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Trent & Lala:

We bring you our very first fanfic! Written by BOTH of us (mainly Lala, cause she's a typing wiz).

Hope you like it! :)

Summary:

We've all read the stories about the new kids coming to school, la di da. Max, thought to have been murdered five years ago, starts college. She's settled down - up until a familiar figure starts their college year a month in. Max DIDN'T die, and they're out to finish the job.

(The only things that have been tweaked are Max's, Fang's, and Iggy's ages. All the others are still the same.)

I own only Drew [so far]. James Patterson has full ownership regarding the characters off of Maximum Ride.

I dropped my heavy luggage, happy to get some freaking fresh air after being cooped up in a car for almost fifteen hours straight. Up ahead, was Oregon State University. It's a place my mom, Valencia, enrolled me into.

Stretching by back for the first time in who knows how long, I reveled in the beauty of the bright blue sky. Coming from Arizona to here and then suddenly going into a school - it was hard. but all in all, I loved the idea.

My mom came up to me a few minutes after she watched me dart out of the car, fast as a bullet.

"Ooh, my little girl's all grown up now!" She squealed, just like a normal parent would. "I can't wait for you to start your adult life and find a nice person to stay with-"

"Hold up, mom!" I said, prying her arms off of me. I was suffocating. "I'm not going to get a guy. I'm just gonna start a life. 'Kay?" I said slowly. "Remember. They're still after me."

She nodded, understanding. "If they found you still alive, that'd be a problem to them, wouldn't it?" She laughed.

I smiled a smile that was reserved for my mom. "I know all their secrets. One little spill, and they're toast. Can't wait to be able to get rid of Itex once and for all." I sighed. I admit, having a guy to talk to and cuddle with wasn't exactly my idea of fun, anyways. I'm not like those girls that squeal like idiots when a guy flips their hair or winks at them. That'd be just plain.... blonde moment-y.

Besides, if they figure out who I was, they'd run. Far away.

So, there you have it. Love Life + Max = Not gonna happen.

As if I'd fall in love anyways, right?

I got tackled down once again, by my brother this time.

"Don't go!" He wailed, crying onto my arm. Poor guy. He was only five, too. As adopted him from a center when he was a baby. I named him Drew, cause he looked like a Drew. Curly, golden brown hair and all. Pretty blue eyes too. He'd be an eyecandy when he got into middle and high school, I know it.

"Ssh. It'll be alright." I said, hugging him back tightly. I kissed the top of his cute little head. "I'll be back soon. Sister Max has got some business to take care of."

"But-but-!" He cried even harder. He was attached to me so much...

"I promise you I'll be fine." I whispered, pulling away from him lightly and ruffling his hair. "I'll see you in a few weeks. When I come back, I'll be sure to buy you that toy you've always wanted."

He perked up. "But what will I do when you're not with me?" he sniffed.

"I heard our neighbors had an eight ear old kid with them. Why don't you play with him?" I suggested. The neighborhood Mom's moving in to has a ton of kids. Maybe he could make a friend or two - even a whole group. He's just that kind of guy. I just pray he doesn't use his charms to his advantage.

"Drew honey, it's time for us to go." Mom called. They were going to her new clinic over in Tualatin. They both tackled me once again in bear hugs. "Bye, sweetie!" My mom said, trying hard not to cry. I rolled my eyes.

"Bye bye, Maxie..." Drew said, looking at the ground. I gave him one last pat in the head before picking up my luggage once again and heading into my dorm.

"Finally!" I said to myself after getting everything packed in. My bed spreadsheet was fully set up, it's sky blue color mixing well with the white pillows. I loved those two colors. The dresser was filled with my clothes, also. And luckily, the dorm room was all to myself.

I got to the college a few days early, though, so I had a chance to unpack and get used to it. From what I know, I'm the only student here right now. That's a girl, at least. The others are probably hanging out with their boyfriends cuddling and whatnot. Ugh.

It was still bright and early, so I did what normal people would do: walk around.

And as I was doing so, I started daydreaming. Which, in turn, made me run into something.

"Hey, watch it!" I yelled.

"Maybe you should watch yourself." The person countered. I snapped my head up to him defiantly, only to be met by midnight eyes. In my peripheral vision, I could also see someone next to him with pale blue eyes, who was chuckling.

Wonder who these people are.

"And why is a girl like you so early here?" The blue eyed boy asked. I just shrugged. He smirked.

"Why are you two here?" I asked, putting my attention to the blue eyed person instead of the other one I ran into. I could tell he wasn't much of a talker, anyways.

"My father's the principal and his mom's the secretary." he said simply. "I don't think your parents are any staff here, though. Are any of them?"

"Nope." I said, popping the 'p'. He nodded. "I'm only here cause my mother's staying at a friends house right now while some random people are remodeling." I lied. I only got out of there cause I wanted to, but i doubt that'd be a good reason for blackie in front of me.

"Coolio!" Blue-Eyes said, smiling brillitantly. "I'm Iggy McNeil. This is Ni-"

"Fang." Blackie interrupted. Iggy rolled his eyes.

"Fine. This is Fang Ride." He said. "Fang" glared lightly at him. I laughed. "Anyways, dall, dark, and glary other there isnt much for friends, obviously. We're both eighteen and freshman years."

"Nice to meet you two." I said, holding my hand out. Iggy shook it immediately, smiling at me again. Fang just looked at me and patted my shoulder. "Max Martinez. I'm turning eighteen in a few days. Freshman year." Iggy nodded happily.

"Hey, we were about to grab something to eat. Wanna join?" he asked, pulling my arm a bit so I was in the middle of them. I smiled and nodded, happy I made some frieids.

Just Friends. I said to myself, before I ended up running back to my dorm and screaming in my pillow because I made a few guy friends.

And just like that, we were at a waffle restaraunt.

Iggy found some seats for us, and we all sat and ordered.

"I want some with strawberries and whipped cream on top." I said to the lady who was practically drooling over Fang. She wrote (more like scribbled) down what I said and asked Fang for his order. Iggy got chocolate chip.

"I'll have the same as her." He said. She wrote something like x2 and wandered off, probably daydreaming of a day with him.

We all sat around for only five minutes until she rounded the corner once again and handed us all of our orders, and gave a piece of paper to Fang. Isnt' she, like, 25? Gross. Even Fang looked disgusted and immediately threw the paper to the floor.

"So, how was your childhood?" Iggy asked.

Oh boy, that brought so many memories reeling back.

Trent: This looks LONG.

Lala: Thing is, we're using wordpad. It's a whole lot smaller than this, trust me.

Trent: True, true. So, when's the next chapter?

Lala: Hmm... how about in a few days?

Trent: Coolio polio! So....

Trent and Lala: TxL signing out! Please review and comment! Flame if you want :)

OH,

and if you're wondering about Iggy, his vision just isnt perfect. Like, he needs contacts, which he's wearing in this story. But Max doesn't know that. Probably never will. xD