Okay, I'll admit to you guys, I haven't quite involved my readers enough, have I? And I know, some of you have been with me since I first made this, which wasn't that long ago but still!

Anyway, so where I'm going is this. Its a contest. If you'd like to participate please write a review with the information requested or PM me. Soooo, the prize is that a character (I'll privately chat with you about who and how the character is made) you make up or from the Maximum Ride books will be put in the story. Hell, you could be in the story, you could be like Iggy's girlfriend or something. *Girls if you want to be Iggy's boyfriend please do not kill the competition for this contest, Iggy is always single, he blew up his last girlfriend*- How the contest works is I want you to leave a review of your least favorite character from Maximum Ride books. If it is a character that I detest too then you and I get to share something in common and you might also win, if it is a character I love, then I'll grump about how you have problems.

I sat down at lunch. Watching Sam from the corner of my eye, he had been avoiding me all day. I heard a clank and I looked up from my food to find he was sitting next to me, tangling his feet in mine.

"Ahh, I see, ditch me then flirt, do that to your last girlfriend too?" I asked.

"We've been over this, I didn't have a girl friend before and also, you have to realize everytime I'm around you I somehow manage to get hurt," He said looking at his feet.

"Operator error," I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Oh, I'm so sure." He stuck his tongue out back at me. I jokingly reached over to punch his arm but he dodged and I fell onto him, my lips landing directly on his, but shoving him back at the same time. We were kissing. On. The. Lunch. Room. Floor.

"DETENTION." Were the last words I heard before I was shoved in a dark room.

"Holy shit, Fang and that girl were swallowing each other but we get detention for accidently kissing. It makes so much sense."

"Fang, Fang, Fang. Can't we have one conversation without him?" Sam joked tugging my ear.

"Ha. ha. ha. very funny. You must think you're the class clown." I said.

"QUIET! Take your seats." I heard a stern voice say. Wait. I knew that stern voice.

"Shut up, Nudge." I said.

"You will call me Mrs. Nudge here." She responded.

"Who're you married to, 'Mrs. Nudge'?" I asked sarcastically.

"Lucifer. He says he's got a spot for people like you. Labed: Those who can't take a joke." Nudge said.

"HAHAHHA! No." I said.

That made them all laugh and I just scanned the room. There was one kid sitting off the the corner. Strawberry blonde hair... Attractive...ish... Muscular, wears barely noticeable glasses, and has one earring.

"Kid?" I called.

"Who're you calling kid, I'm in your grade!" He responded.

"Sure go unnoticed," I muttered and then turned to him, "What you in here for."

"Same thing I'm gonna be in for next week and the week on and so on. Setting off a bomb in the detention room."

"Wha-"

"Hit the deck!" He screamed and we all fell to the ground.

He laughed, "Just kidding you guys, I wouldn't actually do that to you-"

BOOM!

"I was bluffing." He said with a completely straight face. We all fell over laughing then heard footsteps.

"We need a code word for out that window." Iggy said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Cause we'll be in here next week too." He said.

"Okay..." I muttered, "Up, up and away!" I called and we all jumped out the window right as the teacher entered.

"WHAT THE-"