A/N. Hey guys, this is my first fan fiction/story ever! So please read and review and send me some 'constructive criticism' as teachers like to call it. I really appreciate you reading this!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Maximum Ride books by James Patterson and I never will so I'm only going to say this once.

Hope you love it! xD

Chapter 1

"You look beautiful, as always." I smile up at him as I step down from the stairs and accept his compliment. He places his arms around my waist and cups my chin with his hand so that I look into his eyes. Their endless turquoise color takes my breath away every time I look at them, and this time is no exception. "I'm so glad I have you. I will never need anything else." He mutters, and my stomach flutters. Leaning in, his lips meet mine and I gently place my arms around his neck. Tilting his head, he deepens the kiss and I push my body closer. I want to tug off his fancy suit jacket and be with him right now, but just as that thought enters my mind he pulls away and rests his forehead onto mine. "After dinner." Whispers Dylan, sending shudders down my spine.

"Are you sure? I mean, it's really not that big of a deal, and this place is super expensive..." I start, looking at the large fancy restaurant that Dylan has taken me to for my 21st birthday. It's made of stone, and could potentially be an old mini-castle. Plus, I never do well in cramped/crowded/fancy places. They make me nervous, I don't know why.

"Positive." He grins lopsidedly and walks around the vehicle to open my door.

"What a gentleman." I tease him, reaching for his hand.

"I'm here for your every desire, my Lady!" Dylan replies, imitating a snobby butler voice.

I snicker, slapping him gently on the arm.

I pinch my nose and raise my voice, trying to sound as stuck-up as he did. "Well then, my squire! Let us continue on our journey to the magical castle! Onward!"

Dylan laughs and sweeps me off my feet. Literally. He carries me bridal style and twirls me around. "Aah! Put me down!" I laugh, hanging onto his neck for dear life. I'm afraid that I'll fall, but also afraid that my little black dress will rip, or flutter up, revealing my underwear. I got it at a little boutique down the street, for only $70, when Dylan informed me he wanted to take me somewhere fancy. The dress reaches just above my knees and the bodice hugs me tightly. It has silver clasps on the sleeves with little fake diamonds in them. The sleeves droop and hang on the sides of my shoulders, which I really like. I had reluctantly bought the dress because I despise wearing dresses or doing myself up. But hey, may as well. It's just one night. It also seemed that Dyl really liked it, so I wasn't going to complain.

He gently rested my high heeled-feet on the ground and spun me to look at him. "I love you baby." He cooed, pulling me into a hug. I smiled ear-to-ear, I loved hearing that from him, almost as much as I loved being able to say it back.

"I love you too Dyl, more than you love me, I bet!" I giggle, pecking a kiss on the tip of his nose. Suddenly his face turned serious, and he stared deeply into my eyes, making me stop my little parade.

"No one could love you more than I could. No one."

"Ok..." I tested, suddenly a little nervous. "I know."

"Good." He smiled, lighting up his eyes again, and squeezed me in a hug. He slapped my butt and stuck his tongue out at me "Your palace awaits, my Queen!"

"I, AM, FULL." I groan, popping down on our couch back at home. I rest my hand on my overly stuffed belly and grin as Dylan sits next to me, resting his arm on my shoulders. I lean into his hard chest and begin to speak. "Thanks again for the dinner, it was sooo delicious. I don't think I'm going to be able to eat for another few days."

"Good thing too, because that meal was super expensive." I laugh at his reply, knowing it's true.

"What did you order honey? I can't remember." I ask him.

"I had the garden salad. You on the other hand, had the freaking SEAFOOD PLATTER!" Which was 34 dollars!" I sit up, suddenly alert, frightened at the tone of his voice.

"What's the big deal? You said that because it's my birthday, I could order anything I wanted! Yes, I had the seafood platter, because maybe I enjoy seafood!" I snap. I don't know why he suddenly got so mad. He did say that after all.

"Have some common sense you little scat! We're nearly broke, and there you are, ordering the fourth most expensive item on the menu!" He drawls out his words and ends in a hiss. "Dont. Be. So. Dumb."

I didn't know how to react when his large hand made full contact with my face.

Ok, so how was it? Not bad? Hopefully, xDD There will be FAX eventually but you're gonna have to put up with these 2 for a while. Sorry about that, but I need an interesting story here. :3