Sorry about the last chapter, but when I read it, I just couldn't resist! I was soo happy when I read all of your reviews! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Special thanks to Electroclasm and Dygen Entreri for your suggestions to the doctors names! I am extremely grateful! Keep reading faithful readers!

Disclaimer: James Patterson owns Maximum Ride

Claimer: I own Ruby, her family and the plot.

My life as a mutant bird-kid

Poker Face

Ruby POV

"Ruby? Are you okay?" Kirsten asked me when I came out of the girls toilets. I was at school. I had been sitting at our bench with my friends, just staring off into space, thinking about those kids from yesterday, when all of a sudden, my temperature dropped. This time I hadn't even tried to get warm. I knew exactly what was happening this time. So I had rushed to the girls toilets as fast as I could. I had to get away from everyone. If they saw me, with my eyes glazed over and everything, they would have panicked and I might have been sent to the hospital before I even came-to.

"You were in there for, like 5 minutes." Kirsten went on. I was impressed. Last time it had been twice as long. Before long I might not even have to get out of sight, when it happens.

"Yeah, I'm okay." I assured Kirsten. "False alarm." I know what you're thinking. Why doesn't she just tell her friends, right? Well imagine if you told your friends you could see the future. That wouldn't end well, I assure you. I'd also have to tell them about my wings. I'd rather stay out of the Insanity Asylum thank you very much.

"Well, it was weird." She said as we walked back to the table. "You've never done anything like that before." She had no idea. I laughed involuntarily.

"Seriously, I'm okay." I assured her, sitting down. She gave me one more worried glance before sitting down next to me.

"You sure?" Dan said from across the table. "You should have seen your face when you suddenly leapt up and raced to the bathroom." They all looked worried. I sighed.

"I'm fine, guys, seriously. No need to worry." The blaring siren went off just then and we all went to class.

The rest of the day went by in a blur. Before I knew it, I was back home, sitting on my bed, wings slightly unfolded, listening to music and reading my book. Einstein was on my bed next to me, sucking her foot. I was reading The Devouring by Simon Holt (A/N that's a good book by the way) when there was a nock on my door.

My Mum stuck her head in. "Ruby, Lindsay's here." She informed me. I quickly folded in my wings to the point where it hurt and nodded. Mum let her in. Putting my book down and turning down my music, I moved over so Lindsay could sit next to me.

"Hey," I greeted her. She looked at me and smiled.

"Hey," she answered and sat down next to me. She started playing with a bit of ribbon in her hands. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" she started. I sighed, 'cause I knew where this was going. I felt something off, but I couldn't place it. I shrugged, I'd figure it out sooner or later.

"If I told you what came to mind just then, you'd think I was crazy." She gave me a look that said 'be serious'. I shook my head. "I am being serious. You'd either have me taken to an asylum, or you'd have my house converted into one." It was basically the truth. If I told anyone I had wings, that I could create pain without injuries and I could see the future, I might have to show them to avoid being laughed at my entire life. Avoiding that would be one of my many goals in life.

"Look, I know it might embarrass you, or whatever, but no-matter what you tell me, I'll still be your friend. Besides, it's not like you have gills or anything, right?" I laughed in spite of myself. She wasn't right, but she was almost on the right track. Lindsay laughed along with me, looking down so her almost black hair obscured her face. I sighed.

"What if I told you I did have gills? Would you think I was crazy then?" I asked, trying to get her to understand how I can't tell anybody, but my family.

She looked at me. "Well," she thought, "Probably, but I wouldn't think any less of you, is my point. You're still my friend, no-matter what." She smiled at me. "I just wouldn't go in a contest of 'who can last the longest underwater' against you." I laughed.

"Thanks, but it's a bit more complicated than gills." I almost sounded like I was about to tell her, but I couldn't tell her, I wouldn-

I looked up. I knew, just knew something was off. With my Voodoo mind power thingy, I can sort of feel minds. I don't know how it works, but each mind has it's own sort of feel to it. The more time I spend around a certain mind, the more familiar it gets over time. Like knowing who someone is by their perfume when you can't see them. I would know this mind a mile off.

I sighed, Mum had been listening to our whole conversation. I should have known sooner. I heard a sound by the doorknob. Mum was going to come in and stop something that wasn't going to happen. I sighed, I hated, hated using my powers on Mum. Closing my eyes, I visualised Mum outside my door, I visualised her reaching for the doorknob and I imagined her feeling a pain shooting up her arm when she touched the door.

"Shit," came Mum's voice outside my door. Then, much quieter, so I could hear but Lindsay couldn't, "Don't use your powers on me, young lady. I was just trying to stop you from making the mistake of your life!" I sighed, these conversations could only go one-way.

"I'll be right back," I told Lindsay, while jumping off my bed and out the door. I closed it behind me. "I wasn't going to." I told my Mum in a whisper so quiet, she could barely hear it, let alone Lindsay. "And if you had barged into my room, screaming 'Don't tell her, don't tell her' don't you think Lindsay would get suspicious? I was handling it." I assured her, then went back into my room to face Lindsay. She got up off my bed.

"I'd better go, my Mum said not to stay too long. You sure your ok?" she asked one more time. I nodded, "C'ya at school then." And with that, she left. I slumped on my bed and thought about what I was going to do tomorrow.

So, she's back at school now and next chapter, you will hear about her vision.

Sorry Electroclasm, but my doctors aren't Jewish. I like your ideas though!

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