P.O.V Max

The girl sees us after a minute of flying. She turned around slightly and raised an eyebrow. We got close enough to talk, but not to pose a threat.

"Who are you?" she asked. She had long black hair and emerald green eyes. She also had scars that showed she had had a hard life. Her wings and fluffy tail were black.

"My name is Max and this is Fang. Who are you? How did you get your wings and tail? How old are you?"

"I'm Xandra. Whitecoats. I think I'm about 17. Are you Maximum Ride?"

"I am."

"Hmm."

P.O.V Xandra

Maximum Ride! Wow!

"Where's the rest of your flock?" I ask.

"How do you know we have a flock and why do you want to know?"

I shrug, "That's the same Fang from the website, right?"

"Oh, yeah," Max looks like she is trying to decide whether to trust me or not.

"Do you want to join us?" She asks after a short silence.

"Sure." I just can't believe I'm going to go see the flock with Maximum Ride. I didn't know it would be this easy to find her.

We set off and after about five minutes Max asks me, "So, you survived the Split."

"The what?" I asked confused. It sound like some sort of butt surgery.

"You know, the apocalypse?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Good. Do you know of other mutants?"

"No, why?"

"Well, I am trying to unite the remaining people."

"Huh."

"What?"

"Nothing. Does he talk, like, at all?" I ask gesturing at Fang, who has bee quiet for the last fifteen minutes.

"Not when he can help it," Max replies with a grin. I like her.

"Here we are," Max says as we enter a cave.

The first thing I see is a boy. He's sitting down so I can't tell how tall he is, but I'm guessing around six foot, probably more. He has dark blonde hair and is well muscled. He looked up at me, his eyes widened. After a second he blushed and looked away. I looked at the rest of the flock. One boy, I think he is blind, he was also tall and muscled, though he was skinnier. He had pale skin and very fair hair. A boy and a girl sat next to each other. I think they are siblings, because they have the same blonde hair and blue eyes. A girl's sitting between them all. She had dark skin and mocha eyes. She looks up and her eyes widened more than I have ever seen someone open their eyes. "Oh!" she exclaims, "You have wings! Where did you get them? What's your name? I'm Nudge. Where did you come from? Why do you have a tail? How-"

"Nudge! Calm down," Max says in a way that it is obvious she must tell Nudge that often. I grin at Nudge and she grins back.

"Flock, this is Xandra," Max announces, "Xandra, that's Iggy, he's 15" she lets me know, pointing to the blind boy, "The girl next to him is my half sister, her name is Ella, she's fourteen. That is Angel, 7 and The Gasman, but you can call him Gazzy, he's 9," she gestures to the siblings, "And that," she points to the boy who blushed, "is Dylan, 16" I nod watching Dylan. He glanced up at me and said, "Hey."

"Hi." Dylan unnerved me.

I felt the one called Angel in my mind. 'You do know it's rude to be uninvited in someone else's mind, don't you?' I thought at her

'Your telepathic too!?'

'Yeah.'

'Wow, I have never met someone with my ability before.'

'I have, be glad you haven't'

'Why?'

'The only other one is a very bad guy'

'Oh'

"Go ahead," Max says as she sits down with Fang, "sit down. We are on my way to meet with my mom. We should be there tomorrow afternoon."

I nod. I sit down next to Nudge. They all take out food from packs. I have a pack, too, but I hid it in the forest. My eyes lock onto the can of amazing smelling food that Nudge had in her hand. I can't look away, even though I really want to. All I have in my pack is two outfits, a First-Aid Kit, and a box of granola bars. It's my emergency pack.

"Do you want some?" Nudge asks me, her wide, dark eyes kind.

I nod.

"You don't look like you have eaten in a while."

I shake my head. She goes over to a pack babbling about how Iggy ate most of her food. I glance at Dylan and find him looking at me curiously. This time he doesn't look away and neither do I. He smiles an uneasy smile and I return an equally nervous smile. Nudge comes back with a can and a spoon. I take them both and look at them. I look at the ground, embarrassed, and ask, "What do I do with them?"

She smiles in a small, sympathetic way, "Here," she takes them and grabs a small tab and pulls off the lid. She gives me them back.

"Watch me," she takes her spoon and dips it into the can; scooping out some food. I mimic her and put the spoonful in my mouth. I beam. Then, I realize everyone is staring at me. I look down and eat ferociously. In a second I am done and put down the empty can.

"Wow!" Nudge exclaims, "Gazzy you might have competition for fastest eater."

"Hmm?" Gazzy asks looking at me with his mouth full of the sandwich his was destroying.

"She's a girl," he said around his food, "she can't beat me in an all out eating contest.

I get a bit excited at the challenge. I am very competitive.

"Has Iggy's sexism ruined your mind!?" Max exclaimed.

"No, it's just the truth."

"Bite me," I say simply.

He grins. He looked so cute I have to smile back.

Nudge stands, looking very formal, "I propose that after we meet with Dr. Martinez, we should have an eating contest!"

We all nod, a little too enthusiastically.

"Eating contest! Eating contest!" Gazzy chants and we all join in. This is a good way to spend two weeks.