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So I am so sorry about the wait. I started writing this chapter and it was horrible. So I deleted and rewrote it a bunch of times and it never was any good. Plus school is becoming a real pain. So yeah, enough of my life, I believe that it is about time we give Ami a pat on the back for that wonderful treat she whipped up! You're awesome Ami! Now…

ON WITH THE STORY! XD

Disclaimer: I'm still now JP and Ami is still not JP so we do not own Maximum Ride and as sad as it is, that is never going to change. So if Ami wants to keep doing the disclaimer on her chapters then she is more than welcome but I refuse to do it any longer on my chapters. Sorry kids.

I used to think that my life was weird. But it can NOT get any weirder than it is in this moment. What am I doing in this moment, you ask? Why, I'm in a book. And it's not just any book, no, it's Barney. Let me tell you, there is nothing more annoying than a singing purple dinosaur. (AN: I babysit and God that is so true.) I was about ready to rip his freaking head off; he was so annoying, and I'm not even that violent of a person!

Right now, there were a bunch of five year olds running in a circle around me while that horrific excuse of a kid's character practically screamed in my ear.

I love you

You love me

We're a happy family

With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you

Won't you say you love me too!?

No, actually I HATE you. I thought angrily.

At the last line of the song the Big Purple Idiot stuck out his stubby little arms and grabbed me. He squeezed so tight I couldn't breathe, and I felt my face starting to turn purple. It was almost as if he was trying to strangle me to death….with a hug! Barney really is evil! After what seemed like ages, he finally let me go. I hunched over, gasping in air. As I started to regain my normal breathing, I realized it had gone quiet. I slowly stood up straight; only to see a group of five year olds, glaring at me, like I'd just ate their puppy. Their little hands were at their sides, clenched into little fists, and they were in a tight circle around me. Now, if you are sitting there like "pfft, five year olds. I can take them! No worries! You're a wimp if you're scared of them!" then you clearly have never seen five year olds like these. They were absolutely menacing. I turned away, slowly, from the freaky kindergarteners, to look at the Big Evil Purple Beast that stood directly behind me. He, too, was glaring down at me like I had peed in his Lucky Charms. And as if he couldn't get any more terrifying, he had also grown horns and claws, and fangs. Suddenly he started to transform. He grew three more pairs of legs, and two more pairs of legs. His neck stretched out and his body grew fatter until he was roughly the size of a second story house. I backed up a few steps, wide eyed, and bumped into one of the kids, except they weren't even kids any more. They, too, had grown fangs, but they had remained the same height. The kid that I bumped into barred his fangs and hissed at me. It was then I decided that it was probably about time that I haul ass out of there. I whipped around, and sprinted pasted Barzilla's (AN: get it? Like Barney, and Godzilla but Barzilla? Eh? Eh? Eh? Oh, never mind.) huge back leg, and to the back of the circle that the kids had made around me. I didn't even bother trying jumping over the kids, I simply barreled right through them, maybe seriously injuring a few in the process. I mean, it's not like I cared at the moment. After all, they were trying to kill me. I sprinted down a hill and across a field. I looked behind me, only to find that the devil children had now grown wings. It was like they spontaneously muting or something! This was so unfair! Why can't I grow wings?! Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my back, in between my shoulder blades. I couldn't keep running, and ended up falling on my face into the mud. Gross. I writhed around in pain, eyes closed tight, and my mouth open in a silent scream. I could hear the demons getting closer-to close-as the pain began to fade. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and got on my hands and knees. I rolled my shoulders and froze. No. Freaking. Way. This couldn't be happening. I had grown wings. I was a freaking bird. This is impossible! I knew I couldn't dwell on this long, for the monsters were hot on my tail, so I jumped up, and flapping my new wings hard, I soared into the air. I flew at speeds up to 150 miles per hour. It was fast, but I knew that the demons where faster. And they were catching up. I flapped harder, but it seemed as if this was the fastest I could go. I frantically looked over my shoulder; the monsters were a mere 7 feet behind me. I cursed under my breath, and took a steep dive. I aimed straight for the ground. I knew I' go splat if I didn't do anything a fast. The ground flew at me, as I righted myself and went into a running stop….except I knew I had to keep running. By now I was gasping for breath, and was sweating like a pig. If I lived past this, then there was no doubt that I would need a shower. I sprinted towards what looked like a dump, from the distance I was at. Was so focused on where I was going that I didn't see the large wall of new year's confetti in front of me….that is, until I tripped and got a face full of it. So now I was sweaty, covered in mud, and liked like a multi-colored chicken. And this, my friends, is why I don't have Fang as a boyfriend…or any boyfriend at all, really. Sad, isn't it? I rolled over onto my back and groaned, then shrieked. The demon children had caught up to me. They were standing in a circle around me, while Barzilla stood over me. He bent down and grabbed me in one of his many arms.

He then held me high for the kids to see. The cheered and carried me the rest of the way to the

dump. In struggled to get out of their grip, screaming, half I fright, and half in frustration. They were five years olds and I still couldn't get away from them! I squirmed and withered but it was all a waste of effort. I finally gave up, as they entered the junk yard. They approached a pit and as they reached the edge I caught a glimpse of what was at the bottom. It was crawling with spiders. (AN: pun not intended) I screamed, for there is nothing I hate more than spiders. They flung me into the pit. I tried to flap my wings but they weren't working right. If anything, they made me fall even faster. Suddenly, the spiders transformed into what looked to me like a dark angel-the Angel of Death. He had midnight-black wings, and long dark hair and eyes to match. He was dressed in all black. He pulled out a black deadly looking sword and pointed it, so that it would skewer me when I fell. I had almost reached my doom when-

My eyes flew open and I jerked upright, hitting my head hard on the bunk bed above me. I cursed and rubbed my forehead. I took in the black and pink walls of the room I shared with Max. I sighed and got up to get ready for school. It was all a dream, the demon children, Barney, all of. Max was already up, considering the room lacked her snoring. I opened thy bedroom door and prepared myself, mentally, for another awful school day.

So there is chapter 3! Again, sorry for the wait. Up next is Ami's turn! Hope you enjoyed!

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~Ami Ride and Renee135