So I know that I have other stories that I need to finish, but the idea has been sitting in my head for a while now and I figured it was time for me to finally write it. Also, this helps me procrastinate doing my homework. Haha.

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or any of its characters. They belong to their rightful
owners. I am writing this for fun and am not looking to steal James Patterson's work. :)

Chapter 1: Getting Rid of Me

Max POV:

"Why do I have to go?" I whined for the hundredth time from the back seat of the car. For some reason my mum thought it was a good idea for me to go to boarding school. She said I was getting into trouble too much. It's not my fault. Teachers made me uncomfortable and they did nothing to fix the situation. They just decided that every little thing I did that wasn't strictly allowed deserved detention. Though I must admit, setting the food technology class on fire, while not intentional, probably didn't help the situation. I had merely intended to heat some oil. It's not my fault I was in that class. My mum thought that it might help to improve my cooking skills. She obviously didn't understand that they were beyond help.

"You have to go because this is the only other choice we have. Do you want to be a high school drop out?" I huffed at her annoyed tone. "It wouldn't be so bad if I knew at least one other person who was going to this stupid school. What's it called again?" Typical of my mum. She managed to find the one school that I don't think anyone has ever heard of. "Victoriana International School for Troubled Youth." I scoffed. "What kind of name is that?" Mum rolled her eyes at me through the rear-view window.

"Stop your complaining. Do you want anything to eat before I drop you off?" I heard Ella giggle from the front seat. Oh yea, did I forget to mention my sister was in the car. She thought it was hilarious that I had to go to boarding school. Even though I know it was something she'd always wanted to do. "Of course she does Mum." I sent a not-so-serious glare at the back of her head. "I can speak for myself. Yes I want food. I always want food. You're sending me to a place that is most likely devoid of junk food. How could you be so cruel?" Mum shook her head at me.

"I'm not getting out." We'd been parked outside this dreaded school for the past fifteen minutes and I still hadn't moved from my seat. My bags were already piled on the ground outside of the car. I refused to join them. "Max, you're making a scene." I ignored the harsh tone of her voice and turned to face Ella. "Oh no. You're not dragging me into this. Get out of the car. Go. You need to find your room." I looked away from her.

Did they not even want me around anymore? Was this their way of trying to get rid of me? My mum adopted me seven years ago, when I was nine. Now I was sixteen. I still felt like I didn't quite belong.

"Fine. I'm going. Don't expect me to dance my way up the front steps." I muttered, finally stepping out of the car.

Mum and Ella stayed with me just as long as it took to find the door to my room. I hadn't even knocked on it for my roommate before they were speeding off down the hall. "Good bye to you too." I muttered to myself, a little sad that they didn't even think I cared enough to want a good bye.

After standing there awkwardly for a few seconds I managed to summon up the courage to knock on the door. I heard shuffling behind the door. As the door opened I came face to face with the most attractive guy I had ever seen. His deep obsidian eyes stared into my soul.

"Fang, who's at the door?" I heard a female voice call out.

Okay, it seems like forever since I started to write a new fanfiction. I hope you guys like it. I plan on updating this regularly if I get good feedback from you guys. See you in the next chapter!

~eternalreader62