Ok, I own characters ect, but I do not own Maximum Ride. This isn't really a Max Ride story anyway. This was written as an English assignment, but I really liked it. Plz read!

Zahkane

The wind whistled through my short black hair. Jakeob pushed me again and I tripped on the cool roof of the 20 story building. Dillian had been ruffling through my stuff the whole way up here, and now, with my iPod in his hand, he is watching my things fall way down below.

Sucker! My iPod doesn't even work!

"Hope you can fly, Zah!" said Jakeob. I smiled. Hope you won't faint, I thought, not opening my mouth.

"Why the heck are you smiling? Guys? Why is he smiling?" Ha! I could here the tinge of fear in Dillian's voice. Haha! Hahaha! Man! It's SO funny! I started laughing, both hysterically, and uncontrollably.

"Just push him!" said Tim, appearing from the roof hatch.

"Ooh! Oh man! Can I do it? Can I PLEASE push him?" said Dillian.

"Meh. What do I care who pushes him?" Jakeob pushed me to the edge, where Dillian was literally jumping with excitement. *COUGH* baby *COUGH!*

Still giggling a little bit, I peered over the edge. It was 5:00pm, rush hour here in the city. I could see my bag and other belongings smashed and scattered down on the footpath below.

With no warning, I was shoved roughly, sending me over the edge.

I began to fall, back-down, arms out wide. Yes, I was in fact still smiling! But you'll find out why soon enough. About 5 stories before 'SPLAT', I rolled over and… wait for it… SPREAD MY WINGS!

I angled upward and shot straight up the side of the building. When I got to the top, I ripped my iPod from Dillian's hand, flew up another 10 meters, and threw it straight at Jakeob's head!

"What the—…" Was all he said before being knocked unconscious. Tim fainted, and Dillian made a mad dash for the roof hatch, tripped, face planted into the cement, got back up, and raced for it again.

Ok, so you might be thinking, "Why'd they throw you off a 20 story building Zahkane?" Well, the answer is simple:

We were in the middle of a huge test, talking report cards and possible scholarships here, and I noticed Jakeob cheating! Of course, being a good little boy, I went up to the teacher and dobbed him in. He got in bucket loads of trouble, and I got the good report and scholarship!

It's now been 2 days since trouble with Jakeob. Today's Sunday, and I am lazing back on the public beach, chilling out.

Suddenly a large shadow fell over me. I opened my eyes and took a look at who was blocking my light.

Let's see, black eye, 2 guys to assist him, and a really ugly face with a mean smile planted across it.

"Hey Jake!" I said, standing up.

"Hey Zah!" he replied with false enthusiasm. He threw a strong punch at my head, but I whipped up my right hand and grabbed his fist before I even felt the wind from it.

I paused there, and … smiled. Yeah, I know right? I am such a happy person!

I then sped it up again, and punched him in the gut. Hard. He doubled over in pain.

Ok, so I could have done that when I first crossed him, but I promised myself that I wouldn't hurt a single person, nor fight being hurt, unless that person had before purposely hurt, tried to hurt or tried to kill me.

Jakeob was guilty of the third. I pretended I was going to punch again, and all three of them ran off like little school girls.