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Max's POV:

I walked across the school lawn, prepared for another gruelingly terrible day of 'education'- why don't they just gag us and shove us in a closet? It would do about as much good as going to this place. Seriously.

"MAX!!! MAX!! Max, wait!!" someone screamed from across the field. I didn't stop. If they needed to talk to me so bad, they could run to me, not me to them.

I heard footsteps fast approaching. Two pairs of footsteps, actually. And then there was a hand on my shoulder. That hand yanked me around so fast that, I swear, after spinning in circles for thirty consecutive minutes, I didn't feel this ready to spew. Yeah, and I felt that unbelievable dizziness. Because it's been done- by me. So take THAT you skeptical people, and go analyze another chica, 'cause this one is OUT OF HERE!

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And we are back to reality:

Nudge and Angel stood panting in front of me. I raised an eyebrow at them and waited for some sort of explanation- I was still a little woozy from them yanking me around so fast.

"Ma-ah-ax!" Nudge panted. "So-oh… glad we-huh fin-uh-ly found ya-who-" Angel pushed her aside playfully and came to stand in front of me. She at least got her breath faster.

"The fieldtrip is TODAY!" she shrieked happily and threw her arms around me. She was jumping up and down and still hugging me when a bunch of perverted seniors on the guy football team passed. One of the numb-nuts wolf-whistled at the sight of us hugging. Angel immediately detached herself from me and glared at them.

Thinking on my feet, I bent down and grabbed a rock. Nudge and Angel followed my lead and picked up good size rocks also. It kind of went over like this:

"Ready?" Nod.

"Set?" Nod.

"PELT!" Grin evilly.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

THUNK! THUNK! THUNK!

Each one of them jumped in surprise and pain as the rocks met their thick-sculled targets.

The guys whipped around and searched stupidly the culprits but we were already gone, gone, gone. And nearly peeing our pants, for good measure.

Once we were off of the field and onto the parking lot, we stopped and gasped for breath. Nudge and Angel were sure getting a lot of exercise today! Who needs Jane Fonda???

A/N: Sorry, I just needed to put in an old person joke! My mom is wearing off on me… EEEEEEEKKKK!!!!!! No, I'm just kidding, Mom- what did you turn last year? Thirty-five? –WINKWINK-….

I was giggling so hard, that I sort of swallowed my spit. At the time, that was really funny. But then, after a few seconds, it began to get not-so-funny, when I couldn't breathe.

I had my hands on my knees, coughing like made, when someone came out of the blue and yanked me up by my belly, grabbing me around the waist and lifting me in the air. I sputtered in surprise, and started to kick instinctively. From behind me I heard a familiar voice.

"SHE'S GONNA BE OKAY!!!!!" they pulled on my stomach again, making me cough harder. I bet I'll have bruises from this… "YOU ARE GOING TO BE OKAY!!!!" the psycho screamed into my ear.

Finally, after almost a minute of this deranged lunatic hanging onto me, my flailing arms reached a face, and with a face comes hair. Well, most of the time- I have nothing against bald people! Premature balding is natural, and that's okay with me.

Scrabbling my hands up the creep's face, I found a tuft of hair and got a hold of it. After getting enough of it to hurt, I yanked up hard. The hands around my waist released me, and went to my hand, which held their hair in a deadly grip. Turning to face the moron, I realized how stupid I was not to recognize the voice. Or even guess before that it was them.

Speaking to the lowered head that was clearly in pain, I purred softly, "Gotcha, Iggy! You're plan totally back-fired!"

"What plan?" he asked innocently. "I had no plan! I was just trying to help a," he looked up at me, and tried to do Bambi Eyes like Angel and Nudge. He just looked like one of those lemur things, but a really ugly pale one with the nose of a goat… "friend in need!"

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You are so naïve!" I untwisted my arm, making him shriek girlishly in pain.

"OH MY GAH-AWD, MAX! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK TO GET MY HAIR LIKE THIS?!" he squealed unhappily, and in a very high-pitched voice. That usually happens when he's under pressure. You should have seen him during the school play; it was like listening to a four year old girl.

"You are so naïve, Iggy, because you didn't anticipate this!" I giggled.

"I'll love you if you let go!" he pleaded.

"You already worship me, so what's the point?" I asked obnoxiously. I heard Nudge, Angel, and Gazzy laugh. I looked over at them and grinned with terrible joy. Fang was grinning, because, you know, he doesn't laugh. Or really show any emotion…

Iggy frowned. "Do not!"

"Uh-huh, is that why you keep a picture of me from when we went to the beach in fifth grade in your locker?" I asked and Gazzy wolf-whistled. I shot him a look, thinking of the guys earlier. He stopped immediately, looking almost frightened.

"That's because there's was that huge sand castle in the background! You know, the one with the working drawbridge and the people in the windows- and the helicopter pad!"

Yeah that was cool, I thought, recalling the sand castle that the locals had made.

"Excuses, excuses, Iggy!" I said motherly, and he rolled his eyes. "Fine!" I let him go, feeling greatly satisfied with myself. He tried to flatten his hair, but all it did was stick up. I grinned.

He stuck his tongue out at me, and I responded with sticking my tongue out as well. We are so mature! Note my heavy sarcasm.

"Oh, come on, Iggy! Give me a hug!" I cooed, reaching out towards him.

"No!" he replied, like a five year old would and turned away.

Creeping up behind him, I threw my arms around my friend and screamed, "Here comes the CUDDLE MONSTER!" I started tickling him everywhere. People walking past didn't even bother looking at the unusual display, but decided to move along.

Both of us were laughing so hard when I finally stopped. Ahhh- playing with Iggy never gets old, I thought contently, and smiled inwardly. Looking down at the one large suitcase I brought, compared to Nudge's three, and Angel medium sized five, I suddenly realized my friends were kind of obsessed with material items. I opened my mouth to lecture them about their unnatural obsession, especially compared to the guys little suitcases when I was interrupted.

"OKAY EVERYONE! TIME TO BOARD THE BUSES! AND WE ARE OFF TO NEW

YORK!"

Ha-Ha! Didn't see that coming, did you?! No, you did not know they had suitcases till the very end!!! I SURPRISED YOU!!!!!!!

I made it long, and I really hoped you enjoyed it!! PLEASE REVIEW!!! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!

Luv Ya,

The Flock's Bud