OMG. YO PEEPS OF FANFICTION.

Okay, remember in chapter one when I said "there will be no vamp-birdkid hybrid"? Well, just now shoveling my driveway an amazing idea smacked me in the face - okay, so did a bird. BUT! You will have to keep reading to find out what happens...

STEPHENIE PATTERSON! I'M TELLING YOU! xD


~Max's POV~

I know what you're thinking:

OH MY GOD MAX! ARE YOU STUPID OR SOMETHING?

How do I know? A - It's pretty dang obvious, considering I don't trust people easily. And B - Angel told me. Yeah, that's what you get for insulting the chick with a mind reading six-year-old on her side.

And trust me. your statements are sooo true. I was no where near trusting these guys. I mean, they were mythical creatures for god's sake! Oh, well, yeah. Technically the flock and I were mythical creatures too, but we were created with science, people! And how were they created...? Of that I was not sure.

So I was dragged along my Alice all day until she went to her seperate class while I trekked back towards the Chemistry building on the back of campus. I slid into the classroom and took my place in the back of the class. I tapped my fingernails on the desk impatiently while I waited for Edward to get in - late, as always. This was the only class he didn't have with Bella.

Just before he walked in, a native american girl strolled in, looking nerves and stiff. Edward walked in behind her, his eyes wide. He slid into the seat next to me, flexing his fingers into fists.

"What's the deal?" I hissed, arching one eyebrow. He pursed his lips and glanced at me.

"Just...the new girl." He answered through clenched teeth. What do you mean? I asked silently. He spun to look at me, "She, uh...she's just troubled. I guess you could say." She turned away, obviously trying to hide something. There is no way you're keeping me out, man.

So as seventh bell drug on, I continued pestering Edward with mind questions such as, What's her name? Why is she so...tense? Oh, and my favorite and most repeated question: Are you having dirty thoughts? I hadn't though about one thing all class. That is, until Edward spoke to me stiffly after the bell rang.

"She's from Death Valley."

I clenched my jaw. What was that supposed to mean? Was that supposed to actually mean something? I mean, the only connection I had with Death Valley was -

Oh crap.


UH OH! I wonder what's going on?

DUN DUN DUNNNNN Well anywho check out mine and Grey's site:

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~Leo