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Hi everyone! This is Beth! I'm taking my first stab at writing Maximum Ride with this one-shot, which I've had written for a while. It's actually from a project for library where we had to write a story using a bunch of idioms, so here goes! Oh, and this is set after Max.

Randomness: "-Do something to make me hate you!

-Um, go Hitler?" Rory and Lorelai from Gilmore Girls

Disclaimer: Disclaimed. I am neither male, adult, nor named James.

"A leopard can't change its spots, Max." Oh. My. Gosh. I am going to kill the Voice. Just because of my endless self-bashing over ruining my date with Fang with constant worrying about the wellbeing of the flock, it thinks that I need a psychiatrist or something. Well all the stupid Voice is doing is adding fuel to my fire. The fire of my mental rampage, that is.

Anyways, I was feeling as high as a kite until I realized Fang was sick of my distressing. I mean, he understood that we had been through so much, and I couldn't just assume that they were safe, but I was ruining his night as well as my first big date after our kiss in the sky. Well, I guess I do always bite off way more than I can chew.

"Maybe you need to go back to square one."

"Could you just stop with the annoying idioms already, you stupid Voice?"

"Just stop beating around the bush, Max. This is ridiculous. Go talk to him. And cut to the chase. There is no use even being his boyfriend if you can't even talk to him."

"I know, I know. I'm going already." Maybe I should mention that this conversation was all with the annoying Voice in my friend. Yeah, we weren't even talking out loud. No, I'm not crazy. It's just another little quirk that drives me up a wall.

Now where was Fang? He was probably practicing some of his flying techniques that he stole from the hawks. He really goes the extra mile with his flying. It is amazing, and so is he. Oh, gosh. If I don't stop this mush fest, I might just kick the bucket. I fly up to meet him, the guy of my dreams. He quickly banks left and away from me.

"Oh, come on Fang! I came to apologize. Just hear me out."

"Fine. Shoot." Fang looked at me expectantly with those gorgeous dark eyes. Ahh I must clean out my mind. I'm not thinking like myself!

"Well, I, uh, well I just wanted to say I'm sorry for ruining our date. It's just that so much has happened to us, and well uh it's hard to leave them alone. Whaddaya say? Date tonight? I promise that it will be just about us."

He flashed one of his rare smiles. "Fine by me. Pick you up around eight?"

"Sure. Can't wait," I replied.

Then he swooped down in a wide arc, and we kissed, our wings perfectly in sync. This'll never get old. Although, it is more romantic in Hawaii.

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The end! So what do you think? I wrote it like a year ago, so it probably sucks, but I wanted to put it out there. It's super short, but please review anyways! It's a couple firsts, my first oneshot and my first Max Ride Fic!

Enjoy,

BETH