A/n: have read the new Maximum Ride book? OMG! Angel was such a little bitch in that book. I swear. Huh, and 20 freaking years is a REALLY long time, he expects her to wait that long without somehow falling for Dylan her 'perfect' match? Yah right, what is he thinking… well, I do. It is for the better of the Flock I know. But thanks for the comments, I love comments. And I realized that making you guys wait is bitchy of me and thought how many times I've started to read a story and realize that it hasn't been updated in a year! I hate it SO much. So I can understand of you hate me.

Chapter 2: School is in

"So is anyone else freaking out?" Iggy asked as we walked up to the school. Our new home was only three blocks away so we could walk here every morning. Angel, the Gasman's, and Nudge's school was just five blocks from ours.

"Just of the tightness," I replied back.

"Coming from the guy who isn't blind," he murmured under his breath. We walked forward into the crowd of people. Most of them weren't all that tall with the exception of a few (us included). Some were heading inside the gigantic front doors while others were just chilling on the wet grass or benches. Iggy's fingers were having a death grip on my jacket while Ginger was following close behind. The last thing we needed was to get lost in this place.

"Why are we here again?" Ginger asked once we all met for lunch. This place made my head hurt so freaking much. Most of this stuff I guess I've read on the internet but it seemed to bore me more when it was actually coming out of someone's mouth.

I was silent for a bit, pretending I didn't hear her. "What?"

"Why are we here?" Ginger practically screamed in my ear.

I again was silent. I did this often with her. I never had to do it with Max or anyone else in the Flock. Well, I did it to Max just to get on her nerves sometimes. I opened my mouth to answer but something caught my eye. A tiny movement of hazel hair that was attached to a fairly tall girl. Her eyes were a deep chocolate brown with a hint of blue around the corners. Her back was a little lumpy to actually be her back. There was no reason not to think it was Max.

"Hey," I nudged Iggy a bit, "I think I spotted her." I could feel as he tensed up. I left as I heard Ginger say where is he going?

For once in my life I could feel my heart racing too fast. I couldn't believe it after two years we found her. I made my way across the cafeteria surprised that my heart has not yet spilled out of my guts. She was standing outside talking to people now. I couldn't believe it. I came behind her and everyone at the table started to slowly stop talking and looking at me. It was probably not the smartest idea to do this now but there was no way I could turn back at this point. Something also smelled a little funny here.

"Hey Max," I said a low tone.

She turned her head to look at me and I pulled on a smile just for her. But she said something that just killed me on the spot. "Who the hell is Max? And who the hell are you?"

She looked like her. Granted a little older and taller and a bit thinner, but it was still her. I could swear that it was. She still had that fire in her eyes that said "don't mess with me". As confused as I was feeling at that moment I tried to keep going.

"Max," I fell to myself again. "Don't kid me."

"Who the hell is Max? Who the hell are you?" We just looked at each other for a moment, "You are starting to freak me out now."

"Who are you then?" I asked, "Billy Bob?"

"I'm Chelsea Simmons," She told me with a straight face.

After that I just turned to go back to our table. Iggy grabbed my arm the moment that I sat down and asked, "Well? Was she excited that we found her?"

"Doesn't remember who I am," was all I said.

Chelsea P.O.V

"Did anyone smell him?" Alice leaned over a bit.

"A little," Emmet leaded back against the class window.

"Not that that was creepy or anything," I started, "But that was really creepy. Well… I don't know about you guys, but I actually have to eat."

I started to make our way into the cafeteria and I ignored the glances that I was given by the table that held the really creepy guy who thought I was Max. But seriously, Max is a guy's name. Enough said I am not a guy.

I avoided his gaze and head straight for the end of the food line. I took triple of everything because of my fast metabolism and high hunger rate. What can I say? I'm a growing kid.

It took a while to get through the line but I finally made it through and boy was I about ready to chew on the closest thing to me. I took a seat next to Edward and his family who had just made their entrance into the building.

It was always amusing to me how much I ate, and how little to nothing they ate. I was so hungry that I almost didn't notice Edward staring a girl a few tables away… almost.

"Edward?" I said. When he didn't respond, I followed his gaze to see he was staring at a girl. She had medium length dark brown hair and eyes to match. She was about 5'5" where most of her height came from her legs. She had a dazed look on her face as she stared back at him.

I didn't think much of it if it was just her staring at him. But he was staring back, and it surprised me. Sure we all would, okay they would, get a lot of girls and guys a like staring at them. But they were never the kind to stare back, especially if they were the opposite sex.

Bella P.O.V

"Who are they?" I asked Jessica who was sitting on my right.

"Who," she asked turning to me, "Oh, they're the Cullen's"

They were all drop dead gorgeous as they walked into the building. They were all like super models coming out for their pictures on the runway, gliding with ease. Almost as if they were floating.

"The one who looks like he is in immense pain is Jasper, and he is with Alice, the small bubbly one." she pointed out to me. There was the guy with his eyes wide open and look of shock and agony that just seemed so intriguing about him. And to his right was Alice who, for a small girl of about maybe five foot one at the most, was dancing around happily like a little godmother.

"Then there is Rosalie, the Barbie, and Emmet, the ken doll. But keep in mind they are all related."

"Not by blood though Jessica," Angela told me.

"Anyways," Jessica rolled her eyes, "The last one here, is Edward." She looked away the boy with his pale skin and topaz eyes. His hair was like a golden wheat color that stuck up in a sort of suave. I was mesmerized as they all took a seat that I guess they silently claimed as their own.

I felt a nudge on my shoulder and looked at Jessica. "Don't bother," she told me, "He rejects everyone." She said in a way that said that she had been one of them. I felt sort of bad for her.

Then to my amazement a girl with honey brown hair and a heavy wind breaker took a seat right next to him. Her tray was filled to the brim with food I was surprised that she wasn't fat. She wasn't anything close to model besides her height, she was normal.

"Who is that?" I asked Jessica.

"That is Chelsea Simmons," Jessica told me, "She always hangs out with them during lunch, but she also likes to hang with us when they're not around. Rumor has it that she and Edward are an item but no has ever seen them kiss or even hold hands, so I don't think it's true."

Just then I looked back at them to find Edward staring at me. His eyes were no longer there beautiful topaz color, but now a dark black that just sucks you in. I took an intake of breath and tried to look away with no prevail. I was caught in a trap, like a fish on a hook.

Something about him made me shiver with fear, but at the same time, it made me want to touch his white skin and play with the fire.

End

A/n: okay, short? Yes I know. But that's all I have now. I'm sorry, I really am. Should I keep this story going? Or should I stop. Tell me on my poll. I have an idea of what is going to happen I just need to figure out what come in between (just so you know). Bair with me!