improve what Max could do now that he was here.

He had drawn up some of these plans in his last life while he watched the show.

"Max! Wait for me!" He heard Phoebe shout behind him, and he couldn't help but groan loudly. Dang it!

"What do you want, Phoebe? I'm busy thinking of ways to take over the world." Max replied, knowing he probably could. He wouldn't. He had no desire to take over the world. He preferred characters with shades of gray. It's why he preferred Anti-Heroes over straight Supervillains or Superheroes. That's what he was going to be, an Anti-Hero.

Why an Anti-Hero and not one or the other? Because as an Anti-Hero, he could help people. He could be good, and satisfy the Thundermans (once their secret was revealed, he wouldn't have a reason to be good before then), and because while being an Anti-Hero, he could do some things that would be labeled as villain actions that would satisfy Maxie, at least until he turned good. Once that came around, he would explain to Maxie why he was still operating in-between.

"Because you're acting weird. You cut your hair, you were up and in the kitchen before I was, and you left the house to go to school before me! What's going on with you?" She gasps. "Are you being mind controlled!?" She whisper shouts, then discretely uses her telekinesis to make him slap himself in the face, which makes him wince. "Get out of my brother!" she whisper shouts again.

"I am not mind controlled. New town, new start. Figured I'd update the Max Thunderman legend." He grins cockily, trying to put on an act to keep Phoebe off of his tail. He didn't need her constantly watching him because she was suspicious of his behavior.

His 'twin' rolls her eyes with a scoff. "There it is. Glad the brother I hate so much is back in business." She pats his back then walks past him.

His grin fades as he stares at her back. He didn't do emotions. "Glad the sister I want to throw off of a cliff is leaving me alone..." He mutters, walking behind her slowly. Time to reverse some things. He wasn't going to tell the school she wasn't his sister, that was a waste of time. He would still prank Principal Bradford though. That was important in the development of the story. Doing that meant it would one, appease Maxie so he would stop yelling in his head. Two, it would help build the reputation that he was trying to recreate, because he needed it. And three, it was necessary to cause other incidents that he needed to happen. Such as the episode titled, 'Max's Minions'.

Stepping in, he put his phone away and pulled his schedule out of his pocket. Looking at the room numbers, he memorized them, then proceeded to crumple it up.

As he went to the next classroom, he dropped the paper right in front of a kids feet, then watched as they slipped and fell on their butt.

He showed no reaction, however Maxie seemed to like it. "'Ha! That's so funny!'" He somehow heard Maxie laughing internally, and Max rolled his eyes.

Getting to the next class, he sat down and waited. He glanced around, looking for where Maxie had first seen Tara at the beginning. Tara only appeared in one episode, he hoped he could change that in this version.

~~A Few Classes Later~~

He had yet to see Tara. He has no idea where Maxie could have possibly- then he spotted her. Honestly, she looked so much better in person than on tv. Katherine McNamara was the best person to play her, he couldn't think of anyone better... at least at the moment.

He watched as a kid moved by her. As they moved by her, he watched as she snuck her hand into their pocket and pulled their phone out. The kid kept walking like nothing happened, and he breathed out.

"'She is perfect.'" Maxie says in his, well technically, their head.

"'I am fully aware, Maxie. Want me to go talk to her?'" Max asked, also in their head.

"'Yes, please.'"

Nodding to the voice in his head, he stepped forward and got to Tara, who looked at him.

Looking him up and down, she raised an eyebrow. "What?" she questioned, giving him a look that said 'make this quick'.

"Neat trick. I can do a better one." Max said casually, with a straight face.

"What trick?" She asked, trying to hide her smirk. She was good, but he could see it.

"This one." He stepped back, and two students bumped into him. "My fault." They nodded and kept walking. Then he stepped closer to her.

"What was that about?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.

Then he showed two wallets, and offered them to her, which she took. "That, Tara, was my trick." Max says as she looks at the wallets, then looks at him out of the corner of her eye.

"How do you know my name?" She questions.

Max smirks, then holds a third wallet up. "Because I got yours, too." Her eyes widen and she grabs her wallet before opening it, and confirms that it was hers.

Then she smirks, glancing at him. "Oh, you're good. We can be friends. What's your number?"

"Already asking for my number, Tara? That's a little forward, don't you think?" Max asks.

"Would you rather have mine first?" She raises he eyebrows, questioning him.

"I was just observing, Campbell. It's-" He then told her his number, which she copied down on her phone. She sent a message to make sure she had it right, which she did.

"I never caught your name." She notes.

"Max Thunderman." Max tells her, so she nods and types out his name for the contact. So, he does the same for her. He had four contacts in his phone, and that was it. His contacts at the moment? Barb, Hank, Phoebe, and now Tara. He didn't expect anything more than this.

And he wasn't going to befriend Oyster, Gideon, or Wolfgang. Well, maybe Wolfgang, but not the other two. The other two would cause more problems than they are worth. Best to leave them out of it.

"Tara Campbell. But since you stole my wallet, I didn't have to tell you." She says, crossing her arms.

He shakes his head as he leans against the locker beside her, looking down at her. "No, you didn't. Let me know when you want to go on a spree, I'll be there. I hear the mall is a prime place for rich people to go when they want to buy something. They are bound to have something." He suggests, and she grins.

"Oh, you have a wicked mind, I like that. I'm in. Let me know when and where." She tells him, giving him that grin.

Max pretends to think. "How about right now?" He suggests, and she raises an eyebrow.

"Oh? Wouldn't your parents be mad that you skipped school?" Tara asks, trying to tease him.

"The whole goal is to make them mad. Let's get moving." Max tells her, and he pushes off of the locker. He looks at the clock, seeing how close it is to ringing.

"Follow me to the parking lot, I can drive us there." Her grin stays as she starts running to an area he hasn't been to, and he follows.

"'Wait, I thought you wanted to not raise suspicion within my family? Won't this do that?'" Maxie asks confused.

"'Maxie, not skipping school to do something else, especially on the first day, is what would be suspicious. Eventually, you would have skipped sometime today too.'" Max responds to the voice in his head as he follows Tara, sneaking a glance down to the black cut-off shorts she was wearing, then tracing to the fishnets she had on that went down and connected with her combat boots.

He needed to buy a pair of combat boots. He felt comfortable in those.

"'That is true...'" Maxie responded, then took a second to think before saying, "'I'm surprised you knew how to do that with the wallets. That *was* cool by the way. And good job on getting her number!'"

"'I know. I'm good at things like this. Now shut up.'" Max responded back to him.

"'I'm not gonna argue on this one.'" Maxie responded before going quiet.

Max heard the bell go off in the background, still moving behind Tara. She pushed the door open and he followed, a step behind her, all the way to her car. She opened it with a key and got in, unlocking the passenger door for Max.

He got in and threw the seatbelt on, just in case.

"A seatbelt?" She questions.

"Do you want to fly out of the windshield and have our face stick to the sidewalk, without us connected to the skin?" Max asks, and she shakes her head at the thought before reaching behind her to grab her seatbelt and put it on.

Once she had it on, she started driving with a laugh.

~~Skip to the Mall~~

Once they got there, he followed Tara in and looked around. "Alright, Max, considering there are no rich kids just wandering around yet, which store do we go to first?"

Max looked around, searching for someone who deserved to be robbed. Or who could afford it. He spotted a store where a lot of money was made each day, and he pointed. "That one. Customers will be the easy targets. We can't take any of their products, because they have sensors that set off alarms in their products, at least until they're bought. If we want the product, we wait until they get bought."

Tara grins deviously at him. "Oh, along with a wicked mind, you're smart in your deviousness. We are gonna be wonderful friends."

Max flashes a grin at her himself, which is definitely fake but she believes it, so he doesn't think too much about it.

"Let's go rob some rich guys." Tara grins, moving to the store with Max a step behind her.

~~Two Hours Later~~

Two hours of casual pickpocketing later, and they were sprinting out of the mall with security on their tails.

Tara was grinning as Max turned his head, then discretely used his telekinesis to knock over a stand that tripped them so they could get away.

Getting to the car, Tara unlocked the and got in while Max slid across the hood of the car. Once getting back on his feet, he opened the passenger door and sat down, buckling in quickly before closing the door.

Then Tara pushed down on the gas pedal, driving away after turning the car on.

She cackles as they get away. "That was awesome! We got so many wallets, and phones! I don't know what to do about the phones, but the wallets are a good catch."

"I can break into the phones, just hand them here." He tells her.

"They are in my pocket. Just get in there and grab them." She angles her body so that he can get into her jacket pocket, which was on the left side of her body.

He doesn't hesitate before reaching across her body and into her jacket, pulling out a few phones and putting them down on the dashboard.

"Where do you live? I'll drop you off. It's the least I can do for giving me this amazing, and very illegal, day." She grins at him.

He gives her his address, and she drives him to his house. She stops outside, and he steps out, grabbing the phones.

"Have an evil day, Tara." He waves as he puts phones in his pockets, then he goes to close the door. He hears Tara laugh as the door closes, and he turns around with a few phones still in his hands.

He walks to the door, casually using his telekinesis to open the door, then he walks in, knowing there was disappointment and a lecture incoming.