"I cannot believe you are making me do this!" I whined as Ella pulled me out of my bed.

"Everyone else in the Flock agreed to it," she repeated for the tenth time. She swung open our closet and tossed my uniform on my bed.

"Filthy traitors!" I screamed out the door.

"Get over it!" I heard Fang call from the kitchen. He was the worst. He knew how much I hated this. But that didn't stop him from asking everyone else about it behind my back. Jerk.

"Come on Max!" Nudge cried racing into the room I shared with Ella. "We're going to be late!"

"I don't care!" I flopped onto my bed, burying my face into the pillow.

There was no way they were going to make me, Maximum Ride, go to school. Me. Go to school. I would have laughed if you had told me this three months ago. Yet, here I am, being forced out of bed, to go to school. I felt someone plop onto my back and begin poking the back my head.

"Angel! Get off!"

"Alright! Jeez, grumpy pants."

I turned to glare at her. She had her uniform on, a navy and white plaid skirt that came to her knees and a navy polo. Her blonde hair fell past her shoulders; her large blue eyes looked excited and pleased. Just behind her was Nudge, hands on her hips, giving me a not so affective death glare. She was wearing a white blouse and a solid navy skirt. Ella, who was still trying to find my uniform, was wearing the same thing.

"Let's go, guys!" I heard my mom call from downstairs. "You don't want to be late!"

Yes, we do! Why do I have to go to school with a bunch of snobs, not counting Ella and her friends. I bet that the entire school is filled with boneheaded jocks and a bunch of cheerleading bi-

"STOP MAX!" Angel cried covering her ears. Oh, right. Mind reader. Whoops.

"Come on Max, you'll be fine." Ella said pulling me out of bed, again, and hugged me. "It's not that bad. Plus anyway, you have the Flock, you have me, and you have the girls."

I couldn't help smiling. I guess it was okay then. Of course I would have my flock, and then I have my sister and her friends.

"Fine," I grumbled. Nudge sighed in relief and shoved my uniform in my arms.

"Finally! Now go get changed! I cannot wait until school begins! I hope it will be like when we were with Anne, except we're not with Anne and I guess there won't be any Erasers or Maxes. Ohmigosh! I cannot take another Max clone! And I thought one was bad! But then when the second one came and took her place, I didn't know, but-"

"Nudge! Shut up!" Iggy moaned walking into our room, Fang and the Gasman not too far behind. "You've been going on since you've woken up! Just shut the hell up already."

The boys were wearing white dress shirts and a pair of black slacks. Gazzy had decided to comb his hair, thank God, and had his backpack slung over his shoulder. Iggy also had his backpack and had decided that he shouldn't bother with his hair and had left it messy. And Fang. He had his sweater slung over his shoulder, his hair nice and short after Mom took him to the barbers. Now, instead of hanging half-way to his shoulders, it was cut nice and short, his bangs barely brushing his dark eyes. He must have felt me looking at him, because he glanced at me and gave me a wink. I looked away quickly, feeling the heat creep to my face.

"I'm excited." Nudge pouted crossing her arms. Fang rolled his eyes and turned look at me closely. He looked me up and down quickly, before giving me a look.

"What?"

"You're still not changed."

"Really? Thank you Captain Obvious."

"You're welcome, Lutenit Sarcasm." He replied coolly. Ugh! I hated when he did that!

"She was on her way now." Ella said grabbing my hand and hauling me into the bathroom.

"Umm…. I can get dressed myself, thanks." I mumbled.

"Maybe, but you can't do your hair and make-up that's for sure."

I groaned. There was no point in fighting. I gave up and let her attack me with her mascara. There was no escaping it. I was going to school.