Hey whats up, thank you for wanting to read my story, i hope i dont disapoint.

one thing to remeber: the flock dosnet have wings yet

i do not own Maximum ride but i own the plot

"Max, wake up."

I pretended I didn't hear her.

"Max' we are going to miss our flight and you know how your dad gets when we are late."

That didn't bother me at all.

"Max, don't make me bring your sister in here!"

That got me up. I mean I love Nudge and all, but she can blab your ears off. "Ok Mom, you win. I'm up."

"Good, now get dressed and finish packing. We leave in forty." said my mom in her unusually happy voice which I knew right away she was faking. She hates waking up early almost as much as me, and why dad makes us get up for a ten o'clock flight at three I have no clue.

"Hey, Max," thinking back on it now, I should have taken cover when I saw Nudge walk into my room. " have you seen my green shirt. You know, the one with the one spaghetti strap and one sleeve cause I cant find it and I thought it would go great with my new jean shorts and that I could wear them to Disney World, maybe when we go to Animal Kingdom, you know, cause that's the one with all the plants, I could blind in and maybe…."

"Have You checked the dryer?" I interrupted.

"Oh, Yeah I bet its there." she said as she left the room. I knew she was exited to go to Florida to see our Grandparents and go to Disney World, but if she kept this up, I might push her out of the plain. That idea made me laugh. She'd probably be running her mouth the whole way down to. ""I cant believe she pushed me, but look at that view, ohhhh is that the ocean, pretty, oh look , another plane, wow what an ugly bird."" Yupp, that's Nudge, our families personal talk show. But she's my only sister, so what could I do.

" I FOUND IT!" Apparently I was right, it was in the dryer.

I changed into a t-shirt and my gray shorts and went to where my bag was only half packed. I found some oversized T's and some more shorts and zipped it shut. See that's the difference between me and Nudge, she cares way to much about her appearance and I don't care at all, as long as I'm comfortable. Well, actually, we are almost polar opposites. She talks to much, I keep to myself. I'm a leader, she's a follower, she sees the cup half full, I see it empty, she's African American and I'm white.

You see we were adopted, I was adopted nine years ago when I was seven and she was adopted six years ago when she was six from a different hospital. But the weird thing was that had never met her before but I felt like I knew her my whole life. Strange, huh? But it couldn't be true because I was sent to the orphanage right after a fire took my parents and she was abandoned as a baby. Sad stories, I know, but we are both extremely happy with our life now with our adoptive parents.

"Max, Are you ready? We are leaving in five." I heard my dad yell up the stairs.

I looked around the room to see if I had left anything important, nope its all packed. I said bye to my room which I would miss over this next month then walked to the door.

"Yeah, Dad, I'm coming." I said as I closed the door behind me."

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