Follow up to my fanfiction Maximum Ride: Taking Back the World.

All right, here's an experiment of mine I've been dying to try.

All the entries that you read are going to be Maximum Ride, yes, but also with a song that my iPod played when I pushed shuffled. I will try my best to make a plot line and everything out of this. Do cut me some slack, I have some strange songs on my iPod. The title of the story is the song.

PLEASE REVIEW!!

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Grandtheft Autumn (Where is Your Boy)

Sometimes, when I think really long and hard about it. I absolutely, want to hit Fang.

It's a problem, I know but I can't help it.

He knows how mad I get when he's all silent and I have no idea what he's thinking. He gives these looks as if he knows what I'm thinking though which he obviously doesn't.

Otherwise he'd be running away.

Autumn leaves blew on the light breeze. I could smell apple pie drifting up from the home on which we sat on. He was on the very top, leaning his back against the chimney and his black wings stretched out.

Black feathers rippled, his dark eyes shifting between me and the view of the forest just beyond, and a little smile was set on his face.

Maybe he doesn't know what I know. That he was the last good thing about that part of life. Genetic mutations, not so great, but Fang would not be here if it hadn't happened.

"Where is your boy tonight?" I blushed to realize he was talking to me. I shifted my head back down to the driveway to find it empty. My heart dropped to find it only filled by my mother's car.

Bobby wouldn't show, I suppose and Fang was smirking, glad to have it happen even though I was hurt. I guess that's what friends do, they take enjoyment in your unhappiness.

Wind rushed past me and blew my light brown hair in front of my face. My hands tightened as I wrapped my arms around my legs. I bit my lip to keep from yelling at him. Annoying the heck out of me.

"We agreed we were going to give normal a try," I retorted.

Isn't that why we had moved in with my mom?

Isn't that why we started school?

Isn't that why we were seeing normal people?

Of course, because normal is what we needed right now after saving the world.

Just then, a car pulled in and my heart raced. Maybe I wasn't enough of a freak that I could still get a date. He stepped out of the driver's side. Bobby had his license, he was sixteen and at first, my mom had agued except for one fact.

I turned sixteen just a few weeks ago. That's right, I haven't had to save the world in two years. I was done.

Unlike Fang, Bobby was this nice kid I had met in my art class. He was taller than me (always a plus) and where I lacked in speaking skills he filled in.

Sure, he didn't know what was on my head at every waking moment.

And he couldn't fly away with me.

And he didn't occasionally wake up at four in the afternoon wearing nothing but pants and no shirt to reveal a slightly muscled stomach and scars that I wanted to touch.

But Bobby had been a friend for me for the past two weeks and it was going great. He knew about my wings just like the rest of the kids in my school. He asked questions but didn't pry. He knew enough about me to like me for me without knowing the gritty details.

Fang knew all of that stuff.

Which was a constant nightmare between us.

I turned to stare at Fang and gave him a smile of victory. Instead of giving up to losing to me, because we never back down from each other, he simply glared at me.

"I hope he is a gentleman." His jaw was tight. There wasn't even a hint of sarcasm in his voice but then again, I couldn't get anything out of Fang. He was the emotionless one.

Instead of screaming at him or hitting him (I've been getting better), I shrugged it off. I opened up my wings and let myself drop off the roof. I glided down to the car to see Bobby watching me, with amazement.

He wasn't repulsed or anything!

Forget that I had kissed Fang a few times and had once been in love with him. A lot has happened and a lot has changed. Especially, moi.

Bobby was in fact a gentleman and held the door open for me. I wasn't even afraid to be in a car. My claustrophobia completely disappeared now along with being Maximum Ride, savior of the world. That was fourteen/fifteen year old me. This was sixteen Max.

I watched as Bobby started the engine. He had this long brown hair that was shaggy. Bright green eyes that were always giving off some sign of emotion such as happiness and anger. I could tell what he was thinking.

His eyes were the first thing that I noticed about him in art class.

He gave me this smile as he started backing out of the engine. I saw a tall, dark figure standing on the roof and I rolled my eyes.

Well, readers truly upset over this, what did you want me want him to do?

Call out "You need him. Well I can be him?!"

No, I wasn't waiting around any longer for Fang.

He had made his choice

So now mine was made too.

You want a better explanation, ask him. He knows what he did.

Still that part of me that said, Max he still loved you, was reaching out towards him. Wishing he did in fact say "I'm still trying. And that's more than I can say for him."

The rest of my heart and my entire head told me to shut up because Fang was only in my life anymore because we were a flock and we stuck together. That never meant Fang and I had to be together.

And love- well, let's just say for today, I'm a non-believer.

Maybe Bobby will change that.

You know who won't?

Fang, that's right. This is why,

And you know I'm speaking the truth right now,

Because I would never admit this if it were a lie,

Fang was the one who broke up with me.

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Song is "Grand Theft Autumn (Where is your Boy) by Fall Out Boy

The title for this Fanfiction is also a song called "Save Us" by Cartel which will be used in the next chapter cause I forgot I needed a title for the ENTIRE story, sorry. =)

If you don't know the lyrics look them up because I try to establish them within the text too.