Okie…so I was listening to so goodbye by chester see (check it out really good song) and I got this idea..hope you like it! (:

(Third person)

"Fang…I-I'm moving to California," The little 7 year old girl said, a tear slipping out of her eye. The little boy stared at her with confusion and hurt in his eyes.

"Maxie, you can't go! You're my best friend! What about Iggy? Or nudge? What about baby Gazzy and Angel?" The 7 year old boy asked, whimpering at the thought of his best friend moving away from him.

"Mommy said she got a new job. I can't stay. I'll miss you Fangles," She said, "Don't forget me. And don't worry, we'll see each other again! Mommy says so, too!" He smiled weakly at her as she tried to lighten up the mood.

"I won't, Maxie. I promise. I'll miss you a bunch," He said, hugging her tightly, not wanting to let go. Afraid of losing her forever, even with her reassurance.

"Max, honey, we have to go now," Her mother called, "Good bye Fang." They hesitantly let go of each other. Max gave one last wave and turned around, walking towards the car.

He stood there, watching her go. "Goodbye Maxie."

~9 years later~

(MPOV)

"Hey guys, um…we have to talk," I said to my friends aka the Fallen Twizzlers. Our group included Ryan-the president, Sam- the VP, Carleton, Jack. They were the closest thing I had to family ever since my parents got divorced. My mom, little sister, Ella, and little brother, Ari were close to me, too, but they didn't get me like the F.T's did. We did everything together.

"What's up max? You seemed so gloomy," Ryan asked looking at me with concern. See, they always know what's wrong with me. We read each other like open books.

"Uh…my mom…she um…we…er are moving back to Arizona. My mom got a chance to open up her own vet clinic. She took the offer, now we're moving back there," I said avoiding eye contact, staring down my shoes.

"Dude, we gotta celebrate! When are you leaving?" Sam asked (A/N: not JP's Sam. This is my actual friend Sam in the REAL group FT's). Haha..you see Sam was all that and a bag-of-chips. Everyone in or group was popular except me. I was the bad-ass I-don't-give-a-shiznit-if-you-fell-off-a-cliff-unless-you-were-in-the-F.T's person.

"I'm leaving tomorrow night," I said. Sam's and Ryan's eyes glowed at the same time. I looked confused.

"Hey, what are you gonna say to Naomi? Or Alani? They're gonna be really sad ya'know," Carleton questioned. Alani and Naomi were the only girls I talked to, not including Ella.

"I don't know yet," I replied sighing, "You guys are the first I told." Jack nodded in understanding. Jack was the "responsible" one out of us. He has the most contagious laugh ever. EVER.

"Let's go to the club house and talk about this with Naomi and Alani, too," Jack said. When I first came here they were all best friends. They welcomed me like I was always their best friend and showed me the club house. There, we came up with the name fallen twizzlers and carved our initials into the wall.

"Hey! Guys, what's wrong? You seem so un-happy like?" Alani asked worriedly. I just nodded at the chairs. Alani sat down as Naomi followed in suit.

"I'm moving," I sighed. Naomi was about to shout something when I interrupted, "I'm leaving tomorrow night."

"What the fudge-nut! Why didn't you tell us? You oughta be arrested!" Naomi yelled at me. I just stared at her sadly.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go and PARTAY TIL THE WORLD ENDS!" Naomi shouted. I laughed and nodded. With that, we got to work creating a "until Max moves away" list.

~next day~

"Ready to have the best school day ever, Maxie-pad?" Ryan teased. I growled at the name. Everyone chuckled at my reaction to this. They usually teased me like this and I would get back at them eventually.

"Shut up," I said, "Let's get started! We're burning day light baby!" Naomi nodded and Alani grinned like a maniac.

We walked into the school dressed up in random crap, minus Alani and Naomi. Everyone was staring at us like we were freaks. Ryan was wearing an extra large mustache and weird glasses with suspenders. Sam was in a superman costume. Jack was a weird police with a funny badge. Carleton was wearing an afro and big sunglasses. Last but not least, I was wearing an old fashion fake mustache with glasses that attached to it. My hair was pulled back into a pony tail, dressed like kim possible in her little spy gear and shiznit.

"First on the list," Ryan told me, "is raid the office, and then Sam tells everyone to gather in the parking lot for balloon assault." I nodded. Sam headed towards the office. Ryan threw a water balloon at the nearest teacher and took off running. Carleton and Jack followed me from behind as I headed to the parking lot to get assembled.

"Class! Head to the parking lot. Teachers too. Thank you," Sam said into the microphone. Next thing we saw was Sam opening the office window and throwing out a rope to slide down. Kids were starting to file out into the parking lot.

"Positions!" I yelled at them when practically everyone was outside. We all grinned and I yelled, "GO!" We started throwing balloons here and there. Some of them didn't pop, so people picked them up and threw them at everybody. I laughed at ryan when he turned around and a balloon was chucked at his head.

"MAXIMUM RIDE! YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE! DETENTION FOR THE REST OF THE NEXT 3 WEEKS!" Mr. Burton yelled at us when he saw who had started this. I just turned to him and smirked evilly. The F.T's caught on quickly.

"On three," I said, "ONE!" We started throwing the balloons at Mr. Burton. You see, if we were ever kidnapped by evil whitecoats and experimented on, then we would say on three to throw them off and run/attack on one.

~End of day~

We had about 20 minutes before I left to Arizona. We were playing tag until we just lied down on the grass tired. I didn't hear him, but Sam grabbed my feet and held me upside down. I knew he would drop me if I didn't support my weight with my arms. I quickly put my arms to the ground. Jack was rolling in the grass laughing because I was glaring at Sam from upside down. Ryan grabbed a marker from his back pocket. Wow. Who carries around a marker in their back pocket? Anyways…He popped the cap and drew on my stomach. Ryan was an artist, like, BABAM artist. So I had a bunch of stuff written on it. Like: I love you this much written on it with the most adorable little stick person spreading out their arms. Who knew Ryan could draw perfectly upside down, too? Not me. Then it said: We'll miss you a bunch maxie-kins! With a hobo with a beard that had an arrow pointing at it saying Max. I laughed even though I was upside down. Carleton decided to take a "loser" sticker and stuck it on my stomach. We all laughed. Sam was still holding up my legs. My mom flashed a picture or two of us like this. Then we sobered down long enough to get into a F.T picture. All of us making funny signs at each other or behind our heads.

"Max, honey, it's time to leave," My mom said. Immediately everyone's smile dropped except Ryan's.

"Don't worry, Max. Go ahead. We'll always remember you. You'll hear stories going around about the great Maximum Ride," He said. I laughed at his joke. "Seriously Max. We won't forget you. Better not forget us either. And there's a surprise somewhere in all that stuff you own." I nodded. I gave everyone a hug and backed away.

"Bye guys," I said before turning away and into the car. They gave sad nods and waves. "I'll skype you and text and call. I won't forget you!"

They all smiled and started chasing us down the block, stopping after 5 blocks. I laughed and stuck my hand out the sun roof to wave at them. They waved back before we pulled out of their view. Good by California, I thought.

I put my ear buds in and turned up safe and sound by Taylor Swift. I'm not really a T. Swift fan, but this song got to me.

While listening to it, I remembered my child hood best friends. There was Iggy, Nudge, baby Angel and Gazzy. Last was Fang. We were practically joined by the hip. My parents used to joke around that we would grow up and get married. I smiled at the thought of going back to them. I wonder if they'll still remember me. Hopefully, or I'd go back to being the quiet loner.

I fell asleep thinking of all my past memories with Fang and the rest of the flock and the Fallen Twizzler's. I would never forget my happy memories with the F.T's. I couldn't wait to get to Arizona to find the surprise the guys gave me.

So..? What'd you guys think? (: Thanks for reading! I'll try to post more tomorrow! ;D