*Whistle*

"Wake up! Everybody up!" A loud voice penetrated my dreams, I yawned and rubbed my eyes. I tried to stretch, but found that I was unable to, I opened my eyes and looked around me to realize I was in the small cage that I called home.

That's right. I said cage. The place where my "home" was, is called the School. It is a place of horrors. The whitecoats experimented on kids, and lets say not all of them were pretty.

I am one of the those experiments. I have wings. But they aren't useful in this dang cage. But I long for an alternate world where I can fly as long as I want, and I have a family of others like me. But I know that as long as the School has me, that will never happen.

"74925! Get UP!" I flinched as the harsh voice of the whitecoat shattered my thoughts, but that wasn't the worst of it. His thoughts were terrifying. They were all about torturing the little bird girl.

The door to the cage opened and I was roughly pulled out. I screamed and begged for someone to help. But the other kids just stared at me with worry, they were just as trapped as me.

"Stop! 74925! I COMMAND YOU TO CEASE THIS NONSENSE!" The scientist screamed.

I thrashed and tried to break away, I even unfolded my wings, trying to injure the person holding me. But he forced my wings to stay folded. I finally twisted my head around and sank my teeth into his arm. He yelled out in pain and slapped me so hard that I fell to the ground. I cried out in pain, and as the other kids began to yell, I saw a leathered boot near my head, and I screamed as red crossed my vision, and then it went black.

I screamed and sat up in my bed. I looked around, recognizing Max's room, I have a tendency to go to her room before I go to sleep, because I don't like to be alone.

"Star? You okay?" Max asked. She was by the window, and she looked a bit frazzled.

"I could ask you the same thing." I said with a small smile.

"I'm fine, just a dream." Max said. "How 'bout you?"

I nodded. "Nightmare."

"Aww." Max said, walking over to me and giving me a hug.

"Thanks. Is Fangy awake?" I asked.

"Probably not. I'm going to go make breakfast. It will make you feel better!" Max said, walking out of her room.

"Wait! You don't have to do that! We don't need you to burn down the house!" I cried, dashing after her.

"It's okay! I won't burn anything down!" Max said.

"You have fun, I'm going to wake up Ig and Fangy before I die." I said.

I ran out of the kitchen as a can flew at me.

I laughed and then stopped at the door to Fang's room. I took in a deep breath, readied myself, and then burst into the room, screaming, "Wakey, Wakey, Fangy!"

"GET OUT!" Was his response.

I leaped onto his bed and began to jump up and down. "Fat chance of that!"

Fang groaned and tried to shove me off of the bed, but I dodged him.

Stupid. Star. Won't. Let. Me. Get. Any. Sleep. OH COME ON! Fang thought as he continued to try and shove me off.

"Aww, you need your beauty sleep?" I said.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO READ MY MIND!" Fang yelled.

"So don't think so loud!" I giggled.

Fang finally succeeded in dumping me off of the bed. I laughed and got up. "Max wants you."

"And it can't wait?" Fang asked crossly as he pulled on a shirt.

"I guess it could." I said, putting my finger on my chin.

Fang glared at me, and I took off, down the stairs. I ended up in the kitchen, Gazzy pulled out a juice bottle and smiled at me. "Morning Star! Morning Fang!"

"Morning!" I said as Fang nodded at Gazzy.

There was a loud whack as Iggy ran into the table. We had moved it again without telling him. Oops, we forgot he was blind. Again. "You guys moved the table again?!"

"On behalf of my brother, I apologize." I said.

Iggy got up and and pushed Max away from the stove. "I can make breakfast, I happen to like our house, and don't want it to burn down."

"Fine. But I'm going to go wake up Nudge and Angel." Max said as she walked up the stairs.

I followed her, and when we got to their room, I witnessed Max dragging Nudge out of bed. I laughed and then dashed up to my room. I grabbed a brush and a hair band. When I went back downstairs, Nudge was sitting in a chair I walked over to the table and sat next to her.

"Can you braid my hair?" I asked, fingering the long locks, which were longer than Fangs hair.

Nudge excitedly nodded, I turned and she began to braid. I closed my eyes, and listened. Nudge was humming, Iggy scrambled eggs, Gazzy was talking about bombs, Fang sat next to me. He gave me a small smile.

When Nudge finished with my hair, Max came downstairs with Angel. Angel ran over to me and gave me a hug.

"Starry!" She cried, climbing into my lap.

"Oof! You're getting bigger, Ange!" I said.

Angel giggled. Iggy turned. "Breakfast is ready!"

"Yay!" I cried. "And our house is still standing!"

Not surprisingly, another can flew at my head. I dodged it and stuck my tongue out at Max, who glowered back.

We all ate and Angel approached the subject of picking strawberries, almost right a Gazzy's specialty showed itself. I gagged and put my empty plate in the sink.