AN: I am so sorry, I have not updated in like, eyons. You must all think I got the Spanish influenza, and got turned into a vampire. Lol . wow, I have no life. Okay, so anyhoodle! This is the third chappy of Iggy's Hearthrob, and because I've been naughty, I'll make it extraspecially long. If that's possible. I'll make it as long as I can! And thanks for the reviews! 5 is more than I expected, so thanks! Ha-ha!

Disclaimer: I'm not quite sure why we have to do this, because if we owned it we wouldn't be writing on here, but whatevers, I don't own Maximum, and I only own the Iggster in my dreams!

FPOV:

I hated Rachel with a passion. At first, I thought it was funny, she was klutzy, and witty, and she was cool. But then, Iggy, started really liking her. And, I know what girls like that are prone to doing. They can't stay in one place. For now Angel, and Gazzy were keeping her here, but it wouldn't be long, and I knew it. She would take them away, and they would go with her. They loved her more than Max. This girl they'd known for a few weeks was more to them than Max! That's what I hated about her. That even if you absolutely loathed her like I did, you had to love her, because everyone loves being happy. And Ray, made you happy, all over. Like she was carrying a disease that spread all over her, and radiated from every pore in her skin. And Iggy, sensible, calm, safe Iggy, was at his wits end. He was totally in love with her, and the horrible part was, that I couldn't blame him. They were perfect for each other. Rachel would take him by the hand up in the air, and she would look deep into his face, trying to bring out every single bit of sadness, and fill his cup with all her happiness. She would have done that for Iggy. She would have given him her happiness. Whenever Rachel went somewhere, Iggy followed. They were constantly up in the clouds, holding hands, and laughing, and Max. Max approved. She was such a girl. She watched them and sighed when she turned away. I wished I could do the same with Max. I wish she would let me. What was I thinking? This was Max. I had to keep everything inside. If anything ever ruined this, then there would be a lot of trouble. I needed her, and I needed the rest of them, so I had to keep things. I had a box inside my heart. And I filled it up with Maximum Ride, and let it open when I was alone. I let it cover me up, and then, I would close it, and become who I needed to be, to stay happy. Rachel and Iggy, were not making this any easier.

RPOV:

Iggy, was amazing. How could he just know everything? I don't know, but he did. He knew what I was thinking, without reading my face. It got to the point where I had to ask Max if Iggy could read minds too. It was insane. He couldn't even read my face, but he always knew what I was thinking. I kinda liked it. I liked that I didn't even have to say anything, and that he would know what was going on with me. Usually nothing bad, but sometimes, I would be frustrated over Fang. Why didn't he like me?
Why was he so bent on my immediate banishment? I needed to stay here, with Iggy, and Angel, and Gazzy, who I loved more than anything. Total had only revealed to me about three hours ago that he could speak, and my mind was whirring, but as long as I had my health I could deal with talking dogs. At least that's what I told myself. I mean, I was a mutant bird kid, what else was new? My siblings, were the two sweetest kids on the face of the earth. They were always saying things, like "Why is the sky blue when it could be so many more beautiful colors?"
"Well, Gazzy, it is many, many different colors. There are times in the day when it is pale peach, and stunning, and then times when it is mauve, and purple, and orange, can't you see?" He had asked me at the perfect time. Sunset. They sky was filled with orange, and pink, and mauve, like I'd told Gazzy. I had to get up there, into the gorgeous sky. Only, I needed to find Iggy.
"Sweetie, where's Iggy?" he laughed. He looked so much like a little cherub, especially with those little white wings peeking out from behind the hood of his sweater. "I think he's over there." He pointed to a corner where Iggy was. His head bent over something mechanical, no doubt one of his bombs. I walked up to him. His head snapped up and he put a sweater over what he had been working on.
"What's that?" I asked, puzzled.
"Nothing. I assume you would like to go for an evening flight?"
"How did you know?"
"I heard you talking to the Gasman about the sky."-a brief smile-"Why do you love it so much? Why are you so obsessed with the sky?" He seemed even a little angry.
"Because, Iggy. It's so beautiful, and free! Can you believe how lucky we are that we get to be here, and go up there! Other kids are learning useless things, and yelling at their parents, and we! We get to go up into the sky, and escape, Iggy! Isn't wonderful!"
"You want to escape, so go."
"Iggy, why would you say something like that?" I was completely and utterly shocked. Iggy knew me better than anyone. I shut down. Anticipating his next words. Something about me being too, wells, me. I knew, it was to good to be true. I wouldn't be loved here either. I started crying. Glad that Iggy couldn't tell, so he would keep talking.
"You love the damn sky so much, you can go live there." I was sobbing now, and only managed to squeak out, "Okay, if that's what you want…" before I shot up into the sky, and sobbed all through the night, for once wishing, that I could go to sleep. In the morning I went down again, and I closed myself off from everyone. It would be easier that way. I walked around all day like this. Avoiding Iggy, and talking to no one.

MPOV:

What was up with Rachel? She had walked around all day, lackluster and sad, a completely changed person. She didn't talk to anyone, and Gazzy occasionally trailed after her for a minute, trying to make her feel better. He thought it was his fault, but it wasn't. Iggy was just as horrible that day. But he wasn't sad. He was incredibly, undoubtedly angry. He snarled at everyone, and everything. It was so unlike Iggy that I talked to Fang about it. "What's with Iggy and Rachel? Did they have a fight?"
"No. I told Iggy what I thought."
"You told him about your stupid theory that Rachel was going to take off. And then she goes to him talking to him about the sunset, and freedom, because that's what she talks about at sunset, the last time I saw her happy! Fang! This is a big problem! You realize what Ray's going to do, don't you? She's going to go away, and never come back! She's going because Iggy told her to, because Iggy thought that that was what she wanted! This is such a mess I don't even know what to do! You have to fix it Fang. You have to fix it for Iggy." I was using my leader voice, and Fang knew what would come next. The entire flock was going to split apart if he didn't do something. I knew he knew it. And I knew that he was going to fix it. I just hoped that he wouldn't be to late…

AN: I know Max isn't very 'Max' ish in this chapter, but, what could I do. If Max was Max in my story, bad things would go down. So I needed Max to be kinda soft, at least about Rachel, because otherwise, things would end up really crappy. So that's what had to happen. Sorry, if you think that's really stupid.