GUYYYYSSSSS. I love you, and i haven't had time to update, I've been in court (Don't worry, i didn't kill anyone, its for my mom and i had to testify) and I've been sick. hope you like it? ohh and I brought someone back from the dead to do the disclaimer.

Dylan: Yeah, still mad about you killing me.

Me: shut up and drink this Powerade.

Dylan: Why?

Me: Cause I don't want it anymore.

Dylan: Okay. *Drinks it*

Me: Okay, do the disclamer please.

Dylan: *singing*I GOTT THE POWERRRR! haha sorry, just had to. Anyways, Ashlin doesn't own MR, and I'm glad she doesn't, or I'd be dead.

Me:Shuddup. on with the story(:

Max's POV

I suddenly remembered what happened and pushed Fang away.

"What the hell? you just killed someone I knew, and kidnapped me, and now you think we can just makeout."

"You kissed back,"

"I wasn't thinking,"

"Nice excuse,"

"It wasn't one," I said, standing and pushing him out the door. I turned around and locked it.

"You know, I can break in at anytime I want, right?" He said from the other side of the door. I could literally see him smirking from the other side.

I smirked and grabbed a random chair in the corner, proping it up against the door.

"I think not," I smirked, and sat down on the bed.

I sat there and thought of what happened in the past day. Dylan was dead, which got him off my back, but strangely, I was going to miss being hit on all the time. Dylan was one of those "I'm going to annoy the crap out of you, and even when i'm annoying you, your still going to love me." people.

Dylan, no matter how annoying, was one of the only people who could make me smile. And I mean actually smile. Now, I know what your thinking, "Oh, so you have a crush on him?" Well, no. But I had known him all my life. He was always my best friend, From playing in the sandbox, to him standing up for me in middle school when I was being picked on. We were best friends up until highschool...

*Flashback*

"Dylan? you home?" I asked, walking into the house. I never knocked or anything, his parents where never home, so he didn't really care.

"Max? w-what are you doing heree?" He asked.

"I always come over? We're best friends Dylan.." I said, obviously confused.

I looked at Dylans face, he looked really nervous.

"Dyl? Dylan whats wrong?" I asked.

He shook his head and lead me to the couch, and sat me down.

"We can't be friends," he whispered

"What?" I said, a little harsh.

"We. Can't. Be. Friends." He spat, through gritted teeth.

"And why not?"

"Because my crew doesn't approve of you,"

"YOUR CREW? WHAT FUCKING CREW DYLAN?" I screamed. I mean,really, picking some stupid crew over his best friend.

"MY NEW CREW. I NEED SOMEONE ELSE TO HANGOUT WITH, NOT JUST YOU! AND I JUST DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND ANYMORE OKAY?" He yelled back.

"Why?" I whispered. "Why can't we stay friends?"

"Because this crew is to dangerous,and so are all the other crews. I don't want you to get hurt," he said and before I could answer, a few people came in.

"Man, I thought we said no hanging out with her. I mean, if you wanted to fuck her, you could've just told us. We wouldn't have minded, I mean, we would have left you alone. But free porn would be nice, So if one of these days you decide to fuck eachother, let me know. I'll be here with the popcorn and-"

"Devin! Man shut the fuck up. she needs to go, dude. We gotta deal with Fang's crew."

Fang? what the fuck?

"Whatever. I'm out. And done with this shit Dylan. Call me when you want your best friend back."

I walked out the door and down the sidewalk.

*End of Flashback*

I guess I had heard the name Fang before. But oh well. And if you where wondering, I never got that call. Thats when me and Dylan became kinda sorta enemys. And thats when he decided he wanted me.

I just couldn't believe he was gone. Dead. My best friend was dead and I didn't try to help him. And thats when it happened. I, Maximum Ride, who has never shed a tear in her life, Cried.

I cried for Dylan, all emotions in me poured out, The ones for my Mom, who passed when I was little, The ones for my brothers and sisters, Who I hardly ever get to see because of my dad's bad choices. For being kidnapped. I sat on the bed and cried. I cried for hours before there was a small knock on the door.

"Max, it's Iggy, can I come in?"

"Is Fang with you?" I asked.

"Nope, just me, and some Spagettio's"

I smiled, Spagettio's where my favorite.

I went over to the door, moved the chair, and unlocked the door.

Iggy had a huge smile on his face, until he saw my tear stained cheeks.

"Hey,whats wrong, Max? I know being kidnapped isn't fun, but think of it this way, you get to spend time with the Iggster, and that, well, that is fun!"

I laughed, ACTUALLY laughed at what he said.

"That was partially what's wrong, but now that I get to hang out with the "Iggster" " I laughed saying his name," I think I might be alright."

"You wanna talk about it?" He asked.

"Maybe later," I replyed, locking the door and putting the chair back.

"You aren't going to rape me, are you? Cause I know I'm hot and all, but, no thanks Max,"

I laughed again.

"No, I just don't wanna see Fang,"

I hopped back on the bed with Iggy. For the rest of the night we just hung around and joked about stupid stuff. And thats when I realized it.

I had my best friend back, in another man's body, and I couldn't be happier.

Kayy, thats all. sorry it took so long and sorry its short but i kinda have to babysit now... bleckk. RnR?

Dylan: Don't do it! she killed me!

Me: it was for your own good. Now be quite or no more Powerade for you.

Dylan: Shutting up. I need the power. Read and Review people, Read and Review.