The Academy

by Pretty Little Problems

Max is accepted to the prestigious Hale Academy of Performing Arts. While attending she unknowingly befriends two other experiments. Is it just a coincidence? Probably not. So now it's up to the flock to find out what's going on at The Academy. Fax.

1. Chapter 1

I'm re-writing this story, and once I completely finish it I may end up re-writing it again. Disclaimer (and I'm only doing this once): I do not own Maximum Ride or any of the other familiar things on here such as songs, unless specified as mine, or certain name (Hale, Meyer, ect.)

Max POV

"We're going to school," I announced to my flock. I think they took the news pretty well: Angel and Nudge were ecstatic, Gazzy was confused, Iggy was pissed, and Fang's eyes widened a little so he was obviously shocked.

"Where are we going? Is it near here, I don't want to have to move, I like it here. You know, Dr. Martinez makes great cake. Cake is good isn't it-" Iggy put his hand over Nudge's mouth.

Thank God, Fang mouthed to me amused. I kinda smiled, but I knew he wouldn't be as happy once he found out where we -well, where I- was going to school.

"You guys are going to Meyer Day School," I said, noting the confusion on Iggy and Gazzy's faces.

"Where are you going to school, Max?" Gazzy asked.

"Don't be silly Max is going to Meyer School too, right Max?" Angel said.

"Umm…" I replied, not knowing how to phrase my answer.

"Um?" Fang asked skeptically. He already knew what was going on because I told him about this when I got the application. He wasn't very happy about it, but he accepted that this was the school I wanted to go to. And he would have to be an idiot to think that I would put school before the flock. The flock always comes first. And I told him that before I told him about the application.

"Well, last week I was accepted to the Hale Academy of Performing Arts," I replied, "so I will be attending that high school."

Well, needless to say that went over like a ton of bricks. My flock let this information sink in for a second.

Then the Nudge channel turned on.

"Wait you're going toH.A.P.A.? I heard that was the best performing arts school in all of America! And it's right by the Martinez's…" She trailed off.

"Yep, and that's where we'll be staying. We'd better get going if we're going to get there by next week," I said.

"Wow. I thought Fang would at least be kind of angry at you for making us go to school," Nudge said.

"Already knew," Fang told her.

"Okay, get ready to leave, guys," I said. And we were off to Arizona...

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