Don't own Maximum ride, James Patterson does. WARNING: I don't know Dylan's last name, I thought it was Guther-Hagen. Please tell me in a review or PM what it is. Thanks!

January ten
Max POV

As soon as Lissa left and Dylan walked over, I knew everthing was going to go downhill.

"Do I know you?" He asked, smiling a smile that would make any girl swoon, but I felt like puking up my lunch. On reflex, I brought my bag closer to me, just in case he decided to steal it.

When Fang saw me possessively grab my bag, his eyebrows shot up.

"You look a little familiar..." Fang held out his hand and Dylan shook it.

"I know Maxy." He smirked.

There. Right there. That had been my nickname he would call me when he took my lunch or pushed me around. Fang 's face slowly changed from friendliness to realization.

"Dylan Guther-Hagen?"

"In the flesh." Dylan laid back in his chair and crossed his arms.

"You-but-Max's lunch?" Ella knew all about his bullying.

"Um yeah, but I've changed." He assured her.

Nudge's dreamy look changed to a hard mask. "Leave."

"I'm different though!" Dylan protested.

Iggy was about to get up when BAM! Fang's fist flew out of no where and hit Dylan squarely on the nose.

"Don't even talk to my girlfriend." He growled.

Dylan sneered while holding his bleeding nose, and left the cafeteria. The room was silent, then all chatter started again, as if nothing had happened. Stuff like this happen all the time here.

"Fang!" I was shocked.

"What?" He shrugged. "He's an assh-"

"Fang?!" Lissa came running, towing a confused Sam behind her. "What was that?"

"That was Dylan." I said flatly.

"Dylan who?" She asked.

"Guther-Hagen." Nudge piped up.

"That asshole!" Lissa cried out. Students from the surrounding tables gave her dirty looks. As if they haven't heard worse.

"He's gone now." Fang said smugly.

"Thanks Fang." I laughed. We all talked and Dylan had flown out of our heads. For the mean time.

After school

"Hey Max, want to come to the mall with me?" Lissa asked as we walked home. She was supposed to help me with math, but it seemed she had other ideas.

"Um, can't math homework isn't going to get finished by itself." I kicked a pebble that was on the path.

"Come on Max!" Lissa pushed. "I'll treat you to pizza at the food court."

"...I'm driving. I always think we're going to die when you drive."

"Thanks so much for the pizza Liss. Why did you want to go to the mall anywa-oh."

"Oh what?" Lissa stopped drinking her ice tea. "What is it?"

"You planned this!" I pointed across the food court to where a blonde guy was talking with some other guys.

"What?! No! I just wanted to buy these awesome pumps!" Lissa protested as she kicked her foot out and showed me her purple pumps. "I swear! Oh god hide me." She ducked behind me as Sam looked over.

"Lissa? Is this a cru-"

"Max. Shut up and I'll give you twenty dollars to get me out of here without him seeing."

"Um, why don't you want to see him?" I was confused.

"Because-because, I'm scared. I don't want to talk to him."

"Okaaaaay, um..." I looked around. "OMIGOSH IT'S A TSUNAMI!" I pointed behind Sam and his friends. Even though there couldn't possibly be a tsunami here, people still turned and looked. Including Sam.

"Gogogo!" I pushed Lissa and all her purchases out of the food court.

"Really? A tsunami?" Lissa asked as we drove away.

"What? I was pressed for time! And I'll have that twenty dollars." I held out my hand, and grinned as she sighed and slapped the money into my hand.

"Thanks."

I'm so sorry these chapters seem bad and rushed. These are fillers for um, something big.

Reviews are appreciated and Josh will sing for some.

"When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear, I'd never guess how we ever could have gotten here! You can say what you say when the lights go down..."