Ok, I'm sorry I haven't posted in a long time, but school started and...Well…yea. So I'm really sorry. Thank you, you guys for all the awesome reviews!!!! Keep them up!

This chapter is more humorous and Max is kinda OOC. I just didn't know really what to put, so I just made it up as I went. Sorry if it stinks.

I'm thinking this story will have around 25 to maaaayyybe 30 chapters. Probably not that many, but I want to get at least 25. Maybe less. Who knows?

But thanks again! Oh, and I forgot to do this and I was furious at myself that I forgot. But I want to thank musikbabe!!! My 100th reviewer!!!!! Thank you so much!!!! We're almost to 130!!!! :D yay!!!!!!!

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- -SarahBelle- -

Chapter 20

After the painful, tear-leaking shock of doom, I was unchained to the wall and dragged into a white room. Totally white, white walls, white floor, white ceiling. You get the picture. There was a desk in the middle of the room with two chairs, one on each side. About three feet from the white door, there was a two-way mirror.

No doubt there was some scientist showing the newbie's what the great Maximum Ride looks like, and how she reacts to whatever they have planned for me. It's like a fieldtrip for them.

"And in our next room, we have the duck child! He can make quacking noises while singing the alphabet!"

I walked up to the two-way mirror and started making funny faces. All I could see was my face reflecting off the glass, but I knew there was someone on the other end looking at my pretty facial expressions.

I stuck my tongue out and made my hands look like antlers on my head. I waved my hands around and crossed my eyes. Then I filled my cheeks with air, and pulled my ears from my head. I did a little monkey looking dance while my eyes were still crossed.

Someone cleared their throat.

I turned to the door, my monkey face still in effect, and saw a man looking at me. He was frozen at the door, his eyes wide and looked like I was the strangest thing he has ever seen.

Guess my monkey face scared him. Oops.

I straightened up, and turned my face back to normal.

"Um, my, uh, my name is, uh-"

"Your name is 'uh'?" I asked innocently.

He cleared his throat again and straightened his tie, "No, no, my name is, uh, Harold."

I frowned, "So…your name is 'Uh, Harold'?"

He glared at me, "No! Just Harold!" He snapped.

I raised my hands and stepped back, "Hey, you're the one who said it."

I walked over to the chair facing the door, and sat down in it, propping my feet on the table.

Harold just stood there in the middle of the doorway staring at me. I could see another door on the other side of the hallway.

I was so close! I just need to get rid of him…

Some of you people that are reading my wonderful, life changing story (not), are probably wondering: "WHY AREN'T YOU KICKING HIS BUTT!! THEN YOU CAN ESCAPE!" Well, this is why: there is no doubt in my mind; I'm 100% sure, thinking "duh!", that there is a pack of the Super Erasers in the hallway, waiting for me to make my escape.

That, my dear friends, is why I'm not kicking this pathetic weenie's booty.

"So Harold," I started conversationally, "What do you need me to do? Run some tests, blood work, remove my brain and fill my head with cheese…"

Harold looked shocked.

"Don't ask." I muttered.

"I, I just need to ask you s-some questions." He stuttered, getting a pen from his pocket and lifting his clipboard up.

"Oh," I took my feet off the desk and sat up. I closed my hands on-top of the table. "Go ahead!" I tried to make myself look excited, but on the inside I was dying to stretch my wings. I've been chained to that wall so I haven't even had the chance to open them.

He blinked, shocked that I was cooperating. He was still standing at the open door, making me go nuts.

My eyes kept flicking towards the open door.

The door is open! It would be so simple!

Harold saw my gaze and smirked, "You want to leave don't you?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Well, wouldn't you if you're being held against your will, starving, and have to pee?"

He glared at me, his face turning red, "Well, there is about ten lupine hybrids out there. So you aren't going anywhere."

I yawned and rolled my eyes, "Yeah, yeah, that's what they all say."

He continued to glare at me, "Maximum, yo-"

"For Pete's sake! My name is Max!" I yelled exasperated.

Didn't these people get it?

I think Harold was getting a little frustrated with me. He sighed and frowned. His jaw was stiff, and a vein was popping out on his forehead.

"Maximum, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Your choice."

I grinned. I got up and walked over to him, the grin still planted on my face.

He smirked and looked pleased, like I was finally listening to him.

I leaned forward and whispered, "First, the names Max, and second…" I leaned back and punched him in the face.

He fell over, nearly passed out.

I squatted down to his level and smirked at his face, "I do things the hard way. More fun."

Then I punched him in the face again, one because it knocked him out, and two, it made me feel better.

I ran out of the room, and looked left and right.

What the heck..?

There wasn't an Eraser in sight.

Well, how stupid are they?

I looked both ways again, before running right. It was the way they had came, so I went with a gut feeling. I turned left down the next hallway, passing doors upon doors. As I turned right again, I came face to face with about six Erasers.

They morphed and smirked in my direction. All in crouched positions and drool falling out of their mouths.

I looked around for any weapon and saw none. I looked up and saw a support bar on the ceiling.

Bingo!

Glancing back at the Erasers, I kept my face casual. They were still walking towards me.

I sighed and rolled my sleeves up, taking my time.

They walked in my direction, and I raised my hand in a "stop" gesture.

They froze and straightened out, puzzled at my actions.

I cleared my throat and blinked a few times. Then looked at them, "Okay, I'm good. Continue."

They blinked once before going pack into their positions.

I crouched into a fighting stance, a smirk planted on my face.

Then they charged.

Come on…come on…

I waited till they were feet in front of me, before jumping up and grabbed the bar. They ran into the wall, falling into a tangled mess. I swung off the bar, and ran down the hallway. The Erasers, trying to untangle themselves, grumbled and started off after me.

BOOM!!!!!

I fell from the explosion. Sliding on the floor. I jumped up quickly and grinned.

The Flock had arrived.

I know this chapter probably stinks, but I had fun writing it.

So, sorry if you hate it.

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- -SarahBelle- -