Maximum Ride: Impossible Chapter 2: Girls?, a maximum ride fanfic

A/N Random Fact: Did you know that Whet is a word? It means;

1. stimulate something: to make a feeling, sense, or desire more keen or intense

The thought of easy money whetted my enthusiasm for the undertaking.

2. sharpen tool or weapon: to sharpen the cutting edge or blade of a tool or weapon, usually by rubbing it on a stone

n (plural whets)

1. sharpening or intensifying of something: an act of sharpening, intensifying, or stimulating something

2. sharpening block: something that sharpens a cutting edge

3. something that stimulates senses: something that stimulates a feeling, sense, or desire, especially a small amount that makes somebody want more (informal)

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Disclaimer: I own…a CD player and a beast CD but not this. J.P's territory! I will not cross it….well not until I take over the world! ( Come on Max! Come and take me down too! MWUAHAHAHAHA *squeak* HEHEHEHE)

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Chapter 2:

A building….brown with reddish tinted bricks. Kids, lot of 'em. Spreading their way over the nice….dead brown grass of the property of this hell-hole.

What am I talking about exactly?

High School.

How exactly do normal kids do it?

It sure beats me…

But before we came to this hell-hole of a place called "School" well we got…surprise…makeovers!

(A/N Bubbley-chan I hope that clears up the confusion! : ))

Iggy now had a nice brown hair cut a little shorter. Angel also had brown hair so Gazzy did too. That way they could pass as relatives.

Nudge got extensions down to her…well butt. And Dylan died the tips of his original light brown hair blonde and cut it to wear it barely marked its way over his eyebrows.

Me? Well lets just say I'm following Fang in his foot steps. Instead of the blonde sun-streaked hair I had-that I loved-it is now as long (that's right Maximum Ride got extensions) as its ever been…all the way down to my butt and its black. B-L-A-C-K.

I kind of loved it.

It kind of…kept me close to Fang.

Because every time I look into the mirror I see a part of him.

"Max! Come on! We have to check into the front office." Iggy declared. I took his hand as we walked to the front office. What's-his-face (A/N Dylan. If you didn't catch it.) followed behind us. A faint purplish bruise on his face.

Dang, I punched him hard!

The sad thing is that I knew It would be heeled up by homeroom…maybe…unless I punch him again?

Well see.

Well see about that Maximum.

As I repeated The Voice's words in my head I realized that I don't understand anything. What will I see? Maybe it's a metaphor for Iggy! Maybe he will see again! I hope that's it.

"Max!" I snapped out of my devoir and looked at Iggy.

"Yeah?" Then I saw the angry blonde-big-boobed-bimbo staring at me.

"Well? Are you going to sign the slip?" Attitude, ugh do I hate that or what. Well I guess I'm going to have to give it back ten-fold.

I smiled at her. Iggy felt the air around me shift.

"Max! Don't-" He tried to warn me, chump.

"So, I just sign this?" She gave me a look like I was the dumb one.

"Yeah." The Big-boobed assistant said…but it came out more like a "YUAHHH" with a little shriek at the end.

"So," I said as I bent down to the counter to sign the slip, which Iggy and Dylan already did, "Do you have a lot of people sign this slip?"

I felt her eyes on me as I signed 'Maxine Ride' on the slip.

"Yuahh." I stifled a laugh.

"So basically a lot of people sign the slip as much as you get boob jobs? Dang! That most be a loooooot!" I smiled sweetly at her as her mouth dropped I grabbed our slips that we (ironically) had to get signed by our other teachers.

"Well Buh-bye!" I smiled as I said bye in a chirpy voice tone. I sounded like a freaking bird. Ha-ha bird girl humor!

Bird girl.

They probably know about the wings.

OR!

The disguises worked!

I'm hoping it's the second one.

I chuckled to myself and pushed my long black hair out of my face and walked to my first period, on time might I add. Even though I missed Homeroom, that shouldn't count anyways.

I walked into first period with Dylan and Iggy, one of the many periods we had together.

We had a short, sweet chocolate brown hair teacher named Mrs. Rienle. I could definitely tell that she had children or wanted them because she honestly looked like she cared about our safety-which was a first for anyone but us.

"Oh! You must be the new students!" She giggled and smiled at us. "Aren't you children just lovely? Okay, class! This is Maxine, Dylan and Jeff." She used our code-names though she probably doesn't know that those aren't our real names, we decided to keep Dylan's name the same as it was before considering his name is well…normal. Who names a mutant Dylan anyways?

She turned to us as to say, 'your turn to speak'.

"Uh…well. I'm Maxine but seriously call me Max." I nodded to Iggy-I mean Jeff.

"I'm Jeff…call me Jeff." He stared out at the class mates. I heard a few mutters about 'What is he looking at?' and 'His eyes are a weird color.' The I heard some snickers. Which really pissed me off.

"Shut the heck up!" I yelled at the class, because saying 'hell' is frowned upon at this school. Everyone turned and looked at me. "Everyone needs to mind their own business and leave I-Jeff the heck alone!" Everyone automatically shut up and I turned to Dylan and smiled.

"I'm Dylan, I like long walks on the beach, flying…in planes of course and a cute girl to share my love with." I could literally see the girls swoon, for some reason that made me jealous.

But I guess I was thankful for him saving the day anyways.

My hero?

Yeah right!

MYSTERIOUS DUDE POV (SORRY ITS SHORT! ITS MYSTERIOUS!)

I walked down the hallway-late for first period, again.

Well I guess certain things never change.

I was walking down the deserted hallway, Brad being the pansy he is decided he was going to be at school on time. Loser.

I snorted and stopped at my locker really quick so I could grab my notebook for Mr. Abell's class.

That's when I heard it.

The yelling.

Her yelling.

I quickly shook that thought out of my head.

Your minds just playing tricks on you again, never get your hopes up.

(A/N Who do you think it is??? LOL I think you know!)

ANGEL POV

It's so weird! Hearing all of these new voices, and their thoughts! I'm only eight and my thoughts are more progressed then these shmucks.

I laughed as the teacher held up the multiplication card. 5 X 5. Easy. She called on Danielle to answer. I read her mind she was thinking 10. She was going to add them.

So I did the right thing. I sent her 25 in her head.

"Twenty-five?" Danielle looked up innocently at the teacher.

"Good job Danielle! Here's a piece of candy…hmmm, Ariel? What about you? Do you know this problem?" Mrs. Carter asked as she held up 5 X 7.

"35." I smiled at her.

She looked taken away.

"Oh, well, very good then." she held up 7 X 12. "What about this?"

"84." I said without hesitation.

"Fine. What about this one?" 12 X 12

"144." Mrs. Carter smiled down at me.

"That's a fifth grade level Ariel! Good job!" I giggled.

"Oh, I can multiply much higher then that Mrs. Carter."

"I'm sure you can." Did she not believe me?

"In the thousands! You want to see? Give me some numbers!"

She looked at me in disbelief.

"1,876 X 1,000."

"1,876,000. You should give me a harder one next time." I said a little cockily as she reached for the calculator.

She gaped at me. "That's correct! Lets try another one shall we?"

I nodded my head eagerly.

This school year should be easy.

Nudge POV

So maybe I have done this before, right?

But the thought of still not having food every half hour really makes me mad.

So I have to wait until, like, twelve until I'm allowed to eat! Outrageous! So when I planed on getting up and walking out to go find some food somewhere I got yelled at!

She was all, "Where do you think your going?"

And I was all, "To get some grub! You want something?"

She gave me this look that said she was disgusted.

"You cant just leave!" I gave her a look that said, 'why the frick not?'

"It is against school rules!" Psh…rules? What rules.

Time to bring out the Nudge Special Charm.

"Ohhhhh, you see I was home schooled so, I usually would just get up and get food and pee and watch T.V and go outside when I had felt like-I mean had to. Sorry." I mumbled as I sat back down in my chair. The class laughed at me and my face flushed into a darker brown then what my cheeks already where.

Mrs. What's-her-face just glared at me, and continued on with the discovery of America.

This school year is going to be freaking looooong.

GAZZY! POV

The class all groaned as I let another one rib. Ha-ha that'll teach the school officials that they should never force a kid to come here so early.

Everyone turned to me as I smiled innocently.

But one kid laughed.

It was a girl, dark brown hair huge bambie eyes and a smile to die for.

Wait? What?

I'm a nine year old (A/N 10?) boy! I shouldn't be having Max/ Fang feelings for this girl! But she was the only one that made me smile…the only one that laughed at my farts.

Well, other then Iggy.

As the teacher put sentences for us to correct on the board the girl turned to me and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Zana." Zana? What a weird, exotic, beautiful name to have.

"Hey, Zana. I'm Zephyr." It felt wrong to lie to her about my name.

She smiled, "Oh, I know who you are. You're the fart kid."

I didn't want to be just known as the 'fart kid' to her.

"You always make me laugh." I noticed how her eyes crinkle when she smiled. "Sit by me at lunch?"

"Ye-" I suddenly cut off.

"Zephyr! Zana! Close your mouths and pay attention to the board!"

Even though Mrs. Lemmings yelled at me I couldn't get the thought out of my head about how good our names sounded together.

MAX POV (A/N its going to be Max from now on…with a few POVs from the flock and MYSTERIOUS guys. But I like writing in Max's POV its easier since we are alike. HEHEHE)

The first few classes went buy quickly, yet painfully slow at the same time.

I met Mr. Abell.

I like him.

At first I asked him if I could pee and he yelled at me.

So I was like what the heck?

Then he mispronounced my "name".

It sounded like, "Mayzinee."

So I didn't answer him.

"Maxine!" Iggy had to tap me on the shoulder. (How he did that I had no idea.)

"What?!" I turned to Iggy.

"Mr. Abell wants you." Iggy smirked.

I turned to Mr. Abell.

"Mayzinee, when I talk to you , you need to pay attention!"

"Whose Mayzinee?" And that's when it clicked.

Me.

"Aren't you Mayzinee."

"Yeah but on this planet they call me Maxine. With a X and only one E." I looked at the poor shmuck. "But you can call me Mayzinee." (A/N This happened to me, My name is Xena( I DON'T HAVE A LAST NAME) but my teacher. Mr. Abell. Calls me Zana. LOL)

"Anyways, on with quadratic equations."

So that's how second period went.

And in third…the same minus the name thing.

My seat partner wasn't there but his name is Art Masters.

Well that's what the girl next to me said as she basically fainted.

Oh I cant wait to meet this one!

MYSTERIOUS POV

After hearing her voice I scampered to my first period class, trying to get away from there as soon as possible. She seems angry I'm not going to be there when she explodes.

What is she doing here? I thought as I strolled into my science period.

"Nice of you to join us Mr. Masters."

I shpt Mr. Doerr a look.

"Sure anytime." I said absently as I sat down in the very back.

She shot me a disappointing look and went back to teaching cell division.

What am I going to do?

I cant leave!

Not yet anyways.

You know, high school education and all that stuff.

The bell rang signaling that class was over. I was in the swarm of teenagers trying to leave before we where assigned homework or something bad like that, when Mrs. Doerr pulled me over to the side.

"Art, are you okay?" She actually looked concerned.

"Yeah." One word answers are always the best.

"Are you sure? What's the problem?" You, at the moment.

"Girls." She gave me a knowing look.

"Ah. Okay well hurry off to your next class." I rolled my eyes as she slapped the top of my head. "Off you go!"

I smirked. And went the opposite way of my second period out into the parking lot. I needed to do some thinking.

I looked down at my watch….three periods have gone by and I still don't know what I'm going to do about her.

Well, no use thinking on an empty stomach. I thought as I headed to the cafeteria for lunch.

A/N Love? HATE? LOVE? HEHE anyways…my dad was right…cookies give you pimples…: (

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