Hey peoples! Another story for you! I absolutely love the characters in Maximum Ride, I hate the ending of the series though! Seriously, it just had get our hopes up then end like that?! So prefer writing AU's for it. Now the ages for all the kids are below:

Max: 16, Junior

Fang: 17 (I always have to have my male character a bit older than the female) Junior

Iggy: 17, Junior

Ari: 6, Kindergarten

Ella: 15, Sophomore

Gazzy: 14, Freshman

Nudge: 14, Freshman

Angel: 7, third grade (she's a bright angel)

Here's the full summary: Fang Ride was the most sought after boy in school and had no idea why. People said it was because he was dark and silent and mysterious, he really didn't care, he wasn't going to go out with a girl who didn't have a mind of her own or anything, the only girl like that he knew was his best friend's sister, Nudge, and she was 14, like his little sister, not happening. He always thought he was going to be alone his whole life until a new family moved in two doors down. There daughter, Max, was the definition of self-morals, having never wanting to be apart of the high school crowd. Fang Ride was definitely hot, but from all the girls she heard saying they were dating him in the hall, a complete player, besides she was never falling in love. How can Fang show her that that isn't him and that she should take the chance when the Universe besides their friends are trying to keep them apart? He realizes that a real man is not someone who all the girls chase after and embraces it, a real man is someone who all the girls in the world are chasing, but he's only holding out for one.

That was a long summary, but I wanted to get the point across.

DISCLAIMER: I am a 14 year old girl, obviously not a boy who is however old James Patterson is, therefore I do not own Maximum Ride, only the plot and maybe random characters that pop up.

FPOV

You have got to be kidding me! I inwardly groaned as I stepped out side, my car keys swinging around my finger, and spotted Lissa, my obnoxious next-door-neighbor that was obsessed with me, leaning against my black jeep trying to look sexy but casual, definitely not working for her in her bright pink heels, Mini bright orange skirt, and halter hot pink shirt. Her bright, surprisingly natural, red hair was piled on top of her head and then hanging down her back. Her face was covered in white cover up as she had obviously tried to cover up some freckles and now it was clumped in strange places on her face. Her lips were a bright red, ugh, definitely hate red lips, and lip gloss all together, and their were wrinkles already forming around her lips from smoking so much since she was like 12, to look cool.

"Yes, Lissa," I asked, exasperated, as I stuck my key into my drivers door, and swung it open, causing her to trip, seeing as she had been resting against it.

"Can you give me a ride to school today, Fangy?" I cringed at the horrid nickname and sighed again.

"What happened to your car Lissa?" I asked, hoping that Iggy, my white best friend, would hurry up and get out here.

"Oh! My mom put it back in our garage, my dad needs to work on it."

I rolled my eyes, her mother was just as set, if not more, as Lissa to get me to go out with her daughter. It was disgusting.

"Sorry Lissa," I said, not meaning it at all, and not even trying to cover it up, "Iggy is riding with me and the backseat is full of our soccer gear, find your own way," Okay, I suppose that I could've been nicer about that, but she was annoying the crap out of me and I really didn't care if I came across as a jerk.

Thankfully, Iggy saved me from the inevitable, he ran out the door, throwing a, "Bye mom!" over his shoulder, Nudge, Iggy's adopted sophomore sister, was not far behind. Iggy jumped into my jeep, Nudge taking the one backseat that wasn't full of mine and Iggy's soccer things.

Lissa was standing off to the side and pouting, not a good look for her, "See you at school, Lissa," I said before driving away before she could get a word in with her piping voice.

"Did she want a ride again?" Iggy asked, looking back out the window to where Lissa was still standing, fuming.

"Yup," I answered, this is definitely not the first time it's happened.

"Ah! Man! You have all the hottest girls in school chasing after you and you don't even embrace it! If I were you dude, I would make all of those girls' dreams come true."

"Ewwww!" Nudge squealed from the backseat, "You're my brother Iggy! Please do not talk like that! It's like, totally, ew! Especially since some of those girls are, like my friends! It's like gross! Speaking of gross, did you see that meatloaf for lunch yesterday?! I thought it was going to crawl of my plate! Speaking of crawling, in science we have to collect a bunch of bugs and-" Iggy nudged her, efficiently shutting her up, we call her Nudge and not Monique for a reason.

"Anyways man," Iggy continued our former conversation, "tell me again why you won't go out with all the girls that want you?"

I sighed, yet again, and answered truthfully, "They don't have respect for themselves, or values. They just go with the crowd. I want a girl who has morals for herself and is able to stand up for her purity, I don't want a girl who likes me for my looks, believe it or not, I want a girl that would hate my guts if I was actually the cocky prick that everyone at school insists I am."

Iggy just stared at me with an open mouth, I've never been a talker, I would be surprised too. I couldn't help but smirk at Iggy's face though.

Just as Iggy was about to respond, I interrupted, "We are here." That was my usual amount of words in a sentence. He snapped his mouth closed and we stepped out of the car. Unsurprisingly, all the girls rushed up to me like I was a celebrity and started gushing, I hated it. With my tall height though, I was able to see over most the girl's heads, even with their death traps as heels. I noticed a brown head of hair with natural blonde highlights going the opposite way, against the crowds, I immediately wanted to know who she was.