So this is my first Maximum Ride fanfic.

I hope you all like it. It will have Fax. there isnt really any Fax in this chapter, but there will be in later ones. so anyways, read and enjoy. please do review, i'd love to know what you all think!!

The Problem with Mutant Kids

We've been on the run for two years now. Well, in all actuality, we've been on the run just about our whole lives-the flock and I. But ever since the Itex incident, we've had to continually move from place to place about every week…and that's if we're lucky. We can barely stay seven days in one area before the Erasers come after us. And I don't think they consider it a game anymore. I'm pretty sure that they're out for blood-our blood. I think they want to terminate us.

"Can we go back to Disney World again?" Nudge asked, as we flew over the Indiana/Illinois border, not to far from Chicago.

"No Nudge," I kept starring straight ahead, not wanting to see the baby-face she was undoubtedly giving me.

"Please? We didn't get to stay very long last time, " Angel added.

I looked over at Fang for some help; we've recently been sharing the leadership role. I don't think he wants me to freak out again. Ever since the beach incident when I tried to cut the chip out of my arm, he's been trying to help with little things. I didn't like it at first, but the boy grows on ya after a while. I realized that I really did need the help, so now we more or less share it. Although I think my version of sharing is different than his…

He just shrugged at me, and then added, "we're flying north, not south."

"Yea, sorry guys," I told them as I made a mental note to thank Fang later.

"So exactly where are we going?" Iggy asked from the right of me.

"I was thinking…maybe Wisconsin."

"Really!" Nudge shot up excitedly next to Iggy. Well, as much as a flying kid can shoot up. "I've never seen a cow before! Or a farm! And Wisconsin's suppose to have them right?"

"Oh that would be sooo cool!" Gasman added.

"Yea, well we wouldn't be staying on a farm," I quickly told them. "We'd have to stay in a cave or sand dune, or something."

"Why can't we stay in a hotel?" Angel asked beside Fang. "You still have the card that the Voice gave you."

"Yes, but-"

"And we haven't stayed in a hotel for a while!" Nudge added excitedly. "We could have showers! And buy food!"

"Yea!" Total piped up from under Fang's arm. "I could finally sleep with out insects crawling over me!"

The whole flock soon picked up the idea. Everyone wanted to stay in a hotel. Well, everyone except Fang and me.

"I don't know guys," I started hesitantly, trying to think of some reason that it would be bad. "The card could tell the Erasers where we are…"

Lame, I know.

"They always find where we are, I don't think the card has anything to do with it," Iggy said.

I quickly turned away from him and looked at the ground, not noticing that Fang was watching me out of the corner of his eye.

I knew Iggy wouldn't say that the Erasers found us every time because of the chip that was implanted into my arm, but he was probably thinking it. God how I wish I could just cut it out. Just cut it out, and throw it away…of course, I'd never tell Fang that.

Max, the Voice started. Let them have some fun before it's too late.

What do you mean, 'before it's too late'?

Of course it didn't answer me. The damn thing never does.

Gritting my teeth, I turned to Nudge.

"Fine, we can stay in a hotel in Wisconsin somewhere." I didn't have to turn around to know that Fang was giving me another one of his great-job-at-stomping-them-down, looks.

"Oh really!" Nudge bounced up and down, disturbing Iggy's flying. "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you Max! How far away is Wisconsin?"

"We're gonna go to northern Wisconsin…so about an hour," I told her almost reluctantly. "I don't think there are many farms up that way though."

"Oh, I don't mind at all!" Nudge continued to bounce in excitement, earning herself a scowl from Iggy. "A real hotel room!"

"Yea," I said unenthusiastically.

We flew up to Minocqua, Wisconsin, which was up in the North Woods. Or at least that's what some of the street signs said.

"Ok guys, see that patch of forest there?" I asked everyone around me. "That's where we're landing. There's a Holiday Inn right near by."

Landing went smoothly, and a quick check of the perimeter showed that there were no Erasers. Not yet anyways.

"Okay," I said as soon as all of us were on the ground. "The Holiday Inn is just about a ten minuet walk from here.

All right, so I lied. It turned out to be more of a twenty-minuet walk. But whatever. None of them cared enough to complain-except Fang. But he didn't really complain, per say.

"Ten minuets my ass," he snidely commented in my ear as he came up behind me in the long check in line.

"Oh," I turned my head a fraction to see his face. "Is big, bad, Fang complaining?"

He just smirked at me, leaving me with the sensation that I was floating.

"Where's the rest of the flock?" I asked, noticing that they weren't by us.

"They're sitting in the arm chairs in the waiting section," he told me. "Don't worry Max, they're fine."

He always knew exactly what I was thinking.

The line finally shortened, and I reached the counter.

"Three rooms please," I said as I handed her my card. "And can I please have them close together."

Hey, if we're gonna charge it up, better do it right. I figured that three rooms would give everyone enough space.

"Oh, I'm sorry miss, but we only have two rooms left," the lady looked up from her computer. "Since it's summer, most of the rooms are taken. You know-tourism."

"Oh, yea," I had no clue what she was talking about. "Are the two rooms near each other?"

"Yes, they're actually joined by a door."

"Oh okay. That's fine then. Can I have them?"

"Certainly miss," the woman handed me back my card with two room keys. "You and your boyfriend have a nice time now."

"Oh he's not-" I started to mutter before Fang pulled me to were the rest of the flock was sitting.

How could she have even thought that? I mean Fang was like a brother to me…a very handsome brother…with an amazingly toned chest and gorgeous-

Stop thinking like that, I yelled at myself. Fang is your brother. He's…like…your…brother…

Maybe you have feelings for him, the Voice just had to pick that moment to speak.

Shut up!

I looked to my right, and saw Angel grinning at me, trying to suppress her laughter.

Having an eight year old who can read minds sometimes has its downsides.

"What? What's so funny?" Nudge asked, looking between Angel and me.

"Nothing," I quickly said, not wanting to let Angel get a word in.

"Anyways," Fang started, as he picked the room keys out of my hands. "We only have two rooms, but they're joined."

"Sweet!" Nudge jumped out of her chair. "I call first shower in my room!"

"Okay sweetie, but first lets look at the rooms," I told them as we started to make our way over to the elevators. Our rooms were on the sixteenth floor. Not bad.

Once we found the rooms, Gazzy took one of the keys from Fang, and opened the door.

There were two double beds, with a nightstand in the middle and a chair in far left corner. A TV sat against the wall and across from the beds, and there was a balcony at the end, with sliding doors. Off to the right, was the door to the bathroom, and to the left of the TV was the door to the second room.

"I call this room!" Gazzy yelled as he and Iggy ran into it.

"Wait for us!" Nudge and Angel quickly followed.

"Are you guys all going to sleep in there?" I asked.

"Well there are two double beds," Angel started, a smirk making its way up her face. "And either way one of the rooms will have to have four in them, plus Total. And it's never a good idea to let Gazzy and Iggy have a room to themselves, they might blow something up."

Smart little eight year old, I thought. I couldn't disagree with her, it was true that Iggy and Gazzy shouldn't be left alone.

"Speaking of Total," a voice came from inside Fang's bag. "Can you please let me out of this thing."

"Yea," Fang took off his bag and opened it up.

Jumping out, Total quickly ran into Angel's, Nudge's, Gazzy's, and Iggy's room.

"All right, whatever," I told them. "Just please no fighting or yelling, and don't brake anything."

I started to turn to the other room on the left-yes I did realize that I'd have to share a room with Fang-when I remembered Gazzy and Iggy's little habit.

"And no, I repeat no, bombs are to be made or set off."

"Damn," I heard Iggy curse under his breath.

Fang opened the second room, and my jaw dropped. I quickly closed it before he could notice though.

The room only had one bed. Sure the layout was the same, a chair in the corner, a TV against the wall that joined the two rooms, a bathroom on the left, and a sliding door that goes to the balcony, but there was only one bed. One bed! One queen sized bed!

Oh shit.

Angel came into our room and started laughing outright. Fang and I were still standing in the entrance, not daring to cross the threshold.

"What's so-" Nudge stood gaping at the bed, then ran in by Angel and started laughing uncontrollably. Both of them were now jumping up and down on the bed.

Gazzy came up behind us, followed closely by Iggy who was lightly touching Gazzy's fingers to figure out where to go.

"So what's so funny?" Iggy asked Gazzy.

"Max and Fang only have one bed. They have to share it," I could hear the smirk in his voice. "They have to sleep together!"

"Gazzy!" I turned around and yelled, fully prepared to take him out.

"I thought you told us we couldn't yell," Iggy said calmly.

"Oh you-"

Gazzy and Iggy pushed Fang and I through the door and into the room.

"Have fun," Gazzy laughed as they opened the joining door, and slipped into their own room before I could grab them.

Fang was unusually quiet about this whole one bed thing. I mean, yea, he's always quiet. But normally he at least says one word. I looked over to him, and noticed that he was trying to smother a smirk.

Great, just great. I have to share a bed with Fang, and he thinks it's funny!

Don't lie to yourself, the Voice started again. You have feelings for him. It's perfectly-

"Shut up! I do not have-" I quickly realized that I was yelling out loud, and clamped my mouth shut before I could say anything incriminating.

Angel just smiled and motioned at a bewildered Nudge to leave.

"Well…" I started once they left. "I guess we're…sleeping…together."

I walked over to the bed and flopped down on it, looking up at the white ceiling, and then I picked up a pillow and covered my face with it. God it was so comfortable.

"I hope you don't kick," I heard Fang's voice by my edge of the bed. "Cause I'll kick you right back."

"I figured as much," I took the pillow off my face and looked at him.

"Good," he quickly said as he jumped over me, and landed on the other side of the bed.

"We should probably get some sleep, it's eleven at night," I told him while I continued to stare up at the ceiling again.

"Are you okay?" he suddenly asked.

Am I okay? What kind of question is that? Of course I wasn't okay. We're constantly being hunted by Erasers, Ari keeps wanting to get his grimy little paws on me, and this goddamn chip is still in my freaking arm!

"What do you mean?" I asked him as I sat up against the headboard. "You have to be more specific."

"About the chip," he gently picked up my left wrist and ran a finger over the scar from when I tried to cut it out.

Oh, that.

"I saw your face when Iggy mentioned how the card isn't telling them where we are," He continued to lightly touch my scar.

"I'm…" I was going to say fine, but something in Fang's eyes just made me want to tell him the truth. Ever since that day at the beach, we've trusted each other more with things. Feelings, being one of those things.

"I still want it out," I said in a rush, looking down at his hand touching my wrist. "They're using it to find us, and I want it to stop."

"Max, you know you can't take it out," he lifted my chin and made me stare at him directly. "You know you can't cut it out of your arm, right? You could cut the wrong thing and…and end up killing yourself."

"I know," I whispered, realizing how close our faces were. "But I don't want them to continually find us because of me."

"How do you know the rest of us don't have chips in our arms?" He asked as he pulled me closer towards him. I could count each individual eyelash.

I wonder what those lips taste like, my mind absently pondered as my eyes wandered down his face.

No! Don't think about that! I tried to keep my focus on Fang, and not his lips.

"I-I don't," I gave in. "But still…I want it out…"

"Will you promise me something?" Fang quietly asked.

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I could feel tears springing up in my eyes. I tried to keep them away, but the thought of watching my flock get murdered because of the damn chip that was in my arm just made me want to die.

"Will you promise me that you will never try and cut it out again?"

"Fang," I whispered. That did it, the tears started falling down my cheeks and onto his hands that were now cupping my face.

Truth was, I didn't want to promise him that. I still wanted to cut it out. And he must have realized that.

"Max, please promise me that you wont." He brushed some tears away with his thumb. "I don't know what the flock would do if something ever happened to you-" he paused a moment. "I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you."

I couldn't say anything, I just sat there and stared at him.

"And besides, that's the Erasers job to try and hurt you," he grinned. "You don't want to make it easy for them, do you?"

I grinned despite myself. He just had the uncanny ability to make me feel instantly better.

"No. No, I wouldn't want to do that."

Without even thinking, I leaned into kiss him.

Unfortunately, Nudge picked that exact moment to open the adjoining door.

So i hope you all liked it. please, please, PLEASE, REVIEW! i really want to know how i did on it. thank you!