Max's biological father, Jeb, died years ago, along with her mother in a car foster father, Noah, abuses her. When she goes to her new school, she meets the flock, Iggy, Fang, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel. She promised herself to not get to get attached to anyone, but will she be able to keep that promise? Everyone in the flock has wings and their powers, but they have never met. None of the books have ever happened. Fax and Niggy. The title may change, I'm not sure.
"What's wrong, Maxi?" My fath-no, I can't even call him that, Noah, asked me. "Is 'wittle Maxi hurt?" He asked me mockingly. He kicked me in the gut again and he laughed when I groaned in pain.
Maybe I should back up a bit. My name is Max, Maximum Ride and yes, I'm a girl. I'm fifteen years old and my biological mother and father, Jeb and Valecinia (A/N Sorry about possible spelling mistakes for Mrs. Martinez's first name) were killed in a car crash when I was five. I was sent to an orphanage. That's where Noah came in. He waltzed right in and adopted me when I was ten, even after he saw my wings. Yep, you heard me, wings. I didn't mention that before, did I? Oh well. Anyways, I'm 98% human and 2% bird. People call me the mutant birdkid, but I prefer Avian-American. But I'm getting off topic. Noah adopted me, and I loved him for that. But after a while, he started abusing me, kicking me, punching me, throwing stuff at me, and on rare occasions, he would rape me. I couldn't say anything to the police because then Noah would kill me. Literally. Noah has decided that we're moving away from Arizona. He decided that he wanted to go to New York. I dropped the plate that I was drying, causing it to shatter. That's why I'm currently on the floor, being beated...again. Noah pulled me up off the ground by my hair and punched me in the face. Repeatedly. I sighed, tomorrow I'll be in school, and I'm going to have a black and blue face!
"Maxi! Clean up this mess you made and get in the car! We're leaving to the airport in five minutes!" Noah barked at me and I nodded, glowering at him as I did as he said. In minutes we were on the plane, which was in the air, and I could finally relax. I closed my eyes and rewarded my body with some much needed rest.
"Maxine! Get your lazy ass up! We're at our new home!" Noah yelled in my ear, smacking my face.
I glared at him. "Oh, goody! Maybe I can have a loving family here!" I said to him, my voice dripping with sarcasm. He grabbed my hair and pulled me out of the car. I fell onto the pavement, barely avoiding hitting my head on the ground, and got up. "Sorry." I mumbled. "Can I go to sleep now?" I asked him, glaring at the back of his head.
"Whatever, just get out of my sight." He spat at me. I ran inside the house and ran into the smallest bedroom. I collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
Welcome to my shitty life.