Sooooo... this is my first fanfiction aaaaand im hoping it turns out good, so yeah, here I go!

p.s. I don't own MR that is for JP. :D

Prologue: Max's POV

Staring out my window on stormy nights wasn't new. It annoyed my sister, Ella to no end when she would come in my room looking for comfort in a thunderstorm and I would have my blankets on the floor, window wide open looking at the clouds roll and thunder blast. Of course, I'm different from her and my mom. The whole "wings" thing doesn't make a girl like her half sister. I wasn't sure how I got my wings, when I brought it up with my mom she would get all huffy and puffy and I swear she almost blew the house down once!

Sooooo... I leave the questions be and live my life day to day and try not to get caught. Secretly I dream of people/ mutant freaks that are out there like me. So tonight as I watch the lightning streak across the sky and hear my sisters door open, and I start to plan. An evil plan. Nobody will expect it. I'm going to find others like me. I finally will not be alone.

Chap-tah one!

I groaned and stretched a loooooooong time before rolling over to go back to sleep and immediately rolled on top of my little sister.

"Ouch! Dang it! What was that for!" Ella screeched before i could say, 'sorry'

"Ella! I forgot you were in here! I mean I thought I was alone, like always on a crisp summer Monday morning! What are you doing here again?" usually i sleep in until around 10 or so, i mean they pull me out of bed if they don't have the ultimate way to get me up in the morning, food.

"The storm last night, duh!" dang, since when did Ella have such an attitude! Instead of responding i grunted my "its the morning leave me alone until a hot shower" grunt and grabbed clean clothes and a towel. Ella looked at me grabbed her stuffed parrot Crackers and went to her room. Not to brag or nothin, but we live in this beautiful house on this river and its up on a hill slightly so its kinda high up and i have the only room with a balcony so that i can jump out for a midnight flight.

You know, i wasn't kiddin about the wings, its like, "oh look a regular teenager" and I'm all suuuuure what ever floats your boat! All the girls at school think I'm weird just cause i change my shirt in the bathroom stalls. But besides that I'm one of the not most popular, but i do have friends popular, kids in school. I like it, I mean its easier to keep "The Secret." Yeah i know, "The Secret" sooo original. But its better than calling it the "I have wings and your not allow to know" that's as obvious as a bright neon pink hippo wearing a jumpsuit doing the Soulja Boy in the cafeteria at lunch time. Or a bird-kid freak flying above everyone's heads. So yeah. "The Secret" it is.

When Ella came in came into the bathroom yelling, "You've been in there for the past half hour! Mom say's get your wet booty out of there or your not getting breakfast!" I bet she didn't say wet booty, but I jumped out and put on my cloths and ran down the stairs before you could say, "times up."

"I'm here! No need to fear! Max is ready for breakfast!"I screamed just to make sure Mom and Ella could hear me. Just in case.

Mom was first to answer, "No yelling in the house Max! You know the rules. Now get your breakfast and eat."

"Not a flippin' problem, do you not know me the amazing bottomless pit with wings," I muttered under my breath thinking I said it just quite enough that they didn't hear me. But apparently Ella did because she had orange juice going down her nose, and my mom just glared at the both of us.

"I don't want to know," she grumbled, "anyways you two have the first day of school today, and I don't want a phone call that you," she pointed at Ella, "missed the bus and that you," she pointed at me and paused, "well; I don't want any Mysterious Giant Bird is Roaming the Neighborhood headlines in today's newspaper again." I giggled with Ella remembering the last time that happened. Now THAT was a story.

"Don't worry Mom! High school is a new start! I mean all those close encounters are like puh-shaw now! This is where I won't be alone! It'll be perfect!" now that is a starting high school with a bang if I do say so myself, which I do.

"Uh hu, and just wondering what is this "will not be alone" comment about?" Mom scrutinized. I stared open mouthed; I almost let my secret loose! and I didn't even have it for a day yet!

"I just meant I was going to make more friends, maybe I'll get a boyfriend, you know. Have more friends," with wings I finished thoughtfully. She just look at me and shrugged before she kissed our foreheads. It meant that she was going to work. My mom is a vet so she works with animals, what a coincidence when I get hurt and she helps fix me up so that I, shudder, don't have to go to a hospital. It's one weird thing about me, if hospitals and needles are involved, count me out!

"Be good, and Max, your Dad is coming to dinner tonight and is bringing Ari. If they are here before I get home please don't have a fight!" Mom begged. I just grunted in response. I hated my dad, he and my mom had this one night fling when they were working together and before Ella's dad married mom. He was more of a father to me than Jeb. No matter how much I loved Ari I couldn't pull myself together to love Jeb. I sighed and heard the door shut. I looked at Ella and she gave me a sad look, we both loved Stan, he was a great father and even though Jeb tried to be part of my life he wasn't good enough. I don't see what my mom saw in him.

"Well I don't know about you but I hate the bus," I suddenly pointed out to Ella, "you want a ride to school? I have to finish grabbing my stuff upstairs then I'm out. I can try to carry you if you want." That made her smile.

"You heard what mom said, we're riding the bus now hurry up it'll be here in ten minuites and it takes five to get to the bus stop." Ella told me (Personally I think that its a corner and a stop sign, but it's whatever you want to call it.)

"Fine be right back." I gave in, I always ask and she always say's no and I always gave in. Maybe high school won't be different.

(ten minutes later)

I looked at the wreckage the Storm from last night left. Ella was muttering under her breath and I thought I heard something about, how Storms are horrible and Max is stupid for enjoying them. But I might have misheard her; at least I better have or she may find that tomorrow morning she'll wake up with her bed on the roof. But I'm not a horrible person. HA!

sooooo.... was it good?????? review please!