DISCLAIMER: I don't own Maximum Ride, but man it would be amazing if I did! I don't own the lyrics either. It's The Killers and the song is Somebody Told Me.

So, I finished this morning and started to write the OC story. If you don't like it, you can tell me, I won't be mad. But yeah. I really hope you do like it!

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I was asleep, you know, when everything is silent an dpeaceful and you don't have to worry about anything. Yeah. I was in that wonderful state of mind when the annoying voice of our very own Mother Max popped into my room.

See, normally I have music playing while I sleep because music is basically what I live off of. But last night Max made me turn it off because I was "disturbing everyone else".

Yeah. Right.

If they haven't learned to deal with it by now then something's wrong with them.

Anyway, she comes in all quiet and tiptoes to my bed. She leans in really close and whispers in my ear, "Blaise, honey, time to wake up." I seriously almost smacked all the living crap out of her! As though I'm not two months older than her! I mean, seriously! "Breakfast is almost ready."

"Shut up," I hissed, pulling my covers back over my head and trying to shut the world out.

With some ethereal force that had somehow possessed her, Maximum Ride dared to pull my blankets completely off of my body. "Get dressed," she threw over her shoulder as she walked out of my room.

I growled and pushed my russet curls out of my eyes. I rolled my eyes as I realized there was no point in staying in bed all day. I pushed off the bed and staggered to my dresser, pushing play on my CD player. The song blared through the speakers as I pulled clothes on haphazardly. "Breaking my back just to know your name. Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game. I'm breaking my back just to know your name. But heaven ain't close in a place like this. Anything goes but don't blink, you might miss. 'Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this. I said heaven ain't close in a place like this. Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight. Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight."

See, that's the best thing about being in a house full of kids and only kids. We never have to match or do anything we don't want to.

"Well somebody told me that you had a boyfriend that looked like a girlfriend that I had in February of last year. It's not confidential, I've got potential."

Nudge burst into my room, her dark hair spraying around her face and her brown eyes wide with excitement. She started jumping up and down, singing at the top of her lungs. "Ready? Let's roll into something new, taking its toll and I'm leaving without you. I'm ready, let's roll onto something new."

I stood at the side, trying not to laugh at her craziness that was showing through. "Come on Blaise! You need something fun in your life!" she screamed, gripping my hands and making me jump up and down.

"I live with you, don't I?" I laughed, finally starting to sing along, my alto voice contrasting with her sharp soprano. "You had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend that I had in February of last year! It's not confidential, I've got potential! Ready? Let's roll onto something new taking its toll and I'm leaving without you I'm ready, let's roll onto something new. 'Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this. I said heaven ain't close in a place like this. Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight. Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight. Well, somebody told me you had a boyfriend that looked like a girlfriend I had in February of last year. It's not confidential, I've got potential. A rushin', a rushin' around. Pace yourself for me. I said maybe baby please but I just don't know now. When all I wanna do is try!"

I walked into the hallway, pulling my hair into a messy ponytail when Nudge attacked me from behind.

"Blaise!" she screeched, squeezing me extra hard.

"Nudge," I said with about half of her energy. See, me and Nudge are almost like sisters. Like, blood sisters. We're really, really close and talk about stuff that we can't with anyone else. It's not that I don't love everyone else, it's just that me and Nudge get along really, really well. Which is really weird because Nudge is bright and bubbly all the time while I'm sarcastic and mean most of the time.

Weird.

We finally made it down to breakfast. And, as usual, we were the last ones downstairs. Unfortunately, that also meant that we had the least wanted seats. Right next to the Gasman.

Why do we call him that you ask? Well, because whenever Gazzy let's one rip, it's like you need a gas mask. It's absolutely disgusting!

Anyway, we all sat down at the table. If you looked at us all at once you would probably wonder how we're related. Well, we're not. Only the Gasman and Angel are. But even though we all look and act different, we can't imagine life without each other.

There's Max, the Mother Theresa of us all. She takes care of us and tires to make life as normal for us as possible. There's Fang, the dark and brooding one. He just sits and stares and never talks. To any of us! Iggy is blind. But he's normal. He just can't function when we move anything. Nudge talks all of the time. But it's okay because I don't have to pay attention when she does talk. The Gasman is, well, the Gasman. He's cute and he doesn't complain much. And then there's Angel.

I think that her an Max were made out of the same stuff. Because, well, Angel is sweet and stuff but kinda annoying. And Max tires to be all forceful but nice and that's really annoying!

But you can't tell the Gasman any of that. Him and Angel are the only siblings and because of that, he'll have our heads if we ridicule Angel.

And it doesn't help that she can read minds. How's that for not having any privacy?

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A/N: I hoped you liked it! It was fun to write! R&R!