DISCLAIMER - I DON'T OWN ANY MAXIMUM RIDE STUFF!!

A/N: i just finished reading the second maximum ride book and i LOVED it! this series is one of the best - in my book (get it? haha...ooohh, boy...i should stop with the jokes, shouldn't i?) I just took like bits and pieces of the story. So every thing that's happened so far in MY reading, probably had happened in my story. But idk what happened next so i just made up my own stuff... it kinda jumped around so it's not really winter anymore... spring maybe?

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CHAPTER 1

"What now?"

I looked up at Fang. His dark eyes stared blankly at me.

"Don't know," I replied, rapidly turning my head towards the shimmering ocean in front, lit up by the magnificent sunset.

Fang picked up a flat stone and threw it on the water. Skidding, it went about thirty feet or so. Locking his eyes on the glorious sight before him, his face seemed to just drop. His expression hadn't changed, but I know him well enough to read the slightest movement of his face. Disappointment painted over him, like a brush streaking back and forth. With every streak, his disappointment grew.

"Hey," I said as a reached for his shoulder.

"I'm fine," he said walking forward, my fingers just missing their target.

Hmm, I thought, if I got a dime for every time I heard that one – well, you know the rest. I rushed up to him and said hastily, "What's up?"

Silence reigned once again.

"You upset because I don't have a plan or –"

"Not that." Just like Fang to keep his words at a staccato: short and sweet – always to the point. I kept my yap shut, knowing that prying Fang to open up is out of the question. Suddenly his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something but was cut short by Nudge.

"Guys, guys, look what I found!" She held out her soft, dark hand to reveal a diminutive bright mango-colored shell. It looks like a happy tornado, I thought. I heard Angel giggle as she skipped over to us. Of course – I keep forgetting she can read minds.

"It's prettyful!" my sweetheart exclaimed.

I directed my thoughts toward her. 'Prettyful' isn't a word. She only responded by grinning sheepishly. I smiled back, I mean, when has grammar been a big part of our lives – besides our short time at the school? "It is pretty."

The Gasman walked up, barely setting his gaze on the thing; he shot, "Pretty stupid."

"Whoa, little Mr. Attitude," Iggy retorted playfully, "What does it look like anyway?" Oh yeah, he can't see. School decided to do some experiments on his eyes, and now he's blind.

Nudge happily described her treasure.

I shifted my eyes to Fang. He kept quiet. I sighed. I hate it when he's so secretive, but then again, that's what makes Fang, Fang.

"Yo," Fang startled me out of thought so much that I jumped about three feet up in the air, "You going to worry about me or are you going to devise a plan?"

"What makes you think I'm only worrying about you?" That was the stupidest thing I've ever said. Of course I'm worried about him. I'd be worried about anyone in our flock who isn't acting like their normal selves.

"Well, you're staring at me."

My face flushed. I tried to keep cool, "Well why won't you tell me what's wrong?"

"'Cause nothing is."

"Yeah, and I believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny"

He flashed a quick smile. It covered up something. Something he obviously doesn't want me to know – let alone anyone else.

"So you want me to just pretend like nothing's wrong with you?" I crossed my arms over my chest. A leadership position, I know.

"That should be easy, seeing as to how there isn't anything wrong."

"Whatever," I muttered, "but you seemed like you wanted to say something back there."

Once again, he said nothing. So brushing his shoulder as I walked by was sweet enough of revenge.

I glided towards the ocean. Cool water whipped my feet and endless amounts of sharp shells nailed my skin – but you know what? It felt so good. The orange sky shattered reality into imagination. Something this breath-taking couldn't be real, could it? A dolphin's shimmered back exposed itself and then disappeared behind the dark blue waters. It felt like heaven.

Get back on the road Maximum Ride.

Ha-ha, very funny.

Eyes on the prize – don't forget that.

Stupid Voice, why pop in now? We're always on the run so we scarcely notice the scenery.

You don't have time to notice scenery, maybe after you save the world.

Uh-huh, and when will that be, I thought sarcastically.

Whenever you meet your destiny, my Voice replied.

Okay, now you sound like a fortune cookie.

Maybe, but a fortune that will come true – don't fight it Max.

"Screw you!" I shouted.

Five concerned faces attracted towards me.

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ok... so this story was a bit short, but this is my first chapter of a story i will HOPEFULLY FINISH!! i don't really know what's gonna happen next to tell you the truth, but that's what creativity is for, right?

PLEASE COMMENT!!

i wanna know what you guys think of this story... like if it's sucky or really not all that bad and if you have any ideas on anything please spread the joy of knowledge! i have a slight idea now... but still XD