The Secret Life of a Teenage Bird Kid

Max: I prefer Avian American!

A/N:This is my first fanfiction so don't be too harsh (though i'm looking forward to some criticism)! I will post a new fanfic about once a week. If I'm lucky then maybe even twice a week. I don't own any of the Maximum Ride characters or info and I don't own any of the songs or artists throughout the series. R&R!

Ch.1

Max's POV:

The floor was cold. Damn, the floor was cold. And hard. Sadly I knew this floor to well.
"Yo Ride," the officer said. "I guess this is your lucky day." "It's been my lucky day for about 3 months now, Sean." "Hey! It's officer Reynolds, if you don't mind." "I think we've been over this, Reynolds Wrap, I prefer to call you Sean, If you don't mind," I stated smartly. God, that guy needed to lose some weight.

He yanked his keys from his extremely undersized belt and grabbed a large key that I could hardly destinguish between the others, due to the endless throbbing of my head. He slightly smirked at me as I flinched from the clink clanking of that stupid door of bars. "Next time, try to be a good girl, will ya?"

I saw Nick, aka Fang as I used to call him when we were little, step out from behind him. "Nicky poo!" I guess the "fruit punch" hasn't worn off yet. "Hey Max. Ready to go?" "I am if you are, sweety pie!" He hates it when I do that. The more I make him suffer in front of authority, the better. Oh, how it gets funnier each time I do it. I stood up, wobbling from side to side. He looked at me and chuckled. "What?" I said getting aggravated. He cleared his throat and said, calm as can be "I think you should grab your underwear first." I looked to my left and saw that my Hello Kitty undies were on the ground. Though I was embarassed, my intoxicated self just chuckled. "Hehe, hey! How did those get down there?" I picked them up, stuffed them into my pocket, and shuffled out the door. Reynolds Wrap sighed behind me.

"See ya next week, Ride," he said. "Kay kay," I slurred. Fang practically carried me out the door, if it wasn't for my feet draffing across the ground, trying to catch up to the rest of my body. He opened the passenger side door, and I fell in, literally. He shook his head and got into the drivers side. I was so proud of myself for disappointing him.

"Max," he said. Oh God, I thought. Another lecture. "Yeah?" I said, sweetness dripping off of my voice. He wasn't moved. Not an inch. "You told me you wouldn't do this again." "Do what again?" I acted clueless. This was gonna be easy. I might as well take a nap while he's talking. "You promised that you wouldn't get drunk again. Not to mention drive around! I hope you know your car was towed." I woke up then. "It's WHAT?" "It's towed." "Well why didn't you get it out?" In case you didn't know, Nick's step dad was rich. He was pretty nice to. "You really think my dad would give me money to get your car back? I already had to steal from him tonight to bail you out. I can't do it again!" "Oh, like you've never done it before!" "Yeah, to get YOU out of this crap! Why can't you just stop? You know Dylan's no good for you-" "Oh, and you are?" He stared out at the bare road. It was like, 3 in the morning. He looked back at me. "Yeah, Max. I truly believe that I'm better for you than him." I raised my eyebrows and said, "Well, we already tried that. Do you really wanna repeat the past?" "Well I don't see his punk ass bailing you out of this shit right?" I didn't answer. "RIGHT?" I jumped in my seat. That was the first time he has raised his voice at me. Ever.

"Look," he said calmer now. "I know you don't wanna get back together with me, but it's worse if you stay with him for drugs and alcohol." I didn't look at him. It wasn't true. I like Dylan for Dylan. And he feels the same way too, I'm sure. "He likes you for your looks Max." "No he doesn't, Fang. Your WRONG! He loves me like you couldn't." "Oh and how's that? Hm?" I didn't know what to say, but Dylan was different. "Just take me home, Nick. Just take me home."

We hadn't talked the whole ride. He drove off before I had the chance to step off of the side walk. I jumped as high as my legs would allow me, grabbed onto my balcony, and pulled myself up. When I climbed into bed, I thought of what had happened a couple of hours ago. I was only gonna get 3 hours of sleep tonight. God, it was gonna be a long day of school. At least Dylan will be there.

6:00 A.M.

"Maxi," yelled my older brother Ari. I swear, he could tell I was wasted from a mile away. "I'm up, I'm up. Don't get your granny panties in a twist!" He laughed a deep laugh that sounded more like a growl to me. I got up and spent like 30 minutes just standing in the shower. The hot water felt good on my shoulders. I also wanted to run the hot water out just to piss Ari off. I put my hair up in a high pony tail, my brown curls bouncing as I did so. I changed into a gray tank with some skinny jeans, my dark blue hoodie and my black combat boots. I put in my blue lightning bolt earrings and clipped my Soul Eater necklace around my neck. It's a bit snug, but I'll live.

My sister, Ella, sighed at what I was wearing. "Mazzy," that was her nickname for me. She couldn't say Max when she was little. She could only say Maz. "Why can't you just be a girl for once?" she whined. "Hey," I said. "You're lucky that I'm even wearing jewelry...and underwear." "Oh God," screamed Ari. He ran out of the room yelling over and over "Too much information! Too much information!" Man, I loved messing with people.

My mom dropped me off at school at about 7:00. I looked for Dylan, running into a lot of people that I had totally forgot about during the summer. Wait till he sees me. He thought I was gonna go to a different school. He was so upset last night, I hadn't seen him at all. Oh, I can't wait to surprise him. Little did I know, I was gonnna get the surprise.

As I turned the corner, I saw bright red hair that was only obtainable through a bottle at the end of the hall. I saw Dylan too. Oh jeez, I thought. She's flirting with him again. I kept myself hidden in the girls bathroom, waiting to here how he would tell her off. But as I listened, I heard giggling, not yelling or resisting. Then I heard silence. I came out of the bathroom to see something horrible. I saw them chest to chest, eyes closed. And Dylan's tongue practically down Lissa's throat.

A/N: OOOOOHHHHH NOOOOOO HEE DIDN'T! R&R!