AN: Thanks for continuing reading my story. Although last chapter wasn't really a chapter... so that kind of ruins that. Oh well.

I don't own Maximum Ride or any other popular thing found in this story. All I own is the plot and minor characters.

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~Iggylover2.0

Chapter one: First Day of School: Max

" First day of school! First day of school! Oh boy, oh boy!" Nana yelled in a very Nemo-like way as she ran by my room. I can't believe she was still excited for it. Just wait, three years from now and she would be as excited for school as she would chopping her arm off.

Speaking of which Annie would chop my arm off if I didn't get to the mall soon. I grabbed my hand-me-down Coach wallet, stuck it in my front pocket, and headed down the hallway.

I glanced down at my watch, also Coach, not hand me down, to check the time. 8:10, an hour and and ten minutes before school starts. I was in 10th grade, no longer a freshmen. I wasn't at the bottom anymore. Thankfully.

I hesitated before going down the stairs, did I have everything I needed? Watch? Check. Cute hair? Check. Minty fresh breath? Check. Yep, I was all good.

I walked down the stairs, and in the happy state that I was in, I didn't see Nana's doll on the last step.

"Holy crap!" I managed to scream before I slammed onto the ground. My stomach was clenched in panic, and I felt like I was going to pee myself. Which would mean I would have to change out of my insanely expensive, and good looking True Religion jeans.

No, I didn't buy them for myself. Annie did. She came from old money. So she didn't mind spending a couple hundred dollars and a pair of jeans that I might wear twice. But anyways...

I jumped up and nearly collided with my mom. Who was looking at me with worry in her eyes.

" Oh... sorry Mom." I said, kind of hoping I could get out of the house sooner rather then later.

"Are you okay?" Yep, that's my mom unobservant as always. Of course she didn't see me on the ground, or the thud my body made.

"Yeah, fine Mom. I gotta go though, Annie will kill me if I'm late again." I said off handedly. Not that the landing didn't hurt, I was just used to falling. Hello, soccer player here!

Mom just kind of nodded and walked away, probably towards the kitchen. Her newest hobby was cooking. No one wanted to taste test her experiments.

The nice thing about having a mom who doesn't ask too many questions is that sneaking out is easier. Just blame everything on school work.

I yelled a goodbye to Nana and walked out the door. Turned left and grabbed my bike. It looks really old fashon. With the handle bars a lot higher then the seat. Which was big and cushy. Perfectly suited of my butt. It had tasles on the ends of the handles, which were blue. No pinks or purples for me!

Peddling down the street, I glanced at the time again: 3:36. I was late. Annie was going to kill me. I probably should have been motivated to peddle faster. But I couldn't help but go slowly through my neighboorhood.

Not to sound totaly egocentric, but my neighboorhood is definetly pretty. Not as pretty as Annie's, but dang close. All the houses were two story, and some what resembled a medival style. You know, knights, princesses, dragons? The hunky prince that always has great hair and a lion symbol on their armor. Mmm...

Time? 8:42. Shi- ship. Shippity ship ship. I peddled harder, Annia would be pissed if she thought I stood her up.

Linder Street. Almost there. The next right and I'll be on the highway.

After some insanely intence peddling skills, I managed to get to the mall only 15 mintues late. Which in Annie's book means I'm extremly late, but I didn't stand her up.

I stalked through the mall looking for Annie. Blah, I should probably just text her. I reached around my body and grabbed my phone. Front left pocket. I opened it, and the suddenly my fingers were moving so fast, it was like I was a vampire. Twilight refrence anyone? No? Oh well.

Max: Hey, where r u?

I waited about 10 seconds before I got the reply.

Annie: Your late. I'm at A+F, come?

I should have known, I started walking in the right direction. Annie was a sucker for Abrecrombie and Finch. Especially thier skirts. You know, the one's that actually have to be lower in the front because the back is so high up. I wouldn't wear those is the world was ending.

" Max!" The sqeaul came from my right, and it sounded extremly like Annie, In fact I would have sworn t was Annie squealling. Excpet for the fact that Annie's normally long, brown hair wasn't long and brown. It was short curly, and bright red.

" Annie?" I gasped. " What did you do to your hair?"

AN: So did you like it? I know it's kind of confusing, but you just have to keep reading and it will make sense. So review? Please?