HEY-O! It be me Warriorz! Im writing a new story. Hope you like it

Alison's POV

Hey, my name is Alison Johoson but call me Ali or I will punch your face. Well here is about me before we get on with my story.

Name: Alison Marisa Johoson

Age: 14

Strengths: I can fight, i have pretty good grades(not awesome but i try), i can run fast, and I'm great at sports.

Weaknesses: overly sensitive, a 'bit' overly protective, too loud, i can be annoying, I'm not cautious enough or too much(kinda like the time i was almost hit by that car...) and I trust too many people.

Powers: hehe i got 'em wings yo!(like my gangsta voice there) and I'm part cat.

Now, where to start where to start...hmm..oh! The gym, thats where it all happened.

TIME SKIP

"Come on Ali! Pass the ball!" Yelled my coach, i could tell she a about to have a breakdown and start yelling at me. We were practicing volleyball in the gym. I was ok at volleyball...ok fine, i actually sucked at it. One of the only sports that I'm not good at. Well except basketball, I mean how do you get a stinkin basketball into a hoop 9 feet in the air, and they call ME crazy.

"Ok. Practice is over guys, you can go." Said our coach with a sigh. I quickly got to the locker rooms, there was once that I accidentally went into the guys' locker room, believe me...NOT PRETTY! I quickly got my bag and left, i went out those two BIG doors in the front of the gym that lead to where all the lockers are. My school is ok, I mean its pretty good but not the best.

"HEY! ALISON!YOU SAID YOU WILL HELP ME WITH HOMEWORK!" Shouted my friend(oh and did i mention crush...oops) Kyle. He had blond hair and blue eyes, his skin was fair and he was just H-O-T...HOT! Me? My hair is a dark brown and my eyes are a hazel-y color. My skin is pale, but i've been trying to get a tan. Im the athletic smart type. He? Well.. athletic. Smart? so much. I was to busy thinking that i didn't notice him step in front of me and snap his fingers.

"HELLO! ALI ARE YOU IN THERE!" He yelled teasing me a bit. Gosh this kid.

" Yeah. OK. I get it. When would be a good time?" I said as I walked on with him down the hallway to our class.

"Umm...Friday from 4-6pm at your house. Is that ok?"He asked. I tuned to him and smiled, he was just so dang cute. I wonder if he likes me...? But I'm too clumsy, i mean I fell down the stairs oh..a couple ahem*hundred*ahem times.

"Yup!" I say as we got into the classroom. History. Ugh, it's sooo boring, I mean it's the past. Shouldn't we think about the future instead? I sit down on my chair and wait. Class will begin in 3-2-1...

"Hello class. Please pass your homework to the front. Today we will learn about the war of 1812..." I kinda drowned him(meaning Mrs. Honiko) out after that. I felt my wings tight against my back, my ears tight on my head, my claws carefully sheathed, and my tail tucked in. i wish and prayed that I would find someone like me. I looked up.

"This must be Max, Nick, and James. Welcome. You can sit behind Ali. Over there" I motioned to the three empty seats behind me. They seemed different, like me. They walked past me and I though I saw a slight bulge in Max's back... Max...like Maximum Ride. I heard people talk about her at The School. Maybe..just maybe..she will have the answers to my questions.

"Hi I'm Ali! And welcome to North Coast High." I said and smiled. Hey..maybe this will work out.

WOW! I think that was GOOD! Please R&R! Greatly appreciated!

THANK YOU!