Wow, I can't believe you guys actually wanted me to make a sequel! Once again, thanks so much to the people who read the first story in this series, Our Genie, Rina. I hope this doesn't disappoint you or anything. This story will have a good amount of surprises and interesting turns in it, but this chapter is mainly a recap, plus it explains what happened after chapter 12. So here you go! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I read somewhere that we don't have to do the disclaimer, but I want to anyways! So here goes: I don't own Maximum Ride, her flock, the School, Ari, or the entire "save the world" concept. However, I do own this plot, Rina, a few OCs that'll come up later, and Ari 2 (sadly) so it all evens out. Oh well, better not waste time telling you what I do and don't own, on with the story!

Chapter 1: Iggy's Birthday (I'm very, very sorry to people who hate recaps, but I'm going to have to include one! Don't kill me)

POV Rina

All of a sudden, the radio clicked on and my favorite song started. Despite the rock and roll, I groaned and rolled deeper in the covers, trying to block it out. Then I collected myself and remembered why I was up this early in the first place. I had to get up early, go downstairs, and make breakfast for the flock before Iggy could. I disabled his alarm last night, but you could never be sure which mornings he decided to wake up without the alarm. He needed to be completely surprised. Today, May 29, was his birthday.

And shockingly enough, this was the first year we were going to celebrate. The other four years the flock knew me, I never realized his birthday early enough. Plus those weren't as important compared to this one. Iggy was going to turn 18. For one whole month he would be two years older than little old sixteen-year-old-seventeen-in-June me.

Wait, did I just say that I had been with the flock for four years? I suppose it's true. It seemed like only yesterday that I was kissing Iggy on that beach in Oregon after we blew up the School and made Ari 2 a genie. And then there was the morning after that changed everything. I suggested they settle down and go to school of something.

At first Max and Fang were worried, the little kids were all for it, and Iggy would do whatever I wanted. They were used to being on the run and living in different places, so why not a little change? It's not like they had anyone to run from anymore. Max and Fang were just thinking about the last time they did that. And then they realized that I could do anything for them, so if they didn't like it, I could make it work for them. I didn't have to, but I would.

After a big round of debate, they agreed. I took them to a little town in Colorado called Woodland Park. It was a sleepy place, not a lot of business, and a puny downtown, but the outskirts were all small houses, forests, and Manitou Lake, which was perfect for the flock. I bought (coughmadecoughcough) us a house that was half a mile away from any other homes, which was convenient, because then they could fly over the trees and have no one see them. I still added protection, just in case, though. The house itself was pretty roomy, with a bedroom for all of us and an entire unfinished basement that served as the rec room. Plus there was a huge kitchen and dining room because we all eat so much.

And then there was school. Everyone wanted me to homeschool them, but they needed to be out among other people so they wouldn't think we were weird or anything because they never saw our parents, only a band of kids and teens. So I enrolled everyone into Woodland Park Middle School and Columbine Elementary. Iggy was being very stubborn about school, so I skipped a grade despite my age so I was in the same classes as him and the same grade as Iggy, Fang, and Max. Max and Fang didn't know, but I put them in the same classes too. When the time came I would put Nudge and Gazzy in the same ones too (I'm so evil, aren't I?) Everyone was nervous for their first day of school, but they eventually made friends with various people. Except Fang, but he was never Mr. Social. He mainly hung out with Max's friend's boyfriends.

I suppose they had a lot of fun in school. Their grades were pretty good, and it was nice that the little kids were making human friends again. For us older kids, we never separated. Some boys kinda liked me and Max, and a few girls tried flirting with Fang and Iggy. Quite a few asked us out or hinted that they would like to be asked out, but we always said no. They were all confused, because they thought that we all lived together (adopted) and were therefore up for grabs. We couldn't show too much emotion towards each other, which was sad because we really couldn't wait until we got home. But when prom came around, you can guess who we all went with (using the "just friends" excuse, we were pretty much covered, despite a few jealous onlookers).

Things were okay, but the scariest thing was that nothing happened. In four years, the only thing that happened was everyone moving from grade to grade. Max, Fang, Iggy, and I only had one more year left of high school, which meant one more year of having our future planned out for us. Fang and Iggy got jobs at the sports store (which meant gunpowder galore!), and Max just sent in an application to the dinner down by the school, and they only got those jobs to keep people from wondering how we lived with a mom (I made an older version of Max to be our mom. Ironic, huh?) who no one saw work, only pick us up from school. But not a lot happened. I was used to that after years of being in an iPod, but the flock was never used to it, and I could only entertain them in so many ways. That's why today was a special day. It's not every day your boyfriend turns eighteen.

Oh yeah, I should probably get up and cook breakfast before Iggy beat me to it. I bounded out of bead, unaware of the sudden headache I got from getting up too fast, and silently stumbled down the stairs. And after all that silence, after all that unheard clumsiness, the pantry door just had to pick today to creak. Thankfully, no one heard it, and I proceeded with breakfast. Let's see, they've got big appetites, so why not bacon? They all like it. And hash browns, especially for Angel, and Nudge, who was still scarred from when Fang ate that "desert rat". Eggs, Iggy always liked those (ha ha, bird kids, eggs, I get it). And juice, of course. Muffins, bagels, and Gazzy did like that time I made pancakes.

Soon the kitchen was full of sizzling and steam. I was almost done with the feast when Iggy stumbled into the kitchen.

"What's all this?" he mumbled, still sleepy.

"Well, today's your special day. You should get to sleep in and not cook for once!"

"What, isn't it everyone's special day?"

"No, we're not celebrating the fact that school's out."

"Oh, so I got fired?" I guess I forgot to mention that the management at the sports store wasn't exactly the nicest bunch.

"Nice try. But I arranged it so that you have today off." The timer beeped at that moment, and I took the muffins out if the oven

"But what's the occasion?" I think he was awake by now, and very, very curious.

"Happy birthday, Iggy." I kissed his cheek and he smiled and pulled me in for more. Thankfully I wasn't cooking at the moment, and we stayed like that for who-knows-how-long. Then the flock staggered into the room to see us.

"Jeez, we get it, you can stop eating each other's faces now." Max whined, like she doesn't want to do the same to Fang. Then they noticed the food and all was forgotten. They fell on the food like erasers who haven't eaten in a week. Apparently I did well, because they didn't stop eating until I pulled them away.

"Can't you wait until you're sitting?" I asked. Everyone fought to sit on the stools, the floor (since there were only three stools), or in Gazzy's case, the countertop. "That isn't what I meant and you know it. Go to the dinning room and you can eat." I bet I sounded like a mom, because I was rewarded with a few smirks as everyone raced towards the door and into the next room. I turned to Iggy.

"Could I have some help carrying the plates in? You're the only one who won't pig out."

"I don't know, I haven't tasted it yet, but I can't wait until I do. They haven't eaten like that since we were starving." He commented as he hoisted up a platter. "Honestly, do you have any flaws?"

"Well, I'm kinda clumsy." I confessed as we started taking in dishes. Eventually Iggy was the only one taking them in, because I had to stay and make sure no one started eating. Once all the dishes were out, I said "Dig in!" They didn't need to hear anything else. It was like before, only I wasn't stopping them. Iggy had a seat, and after one bite, he ate as fast as the rest of them. I must admit, it was pretty good, speaking as the cook.

Eventually they slowed down a little, which was good because I was almost out of food. They had more time between bites, and they leaned back in their chairs, clearly stuffed.

"All in favor of Rina cooking say 'Aye'" Max suggested.

"Aye" I looked up to see everyone raising their hands. Even Fang, surprisingly enough, I thought he wouldn't show he liked it, as Mr. Tall, Dark, and Silent. Iggy had his hand up too, looking at me with pride.

"All right, but Iggy's still in charge of cooking. I'm only second in command." I mumbled. I didn't want Iggy to loose his post over me.

"Fine. But why did you cook so much today?" Nudge asked.

Iggy answered for me. "Rina said today's my eighteenth birthday." Everyone perked up at this, and a few said "Happy birthday!" I silenced them.

"Okay guys, all birthday plans aside, I have a special treat for all of you. You're all going to meet your parents today." The room was instantly silent. Everyone was frozen with shock.

"Our parents?" Angel was the first to speak. "Are you sure? Shouldn't we stay for Iggy's birthday?"

"Positive. You guys ought to meet your parents, and why not today?" I sent a separate thought to everyone but Iggy. "C'mon, guys, I need everyone out of the house for the day so we can have a big party tonight. It'll be fine, I promise."

"All right, we'll go!" Nudge was the first to catch on. "I always wanted to meet them anyways."

"But I already know my parents are Jeb and Dr. Martinez." Max said. She wasn't complaining, just stating a fact.

I was prepared. "Well, you haven't seen them in a while. I think you should see how they're doing."

"Fair enough. But I met my parents already! And I don't really want to go see them again." Iggy said. He didn't sound too happy to think of how his parents had tried to make him a news star.

"Stick around until everyone else leaves, I've got a special place for you to go to." I told him.

"I don't want to meet mine." Fang said suddenly. Everyone was startled.

"Why not?" Max asked.

"My mom's a drug addict, remember? I don't want to meet some woman who had me by accident." Dang, I hoped it wouldn't come to this.

"Fang, I'm sorry, but your mom is dead. She died a week after you were born. You'll be meeting your dad. And you might want to explain the wings and the flock to him because he might need to know." Everyone was silent for a minute.

Max was the first to respond. She put her hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Fang." Instead of shrugging her off and looking away, he turned towards her and looked into her eyes. Fang has gotten a little better at displaying emotions lately, especially with Max. Must be the job, since he has to help customers and look like he actually cares.

"It's okay, I should have seen it coming."

"Well, it's settled then! We're going to meet our parents!" Gazzy sounded excited to meet the people who abandoned him and his sister for money. Maybe he was just glad to know his were alive.

"Well, Gazzy, Angel, since you seem so eager to get going, come here." I said. They stood in front of me. "Okay, guys, your parents are Mr. and Mrs. Stewart. Just go right on in, the door isn't locked." Maybe I should mention that they couldn't afford a lock. No, they could find out on their own. Better not rain on their parade. I held my hands out in front of them, and they disappeared.

"Who's next?" I asked them.

"Me! Me!" Nudge was practically jumping up and down with excitement. She bobbed over to me.

"Fine, you. When you ring the doorbell, a younger version of you will answer the door. You'll find out who she is later." I said with a smug grin. "Ask for Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, and say you were the baby that was taken from them fifteen years ago. You can figure it out from there." Nudge was still trying to figure out who the younger version of her was when she vanished.

"Max?" I beckoned. She took her time, confident that her parents (well, her mom and sister, at least) were nice people. "Well, you know the drill. Do you want to see Jeb, or will you be too busy devouring chocolate cookies as fast as you can?"

She scowled. "I'll just see mom and Ella, thanks."

I shrugged. "Your choice. Have fun!" then she disappeared too. Fang was already waiting, an unsure look on his face.

"Fang, you have nothing to worry about. Your dad is cool. You might even like him." Iggy cracked up next to me.

"Oh, say it isn't so! Heaven forbid that Fang should like anyone besides Max!" I couldn't help but grin a little at his statement. Fang didn't look so amused.

"Shut up, Figgy. Anything else?" he asked me.

"Well, you should find out the biggest surprise for yourself. Just ask the servants for Mr. Denton, they'll let you in." Before he could let the "servant" part sink in, I poofed him to the mansion his dad lived in.

"Well, where do I go?" Iggy asked, still grinning from his comment.

"Wherever you want to, as long as you take me."

"Huh? I thought you'd take me to Fiji or something."

"And let you watch all the shirtless women perform their sex dance in front of you? No chance. You can be tempted, you know. Besides, deep down you don't want Fiji as a birthday present."

"And how do you know what I want for a birthday present?"

"Ex-genie, remember?"

"Oh yeah. So what do I want?"

"You want to spend a day alone with me."

He blushed. "So maybe I do. But would you?"

"Is this an invitation?"

"Maybe."

"Then of course I'll go!"

"Fine then, let's go." He smiled and offered me his arm. I took it, and we went to the car.

Well, did you like it? Or totally hate it? Please review, I want to know! And I'm sorry it was so slow, but it'll pick up a lot after the next chapter. Things will have some interesting turns towards the end, but for now I have to explain stuff.

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