#CHAPTER 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride.#

My name is Maximum Ride, but everyone calls me Max. I live with my mom, Valencia Martinez, and my sister, Ella Martinez. If you're wondering why my last name is different than my mom's, it's because I picked my own name. Yea, I know, it's pretty badass. I have blonde hair with brown streaks, and eyes the color of chocolate. I'm sixteen years old and I go to Middleton High School. I also play soccer, pretty well if I do say so myself. There are tryouts today for the school team.

Anyway, right now I'm in biology, my last class of the day. I'm really not focusing on Miss Anderson droning on… and on… and on… yea, you get the point. I'm pretty bored. At least there are only about two minutes left. Thank God. I look around the class. Only the nerds are actually focusing. Now there's a shocker. I look to the very back corner of the room. There, surrounded by empty desks, was probably one of the hottest guys I'd ever seen. I wondered why I didn't notice him before. He was tan and had black, soft-looking hair that went down to about the bottom of the back of his neck and swooped across his forehead. He also had midnight-black eyes with little flecks of gold in them, and was wearing all-black clothing. Well, looks like somebody likes black.

He seemed to just be sitting in the corner, minding his own business. He was looking under the table, so I looked down at his hands. He was holding a black sketchbook, completely lost in his drawing. Nobody else seemed to notice him.

Just as I was finishing my observations, the bell rang. Finally! I hurriedly grabbed all my books and practically ran out the classroom door and into the girls' locker room. When I got there, I was immediately met by my best friends, Nudge and JJ, and Ella.

"Hi, Max! Are you excited for soccer tryouts? I am! I really hope I make the team this year, I tried out last year but I didn't get a spot. I don't know why, though, I mean I think I was great so why couldn't they let me have a spot on the team? I mean-" She abruptly stopped speaking as Ella walked up behind her and placed a hand over her mouth. Man, that girl can talk.

"Thanks, Ella," I said gratefully.

She smirked. "Anytime."

We started changing into our soccer uniforms. They were black with white lines going up the sides, and our school's mascot, the eagle, was emblazoned on the sleeves. I started lacing up my black and white cleats. I love how my cleats match the uniform. Once we were done changing, we ran outside onto the field to start stretching and getting ready to try out. I looked at the people around me, and saw that the boy obsessed with black that was in my biology class was trying out too. I went over and sat next to him.

"Hi," I said. He was even hotter up close.

He glanced at me. "Hey," he replied.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Fang. You?" Well, somebody doesn't like talking.

"Maximum. But everybody calls me Max."

He smirked. Man, he looked good when he smirked.

I tried to think of something to say. "Do you have a girlfriend?" I immediately regretted saying this and blushed bright red. Way to not make it obvious, Max. Mental slap.

"Yea. Her name's Lissa."

"Oh, cool. I'm dating this guy name Dylan, but I honestly don't like him that much."

"Listen up guys!" yelled the coach to get everyone's attention. "Okay, so I'm going to put you guys into pairs. Then I'll guard the goal-" he gestured to the goal behind him- "and I want you to work with the person assigned to you to get it past me."

I didn't listen as he was going through the list of people who were paired together, but I snapped my head up when I heard my name.

"Max, you'll be with Fang."

I turned to the boy beside me and gave a little half-smile. He half-smiled back. This would be interesting.

So that's the first chapter, I hope you guys liked it! I know it's kind of boring since it's the first chapter, but I promise it'll get more dramatic! So pppplllleeeeaaaasssseeee take the time to review if you can?