Hey, this is my first Maximum Ride/Twilight fan fiction. I am also working on a Twilight fan fiction.

I don't know how long it will take me to finish this. It will depend on how much time I have to work on it.

I don't own any of the Maximum Ride characters or the Twilight characters. I just own the plot and the added in characters.

I glanced around me as I pulled into the parking lot of Forks High School. Nothing had changed.

My mom had moved us out of Forks almost a year right after my father died. Then she ended up finding someone and married him after knowing him for about a month and a half. His name is Richard, and he isn't always the nicest person to be around. Richard acted like the perfect gentleman until him and mom were married. Now we know that he can be a heavy drinker, and he gets mean when he does drink. Luckily, Richard doesn't drink very often, and I'm the only one he picks on when he does drink. I take it and don't make a big deal as long as he leaves my little brother and mom alone. I know that he does love my mom, though.

I pulled into an empty space and grabbed my bag. I was a little later getting to the school than I had wanted to be. I noticed a shiny Volvo sitting across the lot and wondered who it belonged to. Probably a new kid, I thought to myself.

I jumped out of my black Jeep Cherokee and jogged towards the main office to get my schedule.

The lady working the main office recognized me and handed me my schedule and the little pink slips to get signed by every one of my teachers.

I walked out of the main office and briskly walked towards my first period class. I got there a few minutes before the bell.

"Hey guys, Alex is back!" Lauren called as soon as I walked in the door.

I grimaced and waved to the people who had turned to see for themselves. I had always disliked Lauren. I thought she was incredibly annoying.

"Miss Rhivers, please sit down. I believe there is an empty seat right here," the teacher called out.

There was another empty seat on the other side of the room, and I headed towards that one, just to annoy the teacher.

I saw him glare at me out of the corner of my eye and suppressed a grin. I glanced at my schedule and saw that his name was Mr. Cais.

The bell rang and the door opened simultaneously.

"Mr. Cullen, we would appreciate it if you were a bit earlier from now on," Mr. Cais snapped, still mad that I had gone to a different seat then he told me to.

I turned around and saw a tall, muscular guy make his way towards where I was sitting. I turned back around and faced the front of the room again.

"Hey, you're in my seat," he said coming up behind me.

"So?"

"Move."

"No."

He glared at me.

"There's another seat right over there." I said with a grin, gesturing towards what was supposed to be my seat.

He seemed very shocked that I didn't do what he wanted and went to his new seat.

I faced the front again and listened to Mr. Cais's lecture on the danger of chemicals. I doodled on a scrap piece of paper and wondered about why I suddenly felt like I was in danger. I had noticed it when I was talking to what'shisname.

I ignored the feeling, against my better judgment and glanced at the clock. The bell rang just then and I remembered that I had to get my slip signed. I wordlessly walked to Mr. Cais's desk and handed the slip to him. He signed it and handed it right back.

I walked back to my desk and gathered my things and then looked at my schedule to see the order of my classes:

Alexandra Erin Rhivers

Chemistry

Spanish III

Algebra II

Lunch

English 11

Gym

Government

I sighed as I read the list through. All my classes were so boring. Except for gym, I loved it and was good at all of the activities they wanted to throw our way.

Spanish III and Algebra II went by without any trouble. I headed off to the cafeteria when the bell rang, glad for a break in the monotonous day of school. I was also excited to see some of my old friends again.

I walked into the noisy lunch room and was immediately "attacked" by a group of guys. I recognized who they were and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Chris demanded, grinning at me.

"You all are! You guys haven't changed a bit!" I said through my laughter. I started laughing even harder at the wounded look that appeared on Zach's face.

"I grew seven inches since I last saw you!" he complained in good humor.

"But you all act the same." I pointed out to him.

Zach nodded, agreeing with me.

We wandered into the lunch line, chatting about everything and nothing, all at the same time. Blake accidentally bumped a small, healing bruise on my side, and I winced. Chris noticed and looked at me curiously. I just shook my head slightly, and he didn't say anything about it.

I grabbed a hamburger, French fries, and a salad, and then stared in amazement at all the food the guys were grabbing. They were getting more than me!

"What," Blake said with a grin when he saw my expression, "we're growing boys."