I've been toying around with the idea of a Maximum Ride story for a while now and I figured I should put this up as a trial run. I don't know if I'm going to have her be with Fang or Iggy, just a warning.


I heard the alarm clock next to my head start to beep and I fought the urge to beat the shit out of it. Instead I just turned it off and rolled out of bed. I had to go to a driving class today so I could get my license at some point in my life.

"Maxie, it's time to get up you have to that driving thing. I'm going to drop you off on my way into the office," my mother shouted up the stairs.

"I'm up mom! I'm trying to find clean clothes," I shouted back at her, searching my closet for something halfway presentable.

"Okay but we've got to be gone by ten-thirty. I can't be late for work again and you definitely can't be late for your first class," she shouted and I could hear her jumping around trying to put her heels on.

I ended up pulling on a white tank top with a gray and white stripe cardigan and some torn skinny jeans. I pulled my ratty old Converse on over monkey socks and hopped over to Ella's room.

She was sprawled out on her bed and I could see the corner of her laptop sticking out under her covers. An idea hit me at warp speed and I decided to hide her laptop under her bed. She'd never look there; she'd just assume that I stole it.

Once it was safely hidden I saw that she had rolled over and caught sight of me trying to sneak out of her room. I knew that this wasn't going to end well for me.

"Max, what are you doing in my room? I thought you had a driving class this morning," she said with a sleepy yawn that overtook her whole face.

"I do, I just thought that I would come in here and…" I was about to say something that would never again come out of my mouth. "I was going to ask you if you would do my hair and makeup before I leave."

Her whole face lit up like a nightlight when she heard that. She jumped up and threw me into a chair in front of her huge mirror. I saw the horror on my face when she brought out all of her makeup and hair stuff.

"Why do you look so scared, Max? I thought this was what you wanted," Ella said, brushing my hair out of its braid. "Do you not want this?"

I swallowed down my pride and nodded my head. "Of course I want this, El. I want to try something different today."

She nodded and started her intense makeover of Max. She straightened my hair only to curl it afterwards and pull it up into a bun which I didn't honestly understand but I let her go with it. Then she put mascara, eyeliner, eye shadow, blush, and all that stuff on my face until I felt like I was covered in cement. Then she pulled back and took me in.

"Oh my goodness Max, you look so pretty. You don't even look like yourself!" Ella exclaimed, staring at me like a total dipshit.

I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. The girl looking back at me looked nothing like the girl that walked in here thirty minutes earlier. This girl had big brown eyes with makeup that made them pop out of her head and skin to die for. I had to admit that Ella seriously had talent with that brush.

"You're crazy talented, did you know that? Why don't you put this much work into your art projects?" I asked, walking towards the door. "You wouldn't be failing as bad as you are."

"Nah, art's your thing. I'm into barely passing any of my classes and dating boys. You get all the good grades for both of us, okay?" She asked walking past me and into the bathroom. She stuck her head out and said, "Sam doesn't count as dating because you scared him off after one date and you're barely friends now."

I thought about flipping her the bird but I figured it was going to be pointless so I just let her go. I ran into my mother on the stairs and she stopped me.

"It's confession time, your driving class got canceled two days ago. We're actually going out to lunch with my old friend from college and her two boys. I knew you wouldn't go if I told you and now you have no choice. We're leaving in ten minutes," she said before running up to her room and shutting the door.

I ran to the bathroom door and pounded on it until Ella opened it wearing only a towel. She saw the look on my face and tried to shut the door but I stopped it with my foot and ran inside with her.

"You'd better pray that you had no clue about mom's little stunt. If not you're going to need facial reassignment surgery," I said, pinning her against her wall.

She let out a shriek and said, "I didn't know, I just thought that Sam was going to be at the driving class and you wanted to look hot. Don't ruin my face, I have a date tonight!"

I relaxed and let her out of my grip; she skittered over to the shower and hid from me. I rolled my eyes and walked back into my room and took in my appearance again. I thought about taking off the makeup but I knew that I didn't have enough time so I just sighed and grabbed my phone before I ran down the steps to meet up with my mom.

"You look beautiful, why did you let Ella do you makeup and stuff?" She asked as she pushed me out into the car. "Not that you're not usually beautiful, but the makeup really enhances the naturalness of it."

"I don't think that makeup helping me look better classifies as natural beauty," I said, sliding into the passenger side seat. "But thank you for the compliment."

We pulled up to Olive Garden and my mother started to bounce in her seat. I hadn't seen her so excited since Ella graduated middle school. It sort of came as a shock when she had enough credits to actually pass.

"Were you two really close in school?" I asked as we pulled into a parking spot.

"Yeah, we were inseparable. We did everything together; she was like my sister," mom said, smiling. Then her expression turned morbid and she said, "Then she met Matt, he was a terrible man. He made her stop talking to me and we lost touch after graduation."

I nodded as we walked into the restaurant. Mom turned to the hostess and asked, "I'm looking for the Ride family."

"They're in the back corner, I'll take you to them," she said, grabbing a couple menus and walking in front of us.

I caught sight of a tall blonde guys sitting next to a tall brunette guy. I saw my mother take off running and hung onto a small blonde woman. I stood next to the table with my arms awkwardly crossed while the reunion happened.

"While they're getting reacquainted, I'm Iggy and this is Fang," the blonde boy said standing up and holding out a hand.

"What the hell kind of names are Fang and Iggy?" I asked, taking his hand in mine. "Whatever, I'm Max so I guess I can't say much."

"Lydia this is my daughter Max. Are these your sons? They've gotten so big," mom said, taking my shoulders in her hands. "They've grown so much since the picture you sent me."

"That they have but so has Max. She's grown into such a beautiful young lady," Lydia said, taking my face in her palms. "She looks so much like you Val."

We'd sat down and ordered our food when mom broke the silence. "Are you guys staying in town for a while or are you leaving soon?"

"We're actually moving here, we're going to the house after we leave here," Lydia said, taking a sip of her tea.

"What's your address?" I asked, tugging on the tips of my hair nervously.

"604 Sugar Maple Boulevard," Iggy said, ripping his napkin into little pieces and pushing them into a small pile. "At least I think that's it, I have dyslexia and I mix up numbers sometimes."

I smiled before mom said, "We live right across the street. We could show you how to get there, if you'd like. You can follow us home."

"That idea sounds lovely, thank you so much Val. I feel like we're kids again," Lydia giggled as the waiter brought our food back. Then she turned to her boys, "If Max is anything like she was as a child than you're going to have a great time with her."

I felt my cheeks heating up as I looked down at my lap. I wasn't anything like my mother, according to her I was my father made over. It killed me so much that I couldn't be as selfless as she was but then again I really didn't like people so…

"She's beautiful just like her mother so I'm pretty sure we'll get along just fine," Iggy said, throwing a cocky smile my way. "I'm always good with the ladies."

"You just haven't met me yet," I said, sipping on my pop.


Tell me in a review if i should keep going. Or tell me if she should be with Fang or Iggy. Or just say hey, I really don't care just hit that little button.