I awoke at the crack of dawn. Some people like getting up early. I don't understand them. I automatically toss on my new leather jacket. It's the best to see the sun rise. I quickly leave a note saying I was going for a quick flight, even though I'm sure they all would figure out where I went.

You're probably wondering, how the heck am I gonna fly? I have wings. Yes, you read correctly, WINGS. You see, as a child, I grew up in a dog crate having tests constantly being done to me. I was tortured until Jeb, my father and enemy, saved me and my flock. We're people, just like you. Except, ya know…we have wings. I guess we're not just like you.

My family consists of my right-hand man and love Fang, a sarcastic bomb loving Iggy, a fashion loving Nudge, a gassy and bomb loving Gazzy (I know, a lot of bombs going on here) and Gazzy's sister and my baby, Angel. She isn't really my baby, but I've practically raised her. And who am I speaking?(or writing I should say) I'm Maximum Ride, the leader.

I almost forgot, our newest member, Dylan. He's supposed to be made for me, but I already have Fang so… Besides, how am I supposed to tell Dylan when he's constantly being awesome to me? He always goes out of his way to do nice things for me. Fang and him aren't the best of friends, as I'm sure you guessed. Fang tells me I need to put him in his place or he will but, my heart just won't let me. While Fang has left me multiple times, Dylan has always been by my side. Fang was there before, but he left. UHHHGGGG! I just don't know. This fly will definitely help.

The air blows my hair out of my face, and the first rays of sunshine warm me. I've always loved flying, but flying alone, going 300mph an incredible feeling. The wind rustles my feathers as I fly, and I narrowly miss other animals as I fly into the forests. There's just so much going on. I just found out Angel was alive (it's a long story) and I finally have my whole family together. I just have to figure out a few prob-people.

After a couple hours of bliss, I decide to head back and make sure Iggy's making breakfast. I was getting hungry! We birdkids are always hungry! Even though Iggy is blind do to tests done at the School (where we were all tortured at) he is still the best chef we have. That kid knows his way around the kitchen!

I shout, "Incoming!" as I fly through the open window in the kitchen. Sure enough, Iggy and Nudge were up and getting their day started. "Sup?" I casually ask, "The others not up yet?" The two shake their heads. I find my way to our bedrooms and start going through them one by one. I knock on Angel's first. She's curled up in her bed, probably dreaming of unicorns and rainbows or taking over the world. She's got two completely different personalities, but lately she's been more unicorn than world domination. Her eyes shoot open and she grins right at me. She was probably reading my mind. She nods. Yeah, she's special like that.

I then make my way to Gazzy's room, but first I take one of the 7 pairs of nose plugs he keeps outside of his room so it's safe for people to enter. His name is really The Gasman, but we call him Gazzy. He has some bowel issues. I nudge his shoulder and tell him it's time to wake up through my plugged nose. He grumbles but still gets out of bed.

I then head over to Dylan's room. His is on one side of mine while Fang's is on the other. I let myself in and gently shake him awake. He opens his eyes with an adorable smile on his face. His green eyes stare into mine and scan my face. He smiles at me. That smile melted my heart. That shouldn't happen. I grab his hand and playfully pull him out of bed. He moans and laughs.

"You have quite an arm!" he laughed.

My eyes were drawn to his bare and firm abdomen. Another thing that shouldn't happen.

"Good thing I have a pretty good arm myself."

He laughed as he picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder. I smacked his shoulder and laughed. Dylan always puts me in a good mood. That's why it's so confusing! He put my back on my feet after I threatened him. He made his way to the kitchen and I made mine to Fang's room.

Again, I opened the door, letting myself in. However, this time, I didn't see an angelic and blissful face staring back at me. Fang's bed was empty and his window was open. I was disappointed. Fang's bed head is probably the cutest thing ever. I might add, his abdomen is just as fine if not better than Dylan's. I'm not sure if I'm assuring you or me more. I didn't think much of the empty bed then.

I headed back to the kitchen for pancakes, eggs, bacon, waffles, cereal, yogurt, biscuits, gravy, oatmeal, and much more. We have quite an appetite, so Iggy has to cook A LOT.

"Did Fang take a flight?" a curious Dylan asked.

It was weird. He never asked about Fang. He never acknowledged Fang.

I shrugged, only half paying attention. That Bacon smelled SO good!

Fang's POV

A van. A white van. Always stay away from those, kids. I have no idea how I got here or why I was here. My mind instantly went to Max. Were they here with me? Were they okay? Why me? What was happening?!

A few hours later, the back doors were opened. Erasers stepped out and grabbed my arms. I saw the familiar jail in front of me: the School. Where I grew up. However, I still didn't know why. I wasn't the most special of them! Angel has been here countless times. We were all here once before. I just wasn't sure why I was here.

With my hands tied behind my back, I headed in the building searching for my flock. I was alone. The Erasers threw me in a dog crate. I immediately took in my surroundings and planned escape routes.

Next thing I knew, Dr. Gunther-Hagen stood before me with a needle.