Hi guys, it's Nun. Sorry I'm a bit late updating, but something happened which rendered me uninspired to update. Whatever! On to the story!

Oh, and by the way, Cameron's turning 17, the Character Description was a bit ahead of itself...

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, who belongs solely to James Patterson.

Max POV

It was Cameron's Birthday today, and he was turning 17. We had decided that we were going to take him to Wicksteed Park, as this would be his last birthday as a teenager. After that, he'd be an adult. He wasn't really looking forward to that, seen as his favourite thing to do was annoy people and adults are meant to be cordial and all that jazz. So to make him feel better, this is what we were going to do.

We met up at my house, and we agreed that we were going to spend as much time as necessary at Wicksteed Park, until Cameron was bored enough to want to go to McDonalds, his favourite fast food restaurant. Sam had bought what we needed to convince him to come with us.
"I don't like this idea... What if it goes wrong?" Sam was nervous and didn't want to go through with it. We had tried to convince her the entire way here, but she hadn't agreed. We were about to arrive at Cameron's house, so Aaron pulled over and turned around to stare at Sam.
"Sam, listen. Nothing bad is going to happen. And if anything goes wrong-Which it won't-" He added, seeing the look on her face "You won't be to blame for this. You'll just be the one who was forced. But since this is going to go perfectly, and Cameron's too much of a friend to us to sue us, I don't know why we're having this conversation. Anyway, can I drive, or are you going to keep worrying and make me take you home?" Sam took a deep breath and nodded.
"I'll be fine. I'm ready. This'll be fine. I don't know why I'm worrying" She smiled at Aaron "You can go"

Aaron turned around, satisfied and began to drive again. I looked at him incredulously.
"If that had been me having second thoughts, you would've just told me to suck it up! Freaking double standards much?" He laughed and looked at me.
"Yeah but Max, you wouldn't have second thoughts. And the reason I'm nice to Sam is because she doesn't repeatedly smack me over the head and insult me." I grumbled under my breath, and straightened up as Aaron parked a good distance away from Cameron's house. Far enough for him not to see the car, but close enough for us to get to it quickly enough if we were carrying, say, an unconscious body. Hint hint.

I picked up the scarf I had 'taken' from Cameron a while back and put my hoodie up. I put the aviator shades on my face and waited as Sam and Aaron did the same. Cameron was at home by himself, so we were 100% sure he'd be the one answering the door. Cause if Rebecca, Anna or Lewis opened the door, this would go south real fast. I stepped out of the car at the same time as Aaron, and we walked to the house. Sam stayed in the car and kept the engine running, as we'd need a quick getaway for this. I quietly unlocked the door with the key I had also 'taken' from Cameron.

Okay, I confess. When I said we were going to take Cameron to Wicksteed Park, I forgot to mention that we were kidnapping him. And I know, I know that if anyone sees us doing this, they're probably going to call the cops. This is why we needed to make sure that we dragged him out of the house as quickly as possible. This is why Sam stayed into the car to drive. We'd need Aaron's muscle to drag Cameron's body out of the house.

We crept in and listened to figure out where he was. We heard whistling from the living room, and we crept into the living room. He had his back to us, as he was watching TV. Suddenly, he turned around, and we ducked behind the sofa, crawling closer to him. He looked around for a bit, shrugged and turned around, still watching TV. He muttered under his breath, something about him hearing things. Well, he wasn't, but we couldn't just tell him that, could we? We reached the sofa, and Aaron looked at me.

One, he mouthed

Two, I mouthed back

Three, we mouthed together. Then we jumped up, and I pressed the scarf to his mouth. Cameron started to struggle, and Aaron held him down. He eventually stopped struggling and went limp. I removed the cloth from his mouth and Aaron grabbed under his arms. He went and dragged Cameron outside, where Sam had brought the car closer. I quickly shut off the TV and the lights, and locked the door. I jumped in the car and we roared off.

Aaron started laughing from the backseat. Soon enough, we were all laughing our heads off as we drove to Wicksteed Park. As we got to Wicksteed, we dragged him to the field. We didn't remove our hoodies, or sunglasses or our little scarves. Basically, you couldn't see our faces at all. It was hilarious when we stopped at a red light and this old lady looked at me and Aaron. I guess we looked like bank robbers or something, because she screamed and floored it the second the light was green.

I propped him up against a tree and we sat there and waited for him to wake up. If you were wondering, yes, there was chloroform on the scarf. Don't ask where Sam got it, because she didn't even tell us. She said he should come to after about 25 minutes, so we had 5 mins to wait. Aaron and I stayed there, and Sam stuffed her scarf in her bag, put her sunglasses on top of her head, pulled her hoodie down, and removed the hood. She ran off until she was hidden behind a tree.

Cameron came too and stood up straight away. He then fell to the floor and clutched his head in agony. I bit my lip to stop me from snickering. He looked up at us and his widened a lot.
"Who... who are you guys?" He looked around and narrowed his eyes. "And where the hell am I?" Aaron opened his mouth to say something, and Sam came running.

"Hey! Who the hell are you guys?" Aaron growled under his breath and turned to Cameron.

"We'll be back, so watch out." We ran off in the opposite direction. We ran round and ended up at the Pirate Ship, though Cameron wouldn't have seen that we went there.

Okay guys, sorry to leave you at a cliff-hanger, but I'm sooo hungry and I need food right now. And I will most likely update this week. Got to love half term

Damien: Yeah, but you're not studying for A-Levels...

LOL, that's true isn't it. Poor you... Like I care...

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