Hey guys, I was bored so I decided to writhe that one drabble/oneshot inspired by The Outsiders. I wrote some of this when we started reading it in English class so I finished and revised it. It kinda sounds forced to me. I'd really appreciate ot of you guys would tell what you like or dislike about it. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or The Outsiders

Two Things

I hate my English class. I hate, hate, hate that class. The only thing even relatively close to fun we do in that class is our novel studies. Luckily, that's what we're doing now. But before I get to that, I'm going to go back a bit.

My name is Max. Maximum Ride. I was born in a lab and have wings, along with five others. We call ourselves The Flock. For those of you who know who I am thank you for reading my books. For those of you who don't, I'm not explaining anything else so go read the books. Anyway, we had finally saved the world like we were supposed to, and we settled down at my mom's house. I still feel all happy when I say that. I have a mom. But we got enrolled in school, which brings me to now, starring at the book sitting right across from me on the bed. The Outsiders. We were supposed to read some of it today, but I didn't even start because I was daydreaming about a certain dark-haired boy I liked, so the teacher let me take one of the copies home to catch up. I really didn't want to read it, though. Honestly, I've had enough violence in my life for a few lifetimes. So I sat there starring at the book, until I heard by door open and I turned my gaze to the figure at the door.

"Having trouble," Fang teased. I felt blood rushed to my cheeks when I realized I was hoping he would come to my room just so I could see him.

"No," I replied," I just don't want to read it."

We sat there in silence until I came up with an idea.

"Will you read it to me?"

He stared at me like I had turned purple. I knew it was a crazy idea, seeing as he barely even said a word a day, but I wanted him to. And, I had a secret weapon I had been working on. I looked up at him and put on the best Bambi eyes I could. He chuckled softly. I felt my heart do little happy flips when his hair flopped in front of his eyes because if his laughing.

"Fine," he said.

I smiled, and he grabbed the book off the bed and started reading.

"When I stepped out into the bright sunlight, from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home…"

I didn't catch the rest, because I only had two things on my mind now: Fang, and how I deeply in love I fell with him.

So? Please review. I'd love to hear some feedback. And ideas, if you have them. Thanks!