I seem to remember that the sentences describing me didn't include something of the lines of "slut, pedophile and some twenty-year old who is attracted to a fourteen year old."

If you think so, go ahead and read it again. And again. And again. Until you can get it in your little brain that I am not who you make me out to be.

Sure, you can call me a mean girl and stuff. You know what they say, "haters gonna hate." I guess I can classify you all as "haters" if you classify me as a "freaking rich and popular girl who doesn't care for anyone else." I'll call you something that you aren't if you do the same to me.

Also, I would like to let you all know that I graduated college and am not going to be in high school with Lissa, Maya or the Flock.

If anything, calling me a nerd would be so much better. You know, I once read a story where I was classified as a nerdy, shy girl who skipped a grade or two. That. Was. Freaking. Awesome. Someone (if that's you, I congratulate you) finally got who I am right. Thank you.

So, use that as an example, because obviously, I'm smart and proud. I gratulated from college earlier than most. I went to Antarctica with a bunch of scientists who were at least twenty years older than me. (Well, most were, there were some my age.)

Now, I'm going to tell some of you to stop reading here. If you think that you are awesome at portraying my real personality, than kudos to you, you don't have to hear me rant any farther.

But to everyone else who is still here and considering me someone who stole/or is trying to steal Fang away from Max, than you need to keep reading. Please do and learn something from it.

Here's my side of the story. It's important you know this.

Let's start at the beginning, shall we? I graduated from college a couple years earlier than I should have. Then I was shipped off to Antarctica for studies. Still on board here? Then I was told that the Flock (ie. Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, Angel and Total) were coming to our boat to help us in figuring out global warming. I was like, "Okay," and didn't really think much of it until they got here.

I don't remember being told that they had wings until a day or two before they came. Naturally, being a scientist, I wanted to study them. You would too. It's amazing to think that someone was able to give them bird genes and that they were able to fly. Most of the Flock seemed closed up to me, though. Max obviously didn't like me and I didn't know Iggy well enough. Nudge, Gazzy and Angel were just too young to understand what I was trying to do.

Most of you know that, right? If you don't, you do now. This next part is the part that everyone messes up. This is the part where I'm labeled as a slut.

Before I tell it though, I was never in love with Fang. Never. He's six or so years younger than me. I'm not that kind of girl. It's not like I have a boyfriend (I don't) or I'm desperate (I'm not), it's just that he was the only member that would let me get a closer look of his DNA.

That's all. Fang and I became close because I was able to study more about him being 2% bird. I hate to break it to all of you dramatic story-tellers, but that's all that happened. I'm so very sorry that you were telling lies about me the whole time.

Basically, the few sentences about me were turned against me. I never fell in love with Fang. He never fell in love with me. Max and him were always together. I never interfered.

I hope that you can eventually understand that.

-Brigid