Ok, so Midge 1012 said that I should make a diff line for the dialogue, so I'm trying. Tell me if I'm succeeding! I kno I made the last chapter like really long, I was trying to break it up into two diff chapters, but I couldn't figure out how, so sorry bout that. And then I'm sorry I was slow on updating, I was just confused on how to add new chapters (thnx a bunch to Lainiesawesomness for helping me out there). I didn't think ppl would like ma story! But anyways, here you go. Hope its good! Working on 3rd chapter as we speak!

Max POV

"Hey, I'm Kira. It's really cool to meet you. Fang said that we might run into you." She seemed pretty cool. I liked her. She had short light brown hair with streaks that was up in a ponytail, tanned skin, and greenish eyes with hints of blue. She had on a black shirt with a bunch of band names like 'All American Rejects' and 'Boys like Girls' written all over in neon and jeans with a slight boot cut.

"Nice to meet you. Nice mall you've got here," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Not much of a shopper, huh. I'm Morgan by the way." Morgan had blond-ish red-ish hair and blue eyes. She had freckles(not that there's anything bad about freckles) that complemented her heart-shaped face. She had a faded orange shirt with 'Let it Rock' with a gray sleeveless button up jacket and black skinnies.

"Yup. One of my fatal flaws. This is probably more shopping then I've ever done. I'm used to just ordering online. Less walking. Less lugging."

"Oh, hey this is Sam and Blake." Fang said, probably feeling kinda left out. Oh blech. I hated them, and not because of their typical popular boy looks. No, because when they introduced themselves they barely looked up at my face. They kept staring at my...body.

"Hey look Angel, that's one of my friends, Caroline, lets go with her and her mom. That way tomorrow, you might know somebody, even though she's not your age," said Nudge and I was so relieved I wouldn't have to keep shopping.

"Ok, cool! Is that O.K Max?" Angel asked.

"Sure sweetie, you go have fun," I replied in what hopefully didn't sound too relieved.

"Sweetie?" Morgan scoffed.

"What can I say. I have a soft spot for kids."

"So, you wanna go to like the cafe and like hang?" Morgan asked Kira and me and I noticed how the invitation wasn't for Fang, Sam, and Blake.

"Sure, that'd be cool, I'm beat from all this shopping, blech," I said, and we were about to walk away when I turned around and said, "By the way, my face is up here."

Then we walked away like nothing had happened, but not before I got a glimpse of Sam beet red face and Blake trying to look as if he didn't care but you could totally tell he did. Hey, you only got once chance to live, and for me, that chance might be pretty darn short.

Max POV

So we went to Starbucks and like order cappachino's and brownies and stuff.

"So..where are you moving from?" asked Morgan.

"California, not my kinda place," I replied. Sure, there were large, open skies, but I still hated how there were so many people, and how we lived so close to the School. The School is this horrible place where they made me and Angel from donor eggs. They tested our strength by making us compete against other hybrids in fights, or test our speed by making us run with 200 frikin pounds tied to our legs. There are other things too, but I like you, so I'll spare the details. Me and Angel escaped from there when I was like 9 and Angel was about a year or so. Not many people knew of our creation. Probably 20 people (I think it took like 8 people to create us, 5 people to maintain us, 1 person to be the head of us, and 6 people to teach/train us. These people, because of their ability to keep secrets and honestly because they didn't have a job at the time, by the creators) tops. Not even the mysterious Director new. We were kept secret because we were a mistake. Not supposed to happen. And the Director was already mad at the white-coats because many of their creations were such failures, and they were afraid me and Angel were too. So, to spare the wrath of the Director, they simply didn't tell her. Anyways Angel, who understood everything I said and followed my directions without any questions, and I pretended to die. Oddly enough, they didn't bother doing any tests to make sure if we were dead. Just checked if we were breathing and checked our heartbeat, which Angel and I were able to slow to 2 heartbeats a minute. Unfortunately for us, the School gets rid of dead experiments by setting them on fire in a closed, not flammable room. Thankfully, only 3 scientists were in there so we killed them (easily, I might add) and then made it look like they died in a fire accident. After that our plan (well, my plan) was to fly as far as possible from the School. You might be wondering how Angel was flying, seeing how she was just a year. I wasn't able to fly until I was 4, but I theorize (now your learning science from me, don't you just love reading my story?) that she's growing and maturing faster than a normal human baby OR mutant. Avian Hybrid Version 2.0. We flew about as far as Arizona, when we got tired. So we went to a house in the middle of nowhere and rang the door bell. Remember, I was 9. A lady, my current mom, answered it, and had a concerened look on her face. I guess because we looked really dirty and homeless and stuff, which we technically were. She ushered us in, and asked us what happened. Stupidly (well, I guess not that stupidly, cuz it turned out in my favor but..) I told her everything, wings and all. She believed me, even before I showed her my wings, and gave us food and shelter. We stayed there for like a week, and after that, she sort of adopted us. She had a daughter, Ella (who is not any percent bird as far as I can tell), and we became great friends over the years. Since she was a vet, she wanted to give us a few shots to make sure we didn't get the bird flu(haha) or something like that. While she was taking an x-ray for a special shot on my arm, she saw a chip that was buried under my veins, and I was like GET IT OFF NOW!!!! So she did. And I lost use of my arm for like a week but it started getting better after that. So we became a big happy family, and then mom started dating, and really got serious about it and then the guy had to move to Colorado, so she went too and then the relationship ended up badly so we moved back to Arizona. And then she met another guy but he was a big jerk and my mom couldn't stand staying in the same state as him because he'd always try and win her back in an annoying and jerk-y way. So she asked us were we wanted to live and both Ella and Angel said California. When I said it would be too dangerous, my mom reasoned that the last place they'd look was right there in California. Ooh reverse psychology. And then my mom found yet another guy (well she's pretty, talented, sweet. She's like boy bait), her current boyfriend. He had to move to Oregon . He had to go back to California though, so she did too. Then he had to move to Oregon because of work and (surprise) we did too. So there's your little history lesson

Anyways, back to current times: "Ew, California, hot lifeguards, sweet beaches, Hollywood," retorted Morgan," You poor thing! How did you ever get through?"

"Uh..hello, I thought we were all tomboys here who didn't care about hot guys or stupid movies and stuff."

"Ya, but still....California's a pretty sweet place. Lotsa sports, great weather, surfing," Kira replied for Morgan.

"Whatever..So are you guys the only two tomboys at school? Or is there more? Are you like your own little group, or do you sit with Fang and his perv friends? Are the teachers O.K, or like totally strict? What about the principal? Is there anything I should know before tomorrow, social and educational wise?" Hey, I gotta be prepared.

"Ok..uh...no there are more, like Rachel, Rose, and some others..We sit with Fang, but like he and his perv friends are in one table, and we're in another. Most teachers are pretty cool, except for and the principal's the best. Well, you should know that Bridget, Fang's girlfriend, is a parnoid brat who thinks she's all-that, and most people think so too. Sigh, what are you gonna do. You don't want to get on her bad side, but if YOU do, then I think you'll be fine. She lies, cheats, but is charming, at least to teachers. She's pretty smart though. If you were a guy, I'd say watch out becuase she can break you heart. Since your a girl, and will most likely be pretty popular, she'll try and ruin every relationship you'll have. Education-wise you should know that we're not like a dumb school, so they do have high expectations.

"Everything sounds pretty much like my old school in think I'll be popular? Ya right, maybe with you guys. I wasn't really all that admired in my old school. Bridget seems like fun. I don't mean to be pushy, but could I like sit with you guys..at lunch I mean"

"Ya, you'll totally be up there. You don't even have to ask about seating with us. Its like a given. I don't know how things work in the Golden State, but here in Oregon, you sit with your friends during lunch," said Morgan.