A/N: I don't have a note today...

Angel: Yes, you do.

Me: Shut up, Angel.

Angel: *sighs* JJ.

Me: I told you not to call me that.

Angel: OH WELL! What she was going to say was that she doesn't own anything Maximum Ride related, or anything that pertains to the flock, etc etc.

Me: Hmph. Oh, and don't think I forgot that you dyed my whole freaking wardrobe pink.

Angel: Ugh...*slowly backs away*


Max's Pov

~One week later~

Okay, so guarding this Rebecca chick wasn't all that bad. We were somewhat friends... (if that makes any sense). She's pretty cool, we get along and that's all that matters. I haven't tried to rip her head off, or had any thoughts of ripping out her spine and beating her with it. And no one has tried to kidnap/kill her...yet. I mentioned that she wasn't all that bad right? Yeah, well I take that back.

"Guys I'm going shopping."

See what I mean? And it's always her way or no ones way at all. Not even Nudge wanted to go shopping, now that was a shocker. "No," I replied calmly from the counter.

"Come on, Max, I want to go out! I want to breath real air-"

"So the air around us is fake? Hmm, I never knew." She glared at me, and continued to whine, it was worse than hearing the Nudge channel. I blocked her out, waiting for her little rant to end.

"So I can go?" she asked, gasping for 'fake' air.

"No."

"WHAT? Okay, I get it you hate shopping, but I was stuck in this house for months-"

"One week, actually."

She ignored that and continued to ramble, "And I haven't seen my friend since forever! I'm always so bored, I mean come on, let me do this. Please oh, please oh please!"

"Invite them over and go explore your house. You don't need to go to them, they can come to you."

"UGH! MAX! THAT'S NOT THE POINT!"

"Then what's the point?" I asked, eerily calm.

Of course Iggy decides to walk in then, "No signs of-" He shut up and 'looked' around. More like turned his head back and forth from my spot to Becca's. "I can practically feel the tension in here," he commented, waving his arms in the air around him like the idiot he was. But he was my idiot. NOT THAT WAY! He was my idiot brother. Heads out of the gutter people.

"So ugh, was I interrupting?"

I shook my head, "No, Ig, we were just finishing this conversation." Becca grunted angrily and I continued, "We are done. You aren't going."

"UGH! I hate this! GOD!" She yelled storming out of the room. I looked at Iggy and he nodded. Wow, even blind he can understand what I'm trying to say.


Time Skip, an hour later

"Fine," I muttered angrily turning on my heel, trying to drown out the sounds of squeals of joy. I stormed out to their pool in the backyard, one of their seven pools. God, who needs seven freaking pools? Apparently they do.

"MAX! WE'RE LEAVING!" Nudge yelled form the door. I turned and saw her very unenthusiastic face. She hated having to watch someone shop, have fun, and just act like you're a scar, there but unwanted.

Around thirty minutes later we stopped at the mall. It took all my will not to jump out of the car and kiss the ground, to jump into the air and just soar. I promised Becca that I wouldn't do anything too embarrassing, but really she didn't need any help with that. Not to be rude, or anything, it was just a joke out of by boredom. She was really simple, kind of like me. Key words: kind of.

She never did anything to her hair except brushes it, she never wore any makeup, she rarely wore skirt (but that means she still does), she hates dresses (but still wears them) and what really puts us in different categories (other than the fact that she's wealthy enough to buy the world) was that she didn't have wings, she a had a life (one that wasn't as screwed up as mine), she had normal annoying, bitchy friends, and she didn't ever have to run/fight for her, or her family's, life. She also knows her family, my flock doesn't. And I wish I didn't, I really love my mom, but... I want them to know that I know how it feels. And I do. Really.

"OMG! Look at that dress. Oh my gosh, Becky, you'd look fab-u-LOUS! in that!" One of 'Becky's' friends screeched so loudly that everyone stopped for a second and looked at us. Great. Rebecca laughed and shook her head.

"No freaking way am I going to step outside in that piece of cloth. I mean, for god's sake! Where's the rest of it?" Becca said, looking troubled. I did another 360. I knew someone was watching us, I could feel it. (Hehe, you guys would kill me if I stopped it there, heck I would hate me if I stopped it there, but I didn't, so HA!)

"What is it?" Gazzy asked, taking a protective step towards me. Awww, that kid really makes me smile. He always acts so strong, so adultish (except for when he blows everything up) and I hate it. He shouldn't have to do that. I shouldn't have agreed to guard this bitch. She doesn't even want us here, so why should we be here? EXACTLY! We shouldn't be saving her ass when she would never, ever, even dream of helping us.

"Nothing..." I whispered back, looking up to see someone turn the minute I looked at...him, her? I couldn't tell. They concealed themselves well. "There," I whispered so quietly that only my Flock heard me. They all followed my train of sight, even Iggy, but the person was gone. They nodded, they knew he was here. "Angel, you know what to do." Okay, I've never...EVER... told Angel to use her mind controlling powers, but this is needed, very very needed.

"Whoa, Becky, what's up with the freaks?" Said the annoying blond (NO! I am not hating on blond's, but...well I kind of just pictured it like that, kay? Kay.) in a high pitched girly voice.

"Ugh, guys..." Becca hissed, glaring at me.

I glared right back at her, feeling anger bubble in my core. No, no, no. Stop. STOP! Breath.

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"Max?" Nudge asked hesitantly, putting a soft hand on my burning skin. She grabbed her hand back, "God, Max, you're burning up." Breathe, breathe. BREATHE FOR GOD'S SAKE! I let out a shaky breath, breathing in nice cold air, using it to cool my inside. And let me tell you, it hurt like hell. It wasn't relaxing at ALL! I've never tried to stop the fire inside of me, but now that I had I realized I was never ever going to do that again. It was like if I didn't get it all out of my system, I would burn myself, and keep on burning until the fire relaxed. That 'count to ten thing' really does NOT work. It's all a bunch of bullshit.

"I'm fine," I sighed, "just a bit tired."

"Awww, Becca, you should really get new body guards, the one's you have now suck shit," the red-head (see all red-heads suck) commented with a laugh (I am not saying all red-heads suck, okay! I have friends that have red hair, and I know people with red hair and they're not that bad).

"Remind me not to take them with us when we're saving you're ass," I replied, staring at Rebecca's shocked expression for a second. We guards weren't really supposed to talk unless we were asked to. But since when did rules start applying to us?

Angel giggled a little, then her face went blank like when she reads someones mind, "Max, Anne says that you're a bitch that can go rot in hell." Anne is the red-head.

Anne paled slightly and choked on air, "What?"

"And that-" her voice cracked and she looked down. I hugged her and rubbed her back, trying to comfort her.

"It's okay, honey. They're just bitches, (I know that Max would never cuss in front of Angel, but she's pretty pissed right now) don't worry about them, okay? We're only worrying about one of the witches for a while. And if you ever want to quit just tell me and we will, okay?"

"WHAT?" The blond, Sarah, screeched.

"Okay," Angel nodded, not paying any attention the pissed group of girls. "Can we get ice-cream?"

"Of course, honey. Anyone want ice-cream?" I asked everybody, mainly the flock though.

"Sure," Rebecca replied, but I felt it in my gut that she was lying. And my guts never wrong...anymore. She was just trying to apologize about being a bitch, just how she always did.

"Fine," the other two muttered, angrily following us.

I'm going to make a rough estimate, saying that it's been at least two hours since we got here, and they still haven't bought anything. Why does it take so freaking long? And from what I know about Rebecca she doesn't leave until she buys something.


Yes, I am stopping it there, no cliffs...i think. I'm really bad at cut-offs. I just want to get something posted, I feel like a failure because it's been forever since I've posted.

Angel: You are a failure.

Me: You make me feel so special, Angel.

Angel: I know I do.

Me: Okay, you know what?

Angel: What?

Me: Get out, I'm going to kidnap someone else.

Angel: ... *jumps out of nearest window, squealing with joy*

Me: Okay, now that she's gone, please rate and review. I need to know what you peoples think! Otherwise I won't know what to change and what to keep.

~Maximum Forever~

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