Hey guys i am soooooooo sorry for not updating sooner! I had a bunch of stupid crap going on i lost all the documents on my laptop my computer didnt have wifi and it was to hard to update from my phone! But enough of the excuses and on with the story!
MAX: Ummmm HELLO arn't you forgetting something?
ME: ohhh right haha (rubs back of neck sheepishly and sighs) as much as I wish I did I do not own Ouran Highschool Host Club OR Maximum Ride and all the credit goes to the actual writers! Happy now Max?
MAX: Yup!
ME: Anywayyyy on with the story!
MAX'S POV
I waded through the half melted snow and mud along the side of the road. The street was lined with Japan's classic cherry trees, but they weren't in bloom yet. I glanced around, suspecting that whomever had shot me was going to jump out from behind one of the pale trees and knife me, or something.
Hey... Voice?
I waited for a moment, but got no reply.
HONK!
I jumped out of my skin and spun around towards the offending noise. It had come from a literal stretch limo that had pulled to a stop behind me.
What the hell?...
I rubbed my eyes, but the limo didn't disappear. The only thing that happened was that a window rolled done, and the twins stuck their heads out.
"Max! Do ya want a ride?"
I stared. And stared some more.
"You guys own a LIMO?"
They blinked, and Kaoru said,
"Well, almost all the kids at school have one. We're all rich noblemen and women."
"Duh," Hikaru added.
I blinked.
"Ah… ok. But only because it's a freaking limo!"
That is how Maximum Ride ended up getting to school in a limo.
HARUHI'S POV
I yawned as I walked through the gates to school. Mostly because I got home so late, then was obliged to make Kyoya-Sempai tea, and my Dad had fussed over how much of a gentleman Kyoya had been to walk me home. I had gotten to bed long after midnight. If only my Dad could see Kyoya-Sempai at school when it's just the host club, and he has no one around to impress.
"Hey, Haruhi, good morning!" Two voices called out.
I blinked and turned towards the twins… and Max.
"Oh. Hey." I said coldly.
Max was still staring at the limo she had appeared from in amazement. I heard her mumble,
"Damn, how rich are these kids? I could feed the flock five star meals for a whole year with the amount of money this thing costs!"
I had no idea what that meant. I sighed. I guess someone who was relatively normal would have to show her around, and explain how non-normal this place was. Her clothes, for a start… the teachers would never allow them. She was dressed head to toe in black, and her tank top had bright silver skulls on it.
"Hey, Max," I called out reluctantly, raising a hand.
She turned, "Haruhi-Chan!"
I lowered my hand. Great. I'm Haruhi-Chan now.
The twins laughed, and I glared at them.
"Aw, her face is even better than we thought!"
"Thanks, Max!"
I glared at them harder.
"Come on, Max. I'll forgive you. But only because I feel obliged to show you around. You're in class 1-D, right?" I said, turning back to miss I-have-wings-and-don't-you-forget-it.
She laughed, "Thanks, and yes! It won't take long, I never get lost!"
The bell rang, and I started walking to class, with Max following. I pretended not to notice the strange looks I was getting.
"Damn Fujioka luck," I muttered under my breath.
MAX'S POV
The teacher looked up at me, "Are you… Maximum Ride?" she asked hesitantly. I was wondering why, when I realized it was probably because I was wearing all black, with a skull tank top, and I was about a foot taller than her. Well, I would probably be a lot taller than most of the people at this school. Also, it didn't help that I was wearing a glare on my face. That couldn't be helped. That Haruhi girl annoys me to no end.
Wow, the teacher was quaking in her boots. If she thinks I'm intimidating wait till she sees Fang.
"Yup," I replied slowly, sounding like I wasn't quite sure what my name was, because, like the teacher, I was quaking in my boots. All the class's eyes were pointed at me, and I was the new kid again. Well, Screw them. The twins are my friends, and the flock IS coming this week.
"O-okay please… introduce yourself to t-the class," The teacher mumbled, then scurried back to her desk.
"Sure, Sensei," I turned to face the class, "Hey, my name is Maximum Ride, but call me Max. I'm 16, I came from Nevada, and five of my friends are transferring here over the next week." I said loudly and clearly, trying to smile but failing, so I just kept my gaze neutral.
Practically the second I was finished, the chatty sparrows of class 1-D started gossiping. I heard a few lines,
"Nevada? That's in America, right?"
"…what's with her clothes, their so…"
"Wow, how weird, transferring at this time…"
"O-okay, class do you have any questions for… Max?" Sensei asked.
One boy at the front with black hair kind of like Fangs raised his hand.
"You," I gestured towards him.
"Will you go out with me?" he asked.
There was dead silence until I burst out laughing.
"Oh my God, NO!" I said, like he was a retard, "Oh god, wait until Fang hears about this! Ah, hahahaha!"
Pretty much everyone shut up about me for the rest of the day, which went pretty normally. Sensei asked questions, which I asked my Voice, and it gave me the correct answers, along with enough information to write a whole report on the subject.
As soon as the bell rang, I ran to the window, waiting to see if one of the flock was here yet. None of them were. Wait. I could see something… It's Angel!
"Yes!" I said under my breath.
I ran as fast as I could through the hallways and out the doors of the school. As soon as I was within Angel's range, she sensed my brain waves, and spun around, a smile on her face. She started running to me as fast as her 10 year old legs could carry her, which was really fast because, well, because it's Angel.
"Max!" she yelled as she jumped into my arms, "Max! I missed you so much!" She said, hugging me.
"Wow, you grew so tall in the last six months!" I said, looking down at her face, framed by blonde hair she must have straightened. Her cheeks were flushed as usual, and her eyes were as bright as ever. My baby was back with me.
"Yup! I did!"
"You're almost as tall as some of my new friends!"
It was true, Haruhi was pretty short.
She nodded. "Hmm. I'm taller than Gazzy!"
I smiled, "Want to meet them? There's three of them, but I'm sure they have other friends we can hang out with."
She bounced out of my arms, and jumped around in excitement.
"Yes! Yes!"
"Angel! Not so high! You're jumping, like ten feet into the air! That's not normal!"
"Oh right, sorry Max!" she said still bouncing on the balls of her feet!
I opened the door to the school cafeteria.
"This should be it…"
Yup. Students in pastel coloured uniforms sat at long tables eating elegant dishes that would have cost WAY too much for me to consider buying them. I glanced around, amidst chatter, looking for the twins give away orange hair.
"Ah, I see them. Come on Angel."
Angel grabbed the back of my hoodie and followed me, but whispered.
"Max… the people here are dark. They're… fake. They don't have true friends."
I stopped in the middle of the crowded room.
"What do you mean, Angel?" I crouched down so my eyes were level with hers.
"They only care about themselves, their reputation, their own family name. All of them… they are fake. Their thoughts can't hide from me."
Angel's bangs hung low over her eyes as she spoke. Her head was bowed, and her fists, which were bigger than they had been before, were clenched.
I glanced around.
"We'll talk about this later. Why don't we go and meet the twins and Haruhi?"
Angel glanced up at me.
"If you say so, Max," she said, but her voice was monotone.
hey Max, can I be in your class?" she asked "Ya but you will have to 'convince' the chairman first" I told her. "Okey dokey, Max" she said switching her mood instantly, with an evil grin that made me regret saying that!
Once we finished "convincing" the chairman, Angel and I enrolled her and the rest of the flock, to the same class.t here...
Done and sorry for all or any spelling spelling or grammar mistakes!
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