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~ Wonton22496

A clean slate

Prologue~ Flash back (one year ago)

I just cannot believe this happened I screamed in my head as I ran away from him. I thought I loved him but apparently not that jack butt. He ripped my freaking heart out threw it on the floor and then crushed it into a million pieces and all he does is laugh as I run away from him? He freaking tried to rape me and when I tell him I hate him he says he was going to break up with me anyway! All for Lisa, she was my best friend and she just betrays me by cheating on her boyfriend with my boyfriend? That little witch with a capitol "B".

All I want to do is just go to bed and never talk about Sam ever ever ever again he wasn't even worth my time. But… I thought I loved him. Apparently the feelings were one sided. That little asshole.

I only remembered those thoughts because I was looking at an old photo album from my sophomore year. I looked at the next page of pictures that had been taken at the end of that year. I was now done with my junior year and was packing up all of my stuff as my "parents" shipped me off to my aunt who was a vet and I loved to death. That set aside I could not make myself stop hating my "parents".

My dad was drunken 99.999999% of the time and almost as much as he was drunk he had a young "women", who I preferred to call sluts, in his bedroom. My mom didn't realize that he was drunk let alone cheating because she was a work-a-holic and was always away and on business, she was probably cheating too but honestly I didn't really care.

I was being sent to live with my aunt and her three children. Her children are named Ella, Gazzy, and Angle. They were all adorable and I loved them too. I realized as I got to the next page of my photo album that I was glad to be getting out of this hell hole of a place. Tomorrow I would start my journey to Arizona and I would be getting off to a new start and I wouldn't have to deal with all of this crap.

I then stood up and dropped the album in my last box and taped it up. Tomorrow was going to be a good day I thought and fell into a nightmare filled sleep in the empty room.

My dream started off as a peaceful thought. I was flying and had wings. I could fly any where I wanted and could go anywhere I wanted at any time I could soar and fly free, something I have always wanted to do. I didn't have to answer to anyone. I was care free and didn't have any obstacles in my way I had a wide open sky in front of my and a world of endless possibilities.

Then my dream turned blood red and I was attacked by this thing. He looked half human and half wolf and then to make the creature even more hideous it had wings sewn onto its back. All in all it was not a pretty sight and looked more like a sewn up doll with mix and match parts of other massed up dolls. As I was trying to talk to it, it attacked me. I tried desperately to fight it but it didn't seem to have any weak points. So I flew to the ground and tried my luck there. Then just as it was about to deliver the final blow to end my pitiful life my alarm clock went off and I thought to myself shakily saved by the bell and then laughed with a bit of humor and got up to start my new life.

After I took a shower I got dressed in black skinny jeans and a royal blue shirt with purple music notes on my shirt with black high tops. I should probably explain the music notes. You see I love music it is probably the only thing I had to keep me from thinking life is worthless. It is the only way I have gotten through this hell all these years. It keeps me calm when all I feel like is fighting. And believe me I have enough of fighting (last year I got suspended 5 times for fighting). I could probable wipe the floor with a black belts ass. I learned all this stuff when I was really little.

My mom sent me to classes and thought a woman should be able to defend herself. Looking back I only now realize it was because my "dad" was abusing her. But whatever the past is the past and I'm looking towards the future now. To my new home with my new family, the ones I truly love.

I was extremely anxious and jittery as I got into my aunts car. Her name was Val Martinez. She is a vet and is divorced. She had a husband once I don't remember what his name is though and I've never met him so I guess he really wasn't that important.

I shifted in my seat awkwardly as my Aunt put her seat belt in and turned the key in the ignition. I didn't like cramped spaces and I definitely don't like car trips from Virginia all the way to Arizona. 'At least I was away from my dad' I silently repeated in my head over and over and over again. Then it really hit me I was getting out of this hell hole and away from my stupid parents!

I suddenly wanted to jump for joy in My Aunt's car and then I sourly remembered I could not because it was too cramped. I swallowed and tried to calm myself. Ok I thought u can do this Max just be strong. You are Maximum ride for heaven's sake!

My Aunt then looked up at me and asked "Are you ready to go sweetie? Do you have everything?"

I smiled and nodded my head to both questions and she proceeded to back the car out of the drive way and started the long journey to Arizona.

About an hour in I was bored to tears… Except I Maximum Ride do not cry. My parents and past experiences have raised me never to cry… So I don't. It's this rule about me. It's just a rule ever since that night a year ago I just DON'T end of story. So anyway I took out my iPod and started to listen to music. I feel asleep after about the first 3 verses due to my lack of sleep the previous night.

To my surprise I didn't dream. Maybe it was the extremely comforting potholes in the road or the sound of cars honking in my ear on the highway. Needless to say I didn't sleep very well in the car either. This was going to be a loooooong trip I sighed to myself.