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Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. What a surprise.

"Okay dearie, you'll have a room to yourself, and here are you keys. I hope you get settled in well." Said the woman.

God that woman was annoying. It had taken about an hour and a half to get through all of the school stuff for goodness sake. But honestly, how hard can school be, right?

I went to my dorm room and checked it out. A desk, a light, bed and a wardrobe. The windows gave an almost nice view of campus. It would do. I coughed violently, and my ribs hurt. Blimey, Erasers really know how to hit I'd give them that. I stretched my wings out, and gave them a shake. They were getting sore from misuse. I heard a voice outside, and I paid attention to it. I put my mirage on, and opened my door. Guess who.

"Hey Max. Can I come in? Fang said. He was wearing basketball shorts with a top. He must work out, because, seriously the boy was packing on muscle.

"I heard you coughing. You alright?" He was all concerned now. I decided I liked him, but I wished I didn't.

"I'm just peachy." I replied. I went back to unpacking while Fang just stared at the floor. He picked up one of my loose feathers and looked at it, confused. I held my breath.

"I guess some poor bird got a bit confused" he smirked. I burst out laughing, and he joined in. He didn't know how close he was to the truth. It was nice, like being all friendly with this guy I barely knew.

Eventually, we stopped laughing.

"Would you like to get some food with me? I know a nice place just down the road…" He trailed off. He looked me straight in the eye with a serious expression, but I could see he was laughing inside. I felt connected to him somehow, and I guess that prompted me to say, "Yes, I'd love too."

He smiled, and said, "Lets go then! Don't worry, im paying."

I would have protested, but it wasn't like I was el richo, so I let him have his way. For now.

"So, Max. Tell me about yourself. I barely know you." He asked me while we were walking down to the park.

I stared up at the trees, pondering on what to tell him. I'd have to lie of course, letting my big secret of mutant birdism wasn't on my things-to-do-list. I looked up at his big jade eyes and said, "Well, im from outta town. I'm adopted and my parents live in… Colorado. I'm a single child. And I've been home-schooled all my life… so I don't know much about school." That's right Max, keep it simple.

He raised his eyebrows and said "You're home-schooled? That must be tough." It was a simple statement, but he was looking at me strangely, and I wondered if he really believed what I was saying. I really wanted to tell him, but I knew he would only get into trouble. I felt strangely connected to Fang, even though I'd barely known him a day. He was my first real friend.

"Your parents sent you down here all alone?" He asked, eyebrows creased.
"Uh, yeah. They didn't want to come down, because… they're dentists and its hard to leave their profession." I improvised wildly.

He looked at me skeptically, but dropped it. We were right outside a pizza parlour. I stared at it with wide eyes. Pizza.

He laughed at my expression and jabbed me in the stomach saying, "Come one baby bird. Fang will feed you!"

I winced as he jabbed me in the stomach, bruises, but laughed along with him, because he said baby bird. Why all the bird puns with this guy?

"You'd better! Im a very hungry bird." I laughed along with him. But he wasn't buying it, he'd seen my wince. Damn. I needed food, otherwise it would get harder to keep my mirage intact, he might see something. This was so dangerous, I could get found out, and the Erasers would be onto me so quickly…

I was interrupted, by a busty waitress sitting us down. She was thrusting her boobs up at Fang, who was starting to look a bit uncomfortable. I snorted, and they both looked at me, but Fang was laughing and the waitress was shooting daggers at me. Oh well.

"I believe we came here to eat Pizza, not boobs on a side plate, thanks." I said snarkily. I hated women who believed they could thrust their goods at whoever. It gave a bad name for all the other women on the planet. That was insightful for someone who had been raised in a dog crate, don't you think?

Her mouth fell open, and Fang nearly fell off his chair, laughing so hard. She walked away, huffing and doing her top button up.

Well that's another chappie up and away. The next one will be FPOV

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