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Prologue

Max's POV

30 Years Ago

"It's time to pick, Max." Maya was too close to my face. Way too close. I could feel her breath on my face. It was really annoying. I had to resist punching her for probably the hundredth time in my life.

"I pick…." My voice trailed off. I just couldn't pick. Why did I have to pick anyway?

"Max….." Maya groaned. We've been having this argument all week, and I managed to postpone it until Friday. Well, it was noon on Friday, we were relaxing and we'd just had lunch. Time to proclaim who I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. No pressure.

"I'm sorry I can't I - wait, Maya, you're me so pick!" Theoretically, if she were to pick Dylan, we have the exact same DNA, and he was programmed to love me. The one thing I've learned from being an experiment is that I am completely DNA, even my oh, so lovely personality. He was programmed to love my DNA.

Maya sighed. "I'm not you, Max. I know in the end, you'll pick Fang. There's one difference between you and me right there. If I were you, I'd pick Dylan, so I'm picking Dylan." Maya proclaimed, got out of my face and walked over to stand next to Dylan. He put his arm around her, and it really didn't bother me that much. I didn't have the same history with Dylan that I did with Fang. I was glad that Maya didn't pick my best friend. Now he was mine forever. My heart skipped a beat at the very thought of it.

I looked at Maya and Dylan. Their smiles were genuine, and I could tell that they belonged together. Also, they were both clones, and they could have something in common.

I turned back to my best friend, my boyfriend, and the one that could completely relate to me even in the worst of times. The one who abandoned me, and the one who came back. The one who would always come back. I wanted to say something that would be romantic that we would remember years from now, but with me being – well – me, it didn't exactly come out that way. The first thing I noticed was his unruly, ugly hair.

"You desperately need a haircut." I said.

Hey, I tell it as it is.

He just laughed a laugh I hear so rarely and smiled. We are finally together, and this time nothing is going to keep us apart. He lifted up my chin and kissed me. It seemed like so long ago when I was taller than him. A lot has changed since then and not just height. I smiled, and suddenly Fang's face turned serious and I knew what was on his mind. I just had to read his eyes.

"After we find Angel." He said, and I nodded.

A/N: Okay, so this is just the Prologue... Keep reading for more info.