Ok so this is just something I made to go around a poem I wrote a long time ago.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride.

Claimer: I do own the poem. I wrote it in 2008 so yeah.

Why does life have to be so hard for a teenage girl? Why couldn't I be a boy, they have it so easy. Besides, I could have kept my name, since 'Max' generally is a guy's name.

So I just realized what many of you realized in book one: I'm in love with my best friend Fang. I know, shocking right?

But then when I went to tell him-oh let's just go to a flashback.

**flashback**

I was lying in bed, thinking. I think everyone knows what I was thinking about. If not, why are you reading this? You obviously have no idea what my books are about.

Anyway, I realized that Fang and I are meant for each other. I'm not quite sure how I came to that conclusion; it just kinda came to me.

So I got up and went down to the living room where Fang was sitting in the Lazy Boy (we've got a Lazy Boy!) working on his blog.

"Hey, Fang, we've got to talk," I said.

He kept typing for a moment, then closed his laptop and gave me his attention. He blinked, telling me to go on.

"So I've been thinking about…us-," I started to say.

"Max, it's ok. I know you don't like me. And don't worry about it; I don't feel that way about you…anymore. So just stop, ok?" he said in a strained tone, then got up and walked out the door.

I just stood there, my mouth slightly open, eyes popping out, stinging with tears and arms hanging limply at my sides. What just happened?

**End flashback**

So here I am, sitting at my desk, surrounded by crumpled sheets of paper and used tissues.

If you're wondering why I'm surrounded by tissues, it's because I, Maximum Ride, have been crying over Fang No-last-name. If you're wondering why I'm surrounded by crumpled sheets of paper, it's because I've been writing poetry. I tend to do that when I have excess emotions that I need to get out there without actually telling anyone.

After sitting her for hours, and I mean hours, I've finally got it all down. I usually don't share my poems with people, mainly because I have no one to share them with, but here, I'll share with you.

Every time I hope,

And every time I dream,

And every time I think about you,

I just want to scream.

You made me love you,

Then you broke my heart,

You got on the inside,

And tore it apart.

You snapped it into pieces,

Crushed it in you hands,

You ripped it out,

Just to throw it in the sand.

You were my friend,

I let down my guard,

I shouldn't have been so stupid,

I should have seen it from the start.

Now my heart is broken,

And it's all my fault.

So there you go, you just got a sneak peek into Maximum Ride's soul. The great Maximum Ride that can endure torture of all kinds, but can't take a little rejection.

Is this how Fang felt all those times he tried to tell me he liked me?

God, I hope not. I never meant to put him through what I'm going through now. I feel even worse knowing that he lived with the pain I'm experiencing for way longer then I have.

I, Maximum Ride, am heart broken.

Ok, I don't really like the ending. I can't think straight today. Tell me if it completely sucks, please? Or tell me if it's totally amazing, please? Just tell me something:)