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I don't own Maximum Ride or the Charecters. I do own the fake charecters that I made up in the story, unless James Patson makes a story about Max's daughter. But, till then, I own the fake charecters! YAY! AND! MR3 COMES OUT TOMMROW!!!!!!!!! If i'm copying anyone, I am SSSSOOOOOO sorry! I do not mean to copy people!

She wanted to be Max. She wanted to be the hero Max was. She wanted to be as strong and brave as Max. And in her mind, she was. But in reality, she wasn't ever going to be as strong and brave as Max. She wasn't ever going to be the hero her mom was.unless...

Sam's POV

I clicked a button on my computer. The viedo came on the screen and I lowered the window. I started to play a game. My wings stuck to my body from the sweet. Even though I was inside, the summer heat still got to me. I pulled the back of my shirt to give my wings some room as they pulled away from me. How I would love to snap out my wings and fly. I heard the sound of a video game coming from the living room. My brother was playing his gamecube. A normal day for me.

My mother has told me about her and the flock since I was 7. She always told me that I was a bird kid though. I only fly at night. When no ones looking.

I wish I was only half as cool as my mom. She perfers to be called Max. So, I prefer to be called Sam. I'm 13 years old, and Max and Fang are my parents. After they saved the world, they found out about their real identateis. Who their perants were,who they were, and everything else. They were even told how their lives might have been if they were never taken by the School. I wonder what my life would be like if the School had taken me?

Don't get me wrong. I love my life and my family. But, I'm always...bored and daydreaming. I wish for the excitement my mom and dad. But I don't want the pain. I'm to weak. I should be strong. But, I'm not. I'm hypotonic. I was born with mucels, but they were as strong as paper. If I exersice every day, which I do, they should be normal. Not normal like, what they should be becuase I'm a bird kid. Normal like, a normal person. And, my mom was a total tomboy. I'm...not.I'm not the girly,whimpy, "Oh no! I broke a nail" type. But, I love pink, fluffy stuff. And I love animals. I'm not Max. And I can't be.

I have a normal life.I go to school. I have friends. I have homework. Wish I didn't have that. I go swimming. But, I have to wear a t-shirt over my swimsuites. They don't make bird kid swimsiutes that cover the wings. At times, I can be as sarcastic as my mother. A good example is me and my two best buds.

"ANDI!" I said.

She had just managed to take my book. It was the book my mom gave me. Well, the book my mom and dad gave me. They let me read the Maximum Ride books. I love to read. My friend held the book over her head, which had multipule braids. My other best bud, Roxie, was laughing.

"COME ON! GIVE IT BACK!" I said.

"You didn't say to who!" Andi said as she gave the book to Roxie, who had blond hair that was layed.

"I did say who to give it to!" I said.

"No you didn't!" Roxie said.

"I said Give it back! Roxie never had it." I explained. "And,if you weren't so blond,you both would know that it means give it to me!"

"I'm not blond!" Andi said.

"You died it so it's blond!"

She smacked me. I smacked her. I looked around. Roxie was gone.

"ROXIE!" I yelled.

She was running away to the other side of the canopy that we eat lunch under. I chased her. I'm fast. Not as fast Max. But I love to run. I caught up with Roxie and wrapped my arm around her neck.

"Give it back or I'll slap you so hard you'll feal it when your fifty!" I thretened.

"I'll live with the pain!" She said.

"Then I'll rip your spine out and beat you with it!"

I hate using that. It's my mom's line. I prefer my lines. I don't like to copy people. She gave the book back. But that's not the point. I can sound and act just like my mom. But I'm to diffrent to be her.

I know. Where is the rest of the flock. I don't know. except for Angel. She loves my mom so much! They kept in touch over the years. I know Angel and her daughters. 7 year old Lilly and the baby, Betty. The baby is almost a year old. And Lilly can be as sweat and kind as Angel. But Lilly's catch pharse is "I can do this!" Angel depended on Max and did what Max said. Lilly thinks she can do anything. You tell her "Don't do that, wait for an adults help." She says "I can do this!" Just the way she is. But she loves me like Angel loves Max. The first few times I left her house, she cryed 'cus she wanted me to stay.

Anyways, I always thought I would have a normal life. My mom wanted a normal life, and I want her life! The not normal life! That's what's cool. That's what I want. No place to go and I have to find my home! I have to find safety and food and FIGHT for my lifeThat's what I want. To be Maximum Ride.

It starts here. Feel free to stop reading anytime you want. But if ya do, you won't know why your not in a cage right now.

Saxim and Lilly Fly