Don't worry. I will do a Max POV. Probably in the first half, and then the second half will be brought back to the one, the only, well no. Cause she's cloned off of-oh never mind.
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Max POV
I was swimmimg. Floating in the salty ocean. It tasted salty, and it was red. Red, why would the water be red? Was I in a shark attack? Am I dead? Jeb? Iggy?
"WAH!" My head thumped against something cold and VERY hard. "Ouch." I rubbed my sore spot and turned around. Well, I tried to turn around. I was laying down. Not flat on my back, but now I am. I looked around. I'm in a rectangular box. Am I in a coffin? Am I a vampire? Anything is possible if I currently have wings.
Or do I? Did they take them off? Am I a wingless birdkid? They would have to transform my whole body, wouldn't they? Ugh! This is too frustrating.
The red I saw was left over crusted blood on my eyelids. Ew? How did that get there? I probably threw a tantrum. A bad one.
I looked down, and then I realized something. I'm in boy boxers. And a shirt. My pajamas?! Really! And Max 2 is probably wearing my clothes right now.
I have to tell the others. She's prancing around in all her 'Oh I'm Max' glory, and she's probably going to bring everybody back! Probably.
I have got to stop saying probably.
Maybe I should send her a postcard.
"Dear 'Max'
I hope you are enjoying my things and my friends and my family while I PRUNE and DIE in this stupid rectangular BOX! I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY!
Probably,
The real Max."
Nope. That didn't let my anger out at all.
But then something exciting started to happen. The water went away. No, not in thin air, but down an invisible drain. I was soaked, and very uncomfortable. I really hope noone can see me right now.
Then, it opens. IT OPENS! Then I see a scientist. He glared at me (Why would he be- oh. I think I gave him a black eye) and grabbed me by my arm. Roughly.
"Watch it, Mister Fancy Pants." He yanked on my arm harder, and dragged me to a room.
An empty one. With a chair.
Then I started to worry.
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'Max' Pov
I followed the boy out of school to the woods where nobody was. Then he grabbed my hand.
"Max. Look. I'm sorry. I was stupid. I was talking out of my wings, which never is a good thing. I realized how idiotic I sounded last night. I couldn't sleep. Please, forg-"
"FANG! FANG! Fang?" The little blonde freak ran up to him and tugged on his armsleeves. Another blonde one and a African American girl followed her. So did Iggy.
"What? Angel, I'm in the middle of-"
"Talking to a traitor!"
"What?" Fang looked at me, and shook his head. "Angel. Max isn't evil."
"I read her mind. She was talking about taking us back to the school. About when to call in the agents!" Wait. That little devil can read MINDS?! I'm screwed.
"Angel, honey. I'm Max. Maximum Ride?" I was practically pleading, and she shook her head. Then, Fang talked. "Max. Where did I take you when we first met?"
"Oh. You took me to a cave. You know, where I freaked out about my mom?"
Fang took my wrist hard. "The bird field! The freaking BIRD FIELD. You probably didn't even know about our fight!" He threw me up against a tree.
Iggy frowned. "Where's MAX?! Where is she?" He was punching me repeatedly, and I wiggled out.
"Back at that prison! WHERE YOU WILL ALL GO!" Then, I spinned on my heel and ran. As I was running I wipped out my phone and dialed their number.
"Hey. You ready?'
"Yeah. Ari, bring alot. And come quick. They're chasing me."
"You got it. We are on our way."