Hey guys, Lina Heart here. I hope you like my new story, this is the first time I've ever done a story on fanfiction! Review if you like it!

Disclaimer: James Patterson

Chapter 1

A Normal Life for a Free Girl

I used to be an orphan. I would run around, going from town to town, never stopping, always going. They called me Maximum because I was the best thief around. I could grab something from a store, tuck it under my cloths (sometimes even IN my cloths) and be gone without a trace within seconds. It was a rough life, but I liked it. I felt strong. Powerful even. I could get whatever I wanted, with the swish of a wrist.

Then the police found me.

They took me to an orphanage. I never told them about the theft I commited. Why would I? The other kids didn't like me. They would laugh and hit me on the playground, and when I hit them back they would cry and make me into some kind of bully. I missed my old life, the free life. I hated the cloths I had to wear, listening to the nuns go on and on about what 2+2 is and all that crap.

Then I got adopted. Her name was Dr. Martinez. She had no husband. Only a little girl named Ella and some other kids she had adopted. Ella had come along that day I was adopted. We were both close age wise. We were also close by our wants. We both wanted freedom. And in a way, I was getting it.

When I left the orphanage, taking only the cloths I was wearing and my stuffed hawk toy, I found my self in a moderately sized house. The walls were wood, there were a lot a light pastel colors on the walls, and it smelled of chocolate chip cookies.

At that moment I fell in love with that house. I met the other kids; Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gassy, and Angel. All weird names, but they had named themselves to so it was expected.

As years went on I grew closer to these people, not blood related but the closest family I had ever had. Never did I suspect that as I slowly came to my teenage years, an affection would bloom for one of those people.

Okay guys, this is it. I know, really short, but it'll start moving along soon enough. Thanks! ily, Lina Heart