AN- -starts bawling- OMG, I NEVER THOUGHT I'D GET SUCH A WARM RECEPTION! –sniffles- Thank you to all of my reviewers- I ADORE YOU GUYS! As I once read somewhere- "reviews are an author's lifeblood". So thanks to my reviewers, and my readers in general. Just knowing that you all have taken time to at least read my stuff is soo awesome. So, here's the next chapter, and please R'N'R!

Disclaimer- James Patterson owns Maximum Ride and it's characters. The only thing I own is this plot, the MR books 1&2 in hardcover, and several gazillion notebooks. -sulks- Not fair...

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Fang's Note- Hey, this is chapter one of our trip up to northern Michigan. Don't ask why Michigan- it's just because. (Fang, be nice.) Ah, leave me alone, Max. Actually, the real reason why we're going to Michigan is because Iggy's parents have a cottage up there, and they offered it to us- (You guys? Excuse me, I don't think so.)- Iggy as an apology for the whole "public side show freak" thing. (Public side show freak thing? That makes a lot of sense.) I know, doesn't it? (Not really, no.) Whatever. Anyway, read on.

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"Do we have everything?" Max asks Iggy and me for the 20th time, turning around partway to glance between Iggy, in the middle seat of our mini-van, and the driver- me, Fang. I see Iggy roll his eyes in the rearview mirror, and I sigh, silently agreeing with his sentiment.

"Yes, Max, for the last time, we have everything." Max looks doubtful, and opens her mouth to, probably, try and get me to second-guess myself.

"Can we just go?" Iggy complains before she can say anything, and there are semi-annoyed noises of agreement from the Gasman, Nudge, Angel, and Total in the back. Max sighs, turning to stare sulkily out the front window.

"Yeah, let's go. But-" A chorus of cheers-and a "finally" from Iggy- cuts her off, and Max rolls her eyes, smiling in spite of herself. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her turn to look at me as I chuckle, and I shoot her a quick glance.

"What?" Her eyes narrow.

"What's so funny, Fang?" She snaps, but I just chuckle again, shaking my head. Her eyes bore into me. "Fang." I turn and give her a charming grin; her glare softens, and she looks away, her cheeks reddening. With a snicker, I turn back to the open road.

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Fang's Note-So, yeah, that was the first chapter. (No kidding.) Shut up Iggy, this is my note. (Alright.)

Iggy's Note- HA-HA-HA, take THAT, Fang! (IGGY!) Nah-nah-nahnah-nah.

FANG'S NOTE- Iggy, cut it out. (No.) Iggy. (Fine.) Thank you. (No prob.) …you can leave now. (Why? You didn't ask me to leave, you just asked me to stop.) Iggy… (Get over it.) Fine. Anyway, I don't know why Max was so- weird, just then. (I do!) What? Why? (Can't say.) Why? (Not allowed to.) Iggy, tell me. (Can't.) Iggy- (Fang, cool it. Just ignore him, he's being stupid.) (No I'm not.) (Yes, you are. Shut up.) (She was weird because she li-) (IGGY SHUT THE HE-ECK UP!) (Ack!) Iggy? (He left.) Uh, okay… what was he talking about? (Um… gotta go.) Max? ((no response)) Oh, fine. Flock out.

-Fang and the Flock

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Iggy's Note- Yeah, I hope you all can figure out why Max was being all kooky and, well- girly, at lack of a better word. (Shut up, Iggy!) Hey, get out of my note. Fang's not here, so you don't have to worry about him finding out about your little cru- (How do you know he's not here, and won't he read this again later?) He might, but I won't let him. I'll keep your secret for a while longer, at least. (Thanks, Ig. I think…) Hey, anytime. See you all next time!

-Iggy (and Max) Yeah, and Max. Ha. –grins-

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My note- So, this is how most of the chapters are going to be; Fang's note, the actual chapter (and yes, hopefully the next will be longer), Fang's note, anyone else who wants to comment (almost always Iggy or Max)- of course I have to comment, hello! Iggy, stop. Sorry Thank you. Yep. Hey, why do you listen to Aurora and not me? She's more convincing. And nicer. Aw, thanks, Igs! -grins- No prob! Oh, for the love of- Iggy, stop smooching up to her. Is Fangie jealous? No, don't be a dork Right, right; you're in love with- SHUT UP! Alright, alright, that's enough you two! Sorry. Sorry. Wimp. (SHUT UP!) ENOUGH! (…eep) ((no response from Fang)) That's better. …ah, geez, all of the bloody notes are longer than the bloody chapter. (Since when are you British?) Why do you care? (I don't. I was just curious.) (Max, be nice.) (Why?) (Because, she's nice.) (Ugh.) Okay, that's more than enough. Later.

filmmakersdream (and Iggy and Fang.) (Bye.) (And Max.) (Yeah.) Oi…

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AN- Haha, so much fun. I'm almost done with the next chapter, so keep an eye out, and REVIEW! –offers cookies – and is slowly running out- Shoot… -crosses eyes-