Hey there! Black Rose here.
So, Im finally coming out with an actual story. All ive ever done before was 2 one-shots, and i think they went over okay. But i dont really know. I dont have much self confidence for my self, so i would really like it if you would help me out by reviewing, messaging me, or anything with ways to help out with my writing and stuff like that :) Flames are welcome, but can you try to keep it somewhat nice?

Disclaimer: I dont own Maximum Ride (although it would be crazily awesome if i did) but i do own the plot and any other characters that you dont recognize.

Oh and p.s., sorry if some of the characters seem OOC. I tried to make them like their regular characters, but i also felt like adding in what i think they should be like. So sorry if you noticed the changes and arent a big fan of them.

Read on :)

Chapter 1

Kill me. Please.

Why did mom have to take that job and move us from freaking Huntington Beach, California to this god forsaken place they call Phoenix, Arizona. Sure, she says it has "great benefits" and "they'll pay me more money," but really? Hot, middle of nowhere Arizona? No wonder they're going to pay her more money to move out here. It is the freaking dessert! Not to mention riding in the car with my sister for six hours listening to her go on and on about how, and I quote "how amazingly awesome this place is going to be."

Oh god, kill me now.

"Max, you're talking to your self," My mom said to me.

"Sorry." I looked down at my ipod touch and changed the song to Maybe by Sick Puppies.

I guess I should tell you about my self. My name is Maximum Alexandra Martinez, but I prefer to go by Max. No seriously, you better call me Max or I will kick your butt from here until next Tuesday. Well anyways, I'm sixteen years old. I have blonde-ish hair that has a blue streak down the left side, and have brown eyes. I am about 5'7" with a nice toned and tanned athletic body. I guess that is what you get from all the sports I play. I am also what you would call "bad-ass and sarcastic." You will have the amazing chance to witness and meet that later. I-

"Max honey, we're here." My mom said to me as she pulled the car into the driveway knocking me out of my thought. Gee thanks mom.

I sighed. Here goes nothing I guess. I got out of the car and took a good look and the new house. It was a huge three-story brick home sitting on ten acres of land. It was actually cool looking, but you better not go and tell people I said that. There were a few other homes around it, but it wasn't like neighborhoods were its house after house.

"Oh my gosh mom! This house is like really big and cute! I love it! Don't you just love it Max?" That would be my half-sister Ella. I love her and all, but she can be a real pain sometimes.

"Yeah sure Ella. It's great." I replied with a smile.

"Girls, why don't you go in and find your rooms and start unpacking. All of your stuff should be in there." My mom told us.

"Okay mom." Ella and I replied at the same time.

Okay, I do have to admit. My room is freaking amazing. It was on the second floor down the hall from both my mom and Ella's rooms. It had a decent sized bathroom with a tub, a shower, and two separate counters. Of course, there was a toilet, but I did not feel the need to mention that, but I guess I did anyways. There was a large walk-in closet. That is something that I can live with out. Give me a dresser and I am perfectly fine. Since my room was located on the corner of the house, I had a balcony that wrapped around on each side, so I could access it from each side. My bed was located on the opposite corner from my door and there was a flat screen mounted to the wall across from it. I guess I can quit boring you with the details of my room. It's not like you care or anything.

I noticed that I had multiple boxes scattered around my room and decided that it was in my best interest to get started on them.

Wow, did I just say that it was in my best interest? God, I'm turning into my mother.

Two hours later while I was working on, let's say the bazillioth box, Ella decides to make her gracious and well expected arrival into my room. Uninvited of course.

"Wow Max! Your room is so cool! Why couldn't I have this room? I mean, my room is cool and all, but dang. I love this room."

"Ella, just…shut up. Is there something you want?"

"Yeah. Mom said that we should take a break and go around town to explore."

"And what if I don't want to?"

"Ill tell mom about what happened in Cali."

Stupid sisters and their ability to black-mail you every second they get.

"You wouldn't."

"Watch me. MOM! MAX W-"

"Quit yelling Ella! Fine I'll go. Just give me a few minutes to get ready and get some things together."

Yes. Give me sometime before having to hang out with her. I love her and all, but she gets very…annoying, if you will, at times. And now I bet your wondering what happened back in Cali huh? Well guess what. Im not going to tell you. Maybe later.

Ill spare you the boring details of getting ready, but somehow it started with Ella rushing into my room twenty-five minutes later because I still hadn't come down and ended with her making me drive her to the mall in my car. Now let me tell you, Ella + Shopping, especially at a mall like this one, = a disaster area for me. Ella loves to shop. Me? Not so much at all. I personally hate it. Tons of over priced jeans, shirts, and shoes jammed into a store that as soon as you walk in and smell the crazy amount of perfume and then you're lying on the floor dead because you can't breathe? Nah, I don't think so. Although I really don't think your really going to die, it is way too much.

So a hour and a half later Ella and I are sitting at a table in the food court, eating Chinese from some Chinese place, surrounded by useless clothing "she just had to buy" for her, and sadly, me too. Looks like their going in the back of the closet with the other clothing she has bought me over the years. Although I did get me some more skinny jeans, a new pair of converse, and a few t-shirts, things that I ACTUALLY want.

"Gosh Max! This food is so good. And wow! Have you seen this mall? I was so afraid after leaving Cali that I would have like, no mall, but dang! This one is awesome. Two stories? This is amazing. Although no mall can compete with the mall back at Huntington Beach, but this one will definitely work."

"Ella, please, for the sake of man kind, shut up!" Like I said before, I love her and all, but she is a handful, and can really get on my nerves.

"Sorry Max. So, have you seen any cute boys? I sure have. This place is loaded with them."

"No Ella. I haven't." I haven't been able to look at cute guys since what happened with my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend.

No. Bad Max. Stop thinking about Chase. What's done is done. You can't go back in time and change what has been done.

"I told you, you need to stop thinking about him. He is a jerk. You deserve way better than what that dick did to you"

"Language Ella."

"Sorry. Hey, what do you think about him? It looks like he's staring right at you. And he is really fine. I would do things to that boy."

"ELLA MARTINEZ!" I yelled and got a few looks from people sitting around us.

"Sorry."

I turned around in my chair to see who she was talking about. And one thing came to my mind when I saw him.

That boy was fine.

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So how was it? Like it? Hate it?
It seems a little short to me. Ill try to make it longer in the future.

Review :)

-Black Rose