A.N- I haven't yet read Fang (Max 6) so it won't follow the plot of the original book. Can't wait to read it though :) Hope you like it…please tell me if you think I should continue or not. Oh, and I REALLY need ideas for my twilight truth & dare story. I haven't updated for ages because I'm slightly lost for ideas. If you have any ideas, please feel welcome to voice them!

I do not own Maximum ride, JP owns it, though I suggest you read them :)

Story by Crazy_dreamz :)

'Do you still like him?'

'Are you in love?'

'Are you made for one another?'

'Will your relationship last?'

'Is he the one?'

I crumpled the magazine that I was currently holding into a ball, threw it across the room and groaned in frustration. Why was I reading stupid, girly, inaccurate quizzes again? Oh, right. When my confusing and completely out-of-whack life finally seems to look a bit brighter, something….correction, someone has to come and rain my parade.

That analogy didn't even make sense, Max. Seeing as nothing is wrong with your life. You were created to save the world. He is your perfect other half. Your partner. He will help you save the world.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance. Sure the voice can be helpful at times, but most of the time I would love to kick its non-existent butt. I really don't need your input voice. Everything is wrong. I was finally happy…well, as happy as an avian/human teenage girl who is shot at regularly can be. I belong with Fang, you even said that.

I waited for a response, but it didn't come. I sighed and sunk deeper into my bed. When things suddenly were looking up, something has to ruin it. I was finally with Fang. I had come to accept that not only was he my best friend, but my soul mate. He is someone who I could turn to when I need someone who would just listen. He is someone I could depend on. He knows who I am.

Reality, on the other hand, has other ideas.

This is when I introduce Dylan. He is gorgeous. He is caring. He is perfect. When I say 'perfect', I literally mean perfect. His DNA is perfectly matched with mine, making him my exact equal. We have the same coloured hair for crying out loud! Jeb and his fellow scientists decided that if I'm going to save the world, I need a perfect boyfriend to look after me. Sexist really….But that's not the point! My point is that I finally have Fang, but now I also have Dylan.

You and Dylan were made for each other, you can fight it Max, but it'll be a lost case.

There's nothing to fight, voice, because Fang and I belong together.

Someone suddenly knocked on my door. I sighed tiredly, sat up and yelled "come in!"

Mum walked in cautiously with a slightly anxious expression painted upon her face. When she noticed me studying her face, she quickly rearranged her expression into a casual smile. "Hey sweetie, how come you're alone in your room? Are you feeling ok?" She's stalling. That's not good.

"Hey mum. I'm just a bit tired, that's all. Plus, it feels nice just to hang around at home. Almost feels…normal." What I said was actually true. Since Jeb introduced Dylan to the flock, life was a bit hectic. After several attempts of trying to somehow get rid of him, we just gave up. It's not like he is a physical or even mental threat to any of us, but I know that Fang hasn't fully accepted the fact that he is temporarily part of our flock. Anyway, we decided to crash at my mum's for a couple of weeks, and it's nice to feel like we have a real-life home…no matter how short-lived it may be.

My mum's expression then became slightly hopeful. "Sweetie, can you meet me in the kitchen? I need to discuss something with you, and please keep an open mind." My mum is the only non-flock member that I can trust. I know she loves me and that she will do only what's best for me. I cautiously nodded my head and watched her leave my room. I stood up and glanced at my window. Gazzy, Angel, Iggy and Fang all held a water pistol in their hands, laughing. I smiled and shook my head indulgently as Gazzy squirted Nudge, who was reading some fashion magazine under the shade of an old pine tree, with water. Nudge squealed and started hitting both a gleeful Gazzy and laughing Iggy on the heads with her magazine. Dylan playfully squirted a giggling Angel, and Fang rolled his eyes and chuckled as Iggy begged Nudge for forgiveness. As I caught his eye, he grinned and made a 'come outside' gesture. I shook my head and mouthed 'later'. He started to head towards the house, but backtracked, and reluctantly nodded. I had a feeling it had to do with the fact that he wanted to keep an eye on Dylan. I sighed and headed towards the kitchen.