READ THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! People 3rd fanfiction. yay you dont have to read personallity change to understand this story you can start from scratch with this one.

THE FLOCK COMES IN IN THE SECOND CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Summary: There is this girl named Desdemona. She gets betrayed by her dad and the school uses her as an experiment. The Flock has to leave her behind. It was either them or her. So of course Max chose the Flock. Nudge ends up breaking Dez out. Now, Dez hates the flock for leaving her behind and hates her dad for betraying her. I know it counds cheezy but it turns out good thats all i got now i dont have this planned out i dont know what i'm going to be doing in the later chapters so suggetions would be nice.

Disclaimer:I dont own MR.

Copyright: I do own Desdemona. Dont look up her name. i will tell u in the story later the name is important. Thank you speekTheofDevil she hepled me find the name ur a great help.

Dez's POV

Just another Monday morning. Just another day of boring school. I stretched and got out of bed.

"Dez! It's all most time to go to school. Get down here!'

"Coming Dad!" I yelled back. I opened my small closet and pulled out a pair of worn jeans and some good-will t-shirt.

It had been just my dad and I since I was seven. My mom had walked out on us for another man. My dad and I were close but I knew it was hard on him. He had a job that didn't pay much. He could hardly support his own daughter but in a year I could help him and get my own job.

I walked down stairs. "Mornin' Dad." I mumble and grabbed a piece of toast.

"Mornin' sweetheart. Look I got to run. Make sure you get to school on time." He bent down and kissed the top of my head. Then he rushed out the door. I heard the car back out of the driveway and drive off down the street.

I finished chewing my toast and grabbed my backpack. I walked out the door and to the bus stop. When I reached the bus stop the bus was just pulling away. Great. Then the sky opened up and it started pouring. Just my luck.

I started running toward the school. It wasn't that far.

I was completely soaked through by the time I got to the front door. I walked through and Brooke and her gang stepped in front of me.

"Going somewhere?" Her losers for friends laughed behind her.

Experience had taught me to just ignore her. I didn't look at her and tried to weave around her.

"Hey I'm talking to you loser." Brooke grabbed me by my collar. "Look you don't ever talk or even look at me. When I talk you listen to me you got that?"

I nodded still not looking at her.

"You're such a loser." She let me go and pushed me into the closest wall. My head hit the wall and crumpled to the ground.

Brooke and her 'friends' laughed and walked away just as the bell rang. People ran to their classes around me, while I lay crumpled on the floor, my brown hair lying around me. That was me. Invisible Desdemona.

I stepped off the bus. Well, more like tripped. I landed in a big puddle the rain had left over. As the bus drove off, I heard laughter.

I got up, soaked yep again, and walked to my house. The car was in the drive way. Dad was home early.

I quickly walked up the front steps and opened the door. My dad was in the kitchen, whistling. Something good must have happened. Dad hadn't been happy since mom left.

I ran down the hall and changed into some dry sweatpants and t-shirt.

When I stepped into the kitchen, the aroma was so powerful it made my eyes water. "What are you cooking?" I asked my dad as I sat down on one of the chairs around the table.

"Parmesan chicken." He put the chicken in a container and put Saran Wrap over it.

"What are you doing that for?" I folded my legs up on to the chair and slowly started rocking back a forth.

"I got a promotion at my job!" He beamed at me. "We are having a party, Dez. It's a cook and bring. (A/N a cook and bring is where u bake food and then bring it to a party. 4 those of u who don't know that's just what I call it.) I would like you to come and celebrate with me."

I nodded and stood up from my chair to go and get changed to the third time that day. "Jeans and a tee would do fine." My dad called after me as I walked into my room.

It was just a promotion. How good could it be? What was he now like head scientist or something?

My dad work as an assistant at this pace that didn't really have a name. They were working to perfect human kind. He never really talked about it and now he suddenly wanted to take me there.

After I was done getting dressed, I walked outside where my dad was waiting in the car. I pulled the door shut behind me and strapped in.

"How was your day, sweetheart?" My dad pulled out the driveway and the car chugged down the road.

"Same as always." I stared out the window. Usually we didn't talk much. It made the both of us too nervous. We didn't know each other well enough. Which was weird. I had known him all my life and yet still didn't really know him.

Dad didn't want to know me. I think it's because I look like mom. I'm the spitting image of her, long, brown hair, green eyes, tan-ish skin. While, I looked like my mom I had my dad's attitude. Smart, sarcastic when I actually talked, and I was comfortable with silence.

We drove down the road in complete silence, to my pleasure, until dad turned on the radio. Some, old 80's song played and my dad sang along. What was so exciting about a stupid promotion?

We pulled into the parking lot of my dad's work just as the song ended. We got out of the car and walked up to the building, chicken in hand.

We walked down hall after hall after hall. Geez, this place looked small from the outside, but it is huge inside.

We finally reached a door that looked exactly like all the others. How did dad know which door was which?

Dad pulled an ID card out of his pocket and swiped it. The door beeped twice and opened with a swoosh.

"Hey," some people called from inside the room, which was completely white. Against the wall was a table covered in food of all sorts. From chips and dip to filet mignon.

There weren't very many people. Maybe ten. All were talking and eating. I was the youngest of course. My dad was probably the only one with a daughter and still didn't live in his mom's basement.

"Hey, honey take this over there." My dad practically dropped the chicken into my hands. He walked off to go talk to a group of his fellow scientist, leaving me there, making myself look more like an idiot than I already was.

I walked over to the food table and put the chicken in an unoccupied place. I grabbed a plate and started piling chips on it.

"Chicken Parmasen. Did you make it?" A man that looked like he was in his 30s was pointing to the chicken. He had a voice that screamed dad, which surprised me. He had a darker shade of blonde hair and deep blue eyes.

"No, dad did." I went back to piling chips and dip on my plate. I was really hungry. The kids at school had stolen my lunch again.

The man out a piece of chicken on his plate. "My name is Jeb. I work with your father."

No really. I thought this was the zoo. Are you the zoo keeper? "Really for how long?"

"Since yesterday." As he finished up saying that my dad came over with three other people behind him.

"Sweetheart, this is my boss, Dr. Ter Bortch. He is a very smart man. These are two of his assistances, Anne and Jerry. I see you already met Jeb." He gestured to a different person to fit the names.

I nodded. "Hi, my name De-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence.

"Ve know vho you are, Desdemona. You vill be coming vith us." The one who dad pointed to be Ter Bortch pulled out a taser.

All the scientist were pulling out tasers. My instincts told me to run. Far away and never come back. I couldn't I was frozen to the spot.

All this had been a trap from the very beginning. The party, the food, all of it. Even my dad being happy for once. He was only happy to get rid of me.

The next moment all I felt was the shocking of five tasers touching me at once. I collapsed onto the floor and blacked out.