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To answer some questions I've been receiving, the entire universe I'm writing in is technically Maximum ride, however the similarities will be hard to see as what I'm doing is taking an entirely different route than what is usually done. (It will be explained in the future, right now it contains to many spoilers)

So please done be alarmed, but none of the Maximum ride characters will be main characters in my story, and all of them will be seen MUCH later in the story. I can't say much on it as it will ruin A LOT but just trust me, they will show up eventually.

Again Thank you to everyone for taking time to read this, I know its painfully slow and all, but I promise I will be making it up soon. Please don't kill me but, this chapter is going to be about Alex and his average school day, I promise there will be action very soon though so don't lose hope yet.

Also new characters are introduced as well this chapter. =D

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Afternoon Bore

8:40...something…PM….I think….

I was in heaven. The wind whipping by me, the city lights sprawled out beneath me, the cool night air chilling my lungs with each breath. I had always dreamed of flying, but never did I think I would ever have my dreams come true. Yet here I was, free from the ground, from all my responsibilities, free to do and go where ever I pleased.

My wings rhythmically pumping, keeping me float in the night sky. I breathed in the feeling of the moment, Imprinting it onto my brain, a permanent mark to remember this moment by. I continued forwards. Making a beeline for the familiar sky scrapers I could see the distance. The tall structures looking more like a play ground now, rather than just tall boring office buildings. A place to explore and to practice, rather than a place to be dreaded and shied away from.

I was smiling again, truly happy for the first time in I don't know how many years. The ecstasy of freedom filling me, and washing away all the pent up emotion I had. All the anger, the worry, the loss, all of it was gone. Swallowed up by wind that surrounded me now. I relaxed, and allowed my mind to be immersed in the beauty of the moment.

BANG! A GIANT text book slammed onto the desk space beside my left ear, forcefully pulling me out of my blissful sleep.

My eyes snapped open, and I am awake in record time. "JESUS CHRIST" I yell, my arms flying up on reflex, just narrowly missing my Professor.

"Rise and shine" she all but snarls at me. Her face marked with an ugly scowl, one that was aimed solely at me.

"if I ever catch you sleeping again, that textbook may land on a limb next time". Her explanation of this is quick and deadly serious. Punctuated only by her crisp turn and quick walk away.

I mumbled a short apology to her retreating form, before packing up my things to leave. The class room is emptying of students, the bell, which usually acts as a make shift alarm clock, seems to have rung a short while ago, though clearly it was not enough to wake me this time.

"Of all the times" I mutter under my breath as I work my way out of the room and into the packed hallway. Students already lined either side, leaving barely enough space to walk, and forcing pauses every ten steps or so.

My hands twitching in annoyance at the snails pace that I was forced to walk. "Could people move any slower?" I internally question, as I slowly made my way towards the ever boisterous lunch room.

My juice concoction of a breakfast having only lasted about an hour of the class, leaving my stomach rumblings in anticipation of getting some real sustenance.

"All right all right I get it" I muttered to my self as I felt yet another growl, quickening my pace as much as I could.

The lunch room was packed as usual, hundreds of people filled the tables, and a long line stretching from the fast food counters as people waited to order their grease filled goods. I ignored the line, aiming instead for the small "health food section" beside it. The one our school paid large amounts of money for, and also the one that almost no one ever uses.

The older lady standing at the counter turns to see me coming and immediately started to prepare my meal. A chipotle chicken club on flat bread. The spicy, five dollar, sandwich, being not only one of my favourite lunch time meals, but one that I got almost daily.

As such the check out ladies recognize me, though I'm sure it also helps that I'm also one of the only people who go there often enough to be called a regular.

I pick out a bottle of vitamin water and head towards the counter to pay for my meal. The smell emanating for the box she hands me, drowns out any and all rational thought, as my stomach again reminds me of what it needs.

I quickly thank her for everything and pay, before all but running to find a place to eat. Luck was with me as I spot Adam and his girl friend Meghan, sitting at a table near the far end of the lunch room. They are accompanied by another girl who I don't really recognize, so I figure they wouldn't mind me joining.

Adam spots me before I reach them and schoches over towards Meghan to make some more room.

I grab a chair from one of the tables I pass, pausing only to ask if anyone was using it, before sliding into the empty space beside Adam, and dropping my backpack just beside my feet.

As soon as I was comfortable seated, I tear into my sandwich. Hunger over riding manners, I continue to gorge myself, ignoring the various stares the occupants of the table give me, until the last remnants of my lunch have been consumed. All in all it took me maybe two minutes to finish.

I lean back in the chair, taking sips of my vitamin water to help wash my meal down, and examining the various looks that the other three occupants of the table are giving me.

Adam was the first to say anything, a big goofy grin stretching across his face, "So. Hungry were yah?"

I simply give him a satisfied smiled and a long couple of nods in response, silence again ensuing, as the other two members continue to just stare for a while longer.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Meghan broke the silence. "DO YOU EVEN CHEW?! WHERE DOES IT ALL GO?! IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!" she cried out, a look of disbelief painted on her face, hands wildly gesturing to my chest.

Adam lets out a hearty laugh at her reaction before turning to his girl friend, "If you think this is bad, just wait till you see him with burgers." He casually explains, before turning his gaze once again on me. "Now then, I don't believe you two have met yet have you?", he says gesturing to the other girl who was sitting beside me.

I turn to look at her and stop dead in my tracks.

To say she was a stark contrast of Meghan would be an under statement. Her straight cut black hair, was a far cry from the wild locks of the platinum blonde beside her. She was at least a foot shorter than said blonde, and defiantly not even close to matching her in muscle mass, her almond brown eyes held a tired, intelligent look to them, where as Meghan's wide baby blues screamed energy and activity. Her soft, even toned skin being completely offset by the rough cut, bright white, and freckled girl beside her. Even her slightly baggy, dark coloured clothing was a complete change from her companions bright neon, form fitting attire.

I was speechless. Never before had I seen someone who was so completely opposite from another. They were from completely different worlds it seemed, a living, breathing example of perfect Ying and Yang.

A sharp jab to the shoulder tore me out of my thoughts. I look over to Adam, giving him a questioning look.

"Ummm Alex?" he whispers quietly.

"Yes?" I respond, confused as to his actions.

"You were staring" he explains quietly.

"Ah" I reply quickly, embarrassment flooding my face.

"Sooo, ummm, Yes, sorry" I stutter, shaking my head slightly to get my brain working again, before turning once again to the new girl.

"No I don't believe we have met." I state with slightly more confidence, extending my hand. "Name's Alex, I'm a friend of Adams and Meghan."

The girl timidly raises her hand to shake mine, smiling slightly at me, "Rachael, I'm an class mate of Meghan's." she replies, her voice containing a small oriental accent.

"She is also going to be my new assistant at the shelter" Meghan adds in with a big smile, Rachael raising a confused eye brow in her direction.

She shakes her head a little at that statement before replying. "I am applying for the position, I don't know if I will get it though" she replies quietly. Looking down at the table in an attempt to force the conversation away from herself.

Meghan of course ignored the action, while proceeded to draw as much attention to her as humanly possible.

"You have the top marks in the class, my dad just Happens to own the shelter, and you are the only one applying who has qualifications outside of just this class. You can consider that job good as your" she replayed loudly, watching as several people from various other tables turned to see what the commotion was about. Her wide trade mark grin plastered onto her face as she relished in the attention currently being given to her.

Rachael, mean while was busy giving her a look of distain at the statement, clearly not comfortable with all the attention she was receiving from Meghan's comments. Her body slowly slouching down, trying to escape from the many eyes that now started at her.

Adam was very quick to notice her discomfort though, and gave Meghan a quick jab to the side of her stomach, alighting a rather loud squeal from her. All eyes snapped back to the attentive blond as she turned and started to give him a look so murderous, even I started to shy away from her.

Adam however was prepared for this, as he quickly leaned forward and gave her a quick kiss right on the lips, the display punctuated by the quick wink he gave her as he pulled away, and the look of sheer surprise on the now flushed face blonde.

Roles were now reversed. It was now Meghan's turn to slowly sink down in her chair. With all control of the situation lost, her cheeks flush with embarrassment, and all manner of cat calls and adorable whistles being aimed in her direction, I watch as her body, seeking an escape from the situation at hand, slowly started to slip down towards the floor.

Fortunately for her though, she didn't have to wait long for the teasing to end. With the "crisis" now averted, the other tables quickly get bored and go back to their original conversations, leaving us once again to our own devices.

Rachael gives Adam a timid smile in thanks, to which he responds with a smile and a knowing nod. He then slowly reaches over to his still flustered, and frustrated girl friend, and pulls her into a large "please forgive me" hug. Though I suspect he wont be out of the dog house for a while yet after this little stunt.

Turning to him as he slowly pulls Meghan back up into sitting position, I ask, "So how did you,"

"Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!"

I let out a large sigh, the lunch bell cutting through any and all questions I had, while forcing myself and the group to begin to pack up and head out to our next class, least we all end up late like Adam and I did this morning.

Finishing clearing off the table and fully packing up all of our supplies, we quickly make out way into the congested hallway, before splitting up to go in our separate directions.

Adam gives Meghan a parting kiss, Rachael gives a small wave in departure from us, and I myself simply shout a loud "later" to the departing group, before letting the sea of people carry me away, and towards my next class.

The events of the lunch hour replaying slowly in my mind.