Okay, so here is my new story! This one is all about Max this time. Now, I still need a name for the Hippogriff I recently acquired *see The Books*. There are a few names I like, like Frostfeather, Fnick, or Bubbles. And he is a guy.

And I am super excited to say that I have also gained someone special…

Max: And I don't want to be here. Did I mention I have a flock to lead? And the only ones that could be in charge now are Nudge or Angel… Oh, save me! Their gonna die!

Me: Let me explain…

Flashback

Max: Come on, guys! We need to find Fang and Iggy!

Nudge: Yes, like wasn't it weird when Fang was gone one morning? And then Iggy disappeared right before our eyes! I wonder who is next… Not me! I call dibs on being last!

Gazzy: Can we please land? I'm hungry.

Max: Okay, a stop to eat and rest, then we are going to look again!

Angel: Can we go to McDonalds?

Fast-forward

Flock: *stuffing faces*

Max: I'll be right back. *walks to restroom. Opens door and disappears.*

End of flashback

Me: And she appeared in my food storage. And now she sleeps there.

Max: Because it was there, in a shed with a rabid Hippogriff, or with you. And your room is a mess.

Me: Heh heh…

Disclaimer: The Flock is not mine, even though Max now lives at my house.

Claimer: The plot, Brianna and her family, and Kenna are mine! I can find where you live if you take them… Don't forget I have a 'rabid' hippogriff.

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"Brianna? Hello? Is there anyone home?" my friend Kenna asked, waving her hand in front of my face.

"Yes, sorry," I said, shaking my head. We had been friends since 2nd grade, and we hadn't been able to get together much since high school started, so we planned this huge trip to the local sub shop and then the mall. Here I was, ruining another get together by starring out the window, looking at the clouds.

"Are you thinking of someone? A someone like David Lederfine?" She looked around suspiciously, as if the someone I was thinking about was in the sub shop.

I laughed. "No." In fact, I had been thinking of someone. A very amazing someone, who could help me protect me and my family and who might do it better than I could. Someone who I loved.

But I had no idea where the heck he was. Or any of my family, for that matter.

You see, my name isn't Brianna Jenson. It's Maximum Ride. Two years ago, I went to sleep with the flock in a forest. The next morning, I woke up in a bed, with a head full of memories that weren't mine. The body was hardly mine, either. Some of my attributes shifted over with me, like my wings (thank goodness) and my battle scars. Brianna was gone. I don't know if she is with the flock, or gone for good, and I haven't found that out. I would have gone searching for the flock, but there was a huge dilemma.

I couldn't fly.

This body was too heavy. When I was put into it, it had no hollow bones, no air sacs. I tried for weeks to fly, but nothing came out of it, so eventually I stopped trying. I always hopped the flock would come looking for me, but as far as I know, they haven't succeeded or even tried. So I wait. There really isn't anything else I can do.

"You're doing it again," said Kenna crossly. "Ever since high school started you've changed. You got taller, skinner, your hair is darker, and you space out. You even almost went emo at the beginning of the year."

"High school does that to you," I stated, pulling her away from that subject. She grinned, bobbed her head, and continued on her rant about some book author. I sighed and got comfy. This was going to take a while.

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I pulled my car slowly into the garage. We had a cat, and she liked to hop in front of cars. That's right. I, Maximum Ride, have a license. No more need to dodge police on the highway, people! I pulled the key out and went inside.

"I'm home!" I called out. No one answered, but I wasn't surprised. Brianna's little brother, Ben, had a sleepover at his friends, and her parents usually worked late. I walked over to the computer and sat down. I booted it up and went to go get some hot coco. The Thing, as Brianna liked to call the computer, always took forever to start up and pull up a web page. I made four cups of hot coco and went to sit at The Thing.

I browsed the history, looking for Facebook. My eyes wandered, and I caught site of a link that wasn't there before. I gasped.

Fang's Blog

I hurriedly moved the mouse to click on the shortcut. The Thing never could load fast enough! Finally the page was there, right in front of me.

Welcome to Fang's Blog!

Visitor Number: It broke. Again. But believe me, you are way up there in the numbers.

People of the world,

It's Nudge. I still have no idea why I always type that first, because this kind of has been me for like a year and a half. I am really sorry, but Fang still says he isn't gonna take over again. Sorry.

Here is this again. Max, if you're out there, comment or something. Fang is not Fang anymore without you. I type this every time. Everyone, cross your fingers that it works!

That's all.

[Comment]

I clicked on comment.

Username: The real MAXIMUM RIDE!

Subject: THIS IS FROM MAX! READ RIGHT NOW!

Comment: I didn't have a choice when I left you. I wasn't kidnapped. Email me at . Please!

I opened up my email. A few minutes later, I got an email.

[Reply] [Reply to All] [Forward]

From:

Subject: None

This better not be a joke. When did Nudge decide to go vegetarian?

I hit Reply.

To:

Subject:

When Fang and Nudge were at the Badwater Basin, waiting for me so we could go save Angel. I wasn't there, and neither were Gazzy or Iggy. She saw some hawks tearing apart some rats or something, and that is when she decided to go meatless. It didn't last long.

959-643-8870 is my phone number. Call me if you can.

Max

[Send]

I hit send, hoping that my phone would ring soon.

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Beep, beep, beep

I hit the button on my watch, to turn the alarm off. I rolled over, and to my surprise, fell of what I had been sleeping on. Groaning, I rubbed the sleep out of my eye and looked around. Wait… why did I fall asleep on the couch?

I saw my cell phone on the coffee table and it all fell into place. I found the Flock, kind of. And they hadn't called yet.

"Was that a comfy night?" said a voice.

I looked around to see who it was. Brianna's mom was standing above me, holding a hand out to help me up. "I was waiting for a phone call. I fell asleep waiting for it," I explained sheepishly.

"That's okay. I made blueberry pancakes, if you want some," she told me, pulling me up. "All though I don't know why you would say no. Your appetite has grown immensely."

"Thanks, but I think I'll take a shower first," I said, grabbing my phone and heading up the stairs. I went into the bathroom and turned on the water. I waited until it was warm, then I got in.

Now, during the day, my wings get super cramped. I have to keep them tight to my back, never letting them show. I even have to be careful about it when I sleep, because almost everyone here sleepwalks.

This is why I love taking showers and baths. I stretched out my wings to their fullest, working out the cramps. Picking up the soap, I lathered up my wings and washed all the sweat and dirt from the day off. Sadness welled up in me as I worked my fingers through the feathers, preening them.

That was when my phone started to ring.

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Me: A cliff hanger! I am so evil! Mwuhaha!

Max: I don't care. Let me back to the flock, or else…

Me: I can't do that. You ate almost 40 pancakes! My mom still needs to work you for that food.

Max: … Shoot.

Me: But I might get you to see Fang…

Max: You know where he is?!?!?! Tell me!!!

Me: Uhh… *gulps*

R&R

-Wryder and Max