Hi guys, it's Nun. I have been requested to write a sequel for SuperStar, so this is it. If you haven't read SuperStar, then stop reading this and go read SuperStar. Now. Beacuse this will make no sense if you haven't read it. Seriously. Anyways, this is dedicated to Miss. Anonymous, who was my first (and only, as far as today) reviewer. She asked me to write this sequel, so here it is!

Damien: She doesn't own Maximum Ride or Fang Novae. She may have invented the last name-

I don't actually know if someone else had this last name for Fang. Don't think it matters, anyhow.

Damien: As I was saying, before I was so rudely interuppted, she does not own any of the characters in this story. She also does not own Bishop Stopford School. All she owns is Fang's last name and a tendency to go on and on and on. Enjoy.

Max POV

I walked through the doors of Bishop Stopford's Sixth Form block. Sam greeted me with a mishcevious grin on her face. "Guess what's happening on the 21st of November?" As I was about to reply, she cut me off. "Actually, don't guess. You suck at guessing. Go see for yourself. It's on the notice board in the hallway. And don't start screaming or anything."

I was puzzled as to why she thought I would start screaming. It couldn't be that exciting. maybe it was like a mufti day or something. But she had said no screaming. What could be so exciting as to make me scream. I don't scream. It's on my list of things never to do on pain of losing my amazing reputation. Let's see, I thought. Netball practice (boring), Assembly (double boring) and-

"Oh wow. You are kidding me. Is this some sort of sick joke?" Staring at me from the notice board, in big bold letters, was a leaflet about a worldwide SuperStar coming to our school. I kept reading down the sheet. On the 21st of November, local SuperStar-

"OH MY DAYS, FANG NOVAE IS COMING TO OUR SCHOOL!" Sam appeared in the doorway, smirking.

"I thought I said no screaming. Anyways, yes, he is. I can tell you're excited but it gets even better. Because-"

"AND 1 LUCKY STUDENT GETS TO MEET HIM!"

"Yeah, that. Jeez woman, do you have a need to deafen the entire hallway? But you've gotta remember, there are like 200 students in Sixth Form. The chances of you getting to meet him are-"

"I DON'T CARE! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?! THE FANG NOVAE IS COMING TO THIS SCHOOL AND I MIGHT GET TO MEET HIM! THAT WOULD BE-" Sam, clearly fed up of being cut off, put her hand over my mouth and continued talking.
"As I was saying, the chances of you meeting him are 1/200. Don't get your hopes up. But this must be some sort of big deal. I've never heard you scream about something this much, not even when I said I hated Chocolate-Chip cookies. We've gotta get going though. I bet Cameron and Aaron are wondering where we are." She dragged me to our homeroom.

"Hey screaming beauty, I'm guessing you saw the leaflet." Cameron grinned at me as I walked in the room.

"Or, she saw her reflection. Did you get dressed in pitch blackness this morning or is that what you call 'style'?" Aaron quirked an eyebrow at me. I slapped him upside the head and sat down in my place.

"No, dipwad, it's called 'I don't like walking around looking like someone cut half of my clothes clean off my body'. I have standards unlike some people in this school" I replied, motioning my head to Georgia and her little group of mindless followers.

"Fair enough. Anyhow, you excited? Your beloved Fangy boy is coming to this school. Doesn't that fill you with happiness and joy and other words you associate with Fang Novae? And don't try to pretend you're not bothered. A, we heard you scream your head off and B, you failed at trying to convince us that you weren't bothered about him." Oops. Busted.

"Well, erm... ummm... I'm happy and umm... I errr..." Just as I was trying to come up with a response, Miss. Hill walked in and we all sat down.

"Shannon?" "Good Morning Miss. Hill"

"Milly?" "Here Miss."

"George?" "Here"

And the register dragged on and on and on...

Well, that was wayy longer than it was supposed to be. Oops. Looks like this is going to have to have another chapter.

Damien: This is why I said i should've written it. I wouldn't have let it drag on endlessly. I would've-

NO ONE CARES WHAT YOU WOULD HAVE DONE! Jeez, and you say I talk too much. Anyways, Review? Please? And someone PLEASE get Damien to shuttup!

Damien: And by the way, Nun does own the characters of Miss. Hill, Shannon, Milly, George, Sam, Aaron, Cameron, Georgia and any other characters that might be introduced. I think that's it though. Am I right, Nun?

Yeah, you're correct. Bye for now, readers! *Waves*

Damien: *sigh* Yeah, bye.