OEMGEE! YOU CAN COME AND KILL ME IF YOU PLEASE! I am a horrible horrible person. Well…maybe not that horrible. I'm sorry that I haven't updated any of my stories in about four months. Here's the story: my cousin in Sweden had this deadly disease called something or other and her single mother didn't have enough money to pay for the treatment. So the family -my family and my other cousin's- come flying over to Sweden. The hotel I stayed at had no wifi, I became homeschooled for four months, and my only 'toys' were a notebook, some clothes, and about five books. Not much to live off of for four months. So, if you want to kill me, just remember: I was off in Sweden with no wifi and barely any books helping my inch-from-death cousin. She's better now, by the way. Anyways…I'm back now and I will try to update. Also I may be deleting a few story's, if you have any ones that you detest beyond detestment, inform me. Anyways, take it away Shay.

Shay: I was forced to go to Sweden for four months. You are a horrible author and a horrible person Luna!

Me: I know *sob*, my cousin nearly died though.

Shay: That's a poor excuse for a girl who doesn't own Maximum Ride.

Me: I know *sob*, JP does.

Also, I would like to give this chapter a strong dedication to my reviewers. You guys are really helpful and amazing! So, thank you to: shiver282 (for making me feel special! And creepy!), Lootmagoot (for putting in Lae'Loni and being a fellow ghost!), randomobsession123 (even though, no, Fang was not sexting his girlfriend), silverink623 (just cause of all those whoa's!), and chocolatechipcookielover (cause of cookies in affiliation to this chapter). I know you all may totally hate me for not updating, but if you're still out there, I absolutely love you, you're amazing, and this chapter is for you!

Max POV

After the Iggy dude explained the whole 'I-can-go-inside-bodies' stuff and went into further detail of explaining how he had went into my body, I was just about ready to either barf or call these guys crazy. For real. Truth be told, I doubted that any of them could actually do any of the things they claimed to be able to do. I know that may seem prejudice and rude, but I really didn't know who to believe anymore. I thought I could trust my parents but we can all see where that got me. With scorch marks all over my torso.

I sat there quietly, staring up at all of them as they looked down at me, as if expecting me to do a flip or something. I didn't trust them though, no matter how much they proved themselves, I had the element of being Max on my side.

"Okay. I don't like how they're looking at you, can I poke one of them or something?" Shay asked impatiently, taking a bit of a pastry she just magically had in her pocket. I had learned after a while just not to question it.

"No. You may not poke any of them, or punch any of them, or go thru any of them." Domi said sharply, "But if you must, poke the one in the black, he's creepy as an All Hallows Eve."

"Domi." I said sternly. The looks I got from the humans in the room was priceless. I think they all believed the Iggy dude because they all glanced around, as if expecting some bloody ghost with chains rattling behind it to suddenly appear out of nowhere.

"God, these guys are total morons." Shay snickered before stalking up to Fang and poking him in the stomach. It caused an array of shivers to go through him. Even the tip of a finger can feel like being dumped in ice cold water if you're not used to it. This Fang dude having never met a ghost before must have been absolutely frozen.

"Shay! We don't do that to strangers. Only guards, and you weren't there for that." I said laughing slightly as I looked at the grunge girl just to the right of Fang.

"Okay, listen up here. Tell your…ghost friends or whatever, not to poke me." Fang said moodily before huffing off like a drama queen.

"Well, he's a drama king who sexts his girlfriend." Shay said before imitating Fang huffing off.

"Umm…no need to set your friends on us." Iggy said, holding up his hands in surrender.

"I don't 'set' them on people. They're real living people, or at least were, and have a mind of their own." I snapped at him, immediately going into defensive position.

"Yeah, yeah. We get it. They have minds of their own. You know what I don't get though? I don't get why only you can see them. I mean we all have powers, can't we all have a contribution into the magical world of seeing ghosts? How does it work anyways? Where do they come from? How do they come to you? Are you sure they're ghosts and not a major case of schizophrenia? Maybe you just created these ghostly figures to fill an empty gap in your heart by some sort of parental neglecting or having no actual friends. Perhaps yommnphm." The Nudge girl's incisive ranting and chipping down of my self esteem was cut off by a hand placed expertly on her mouth, like it had done it many times before.

"Oh no! Are you crying! Nudge didn't mean to make you cry! She just gets so carried away sometimes." The little kid Gazzy said, rushing around the table and over to my side. It was then that I noticed the liquid building up in my eyes.

I wiped the tears off with the back of my hand before answering.

"No, no I'm fine. To 'Nudge', we all do have 'powers' but that doesn't mean I'm an insensitive jerk like you. I don't know how it works, if I did I would be the next Buddha. The ghosts come from whatever freaking country they were born and raised in. They probably come to me because I can see them. It's not schizophrenia, I'm not that imaginative. I was somewhat loved as a child and I don't need friends." I said sharply, suddenly becoming very cold and shut off. My arms had crossed and I had a glare on my face.

"Well. I'm sorry for asking questions." Nudge said in the tone of voice that a sassy person would use after dealing with an extremely rude person. In my defense, she started it.

"Ladies, ladies. Let's all calm down, have a cup of tea and some chocolate chip cookies and ma-" Iggy started before I cut him off.

"Wait. Did you say chocolate chip cookies?" I asked.

"Well, yeah." Iggy answered, confusion on his face.

"I haven't had those for ten years. Give. Them. To. Me." I demanded, practically salivating at the mouth.

"Doctor M is getting ready to cook them in the kitchen if you want to-" I was up and headed towards a small swinging door that the good doctor had went through a little earlier with Ella before he even finished the sentence.
True to his word, Doctor M and her daughter were preparing some cookie dough. Home made cookie dough. Not the stuff you get from a bucket down at the local Walmart, actual cookie dough. Gosh, this day just keeps getting better and better.

"Err…yeah, hi." I said, making the two of them jump as they just noticed me standing at the door. "Not to be rude, but I just haven't had cookies for ten years and I was wondering if maybe I could help? I mean, if that's okay."

"If it's not okay, I'll whoop their asses!" Shay said, cracking her knuckles.

"SHAY!" Domi, Fio and Lae'Loni all yelled, their voices mixing in the oddest way.

"Sorry." Shay said defensively.

"Oh, of course you can help Max. It's no problem at all." Doctor M said as she scoot over a bit to allow me some room. Ella cast me an odd look before mumbling something about walking the dogs and quickly departing from the room. What's her deal?

Doctor M cast me an apologetic look before instructing me to retrieve certain ingredients that were laid out on the counter top. I ate so much cookie dough I almost got sick, got high on the fumes wafting out of the oven as the cookies baked, and nearly burnt my mouth devouring three cookies the second they came out of the oven.

Over all, it was a fantastic day.

Okay. That was short and sweet. I have amazing ideas for this story and it will be going somewhere, just not yet. Thank you if you're still here and welcome if you're a new comer. This is personally one of my favorite story's that I am writing and I feel honored that other people love it too. Once again, sorry for not updating for such a long time. My cousin was sick over in Sweden and we had no wifi. I love you all and give out my deepest regrets for not updating sooner. Also, sorry I sort of made Nudge a bit mean, it's just she talks a lot and my friend who also talks a lit can start out by asking questions and end up ruining a friendship.

Luna Loves All Of Her Readers And Apologizes A Lot For Her Cousin Almost Dying. LUNA STILL LOVES YOOUU!