[New story tell me what you think! Just a preview! :]

Please Don't hate me! D: I know your mad but I've been grounded cause I got a detention. I'm still grounded too.. heh. heh. :D But I wrote this and I'm HOPING you like it. PLEASE if you like it add it to your favorites! [it's on my story list already]! This just came to my head. THIS IS A CROSSOVER!

Crossover stories:

House Of Night

and

Maximum Ride

The whole story will take place in the House of Night in Arizona. Maximum Ride is connected because she has wings! Just read and I will love you forever ever ever :D

AND LEXI! I'm still putting your name in the story no worries :D ;]

On with the preview.

The freezing night was dark with clouds covering every inch of the sky. No stars were able to be seen and by the looks of it no human could see anything there. The girl no one ever noticed was sitting on the swing. She hid under her jacket hood and ear plugs just hoping no one would see her. She dreaded every morning of high school just to be judged and pointed at. Either way their words meant nothing, for she couldn't hear them. She was so different then all of them. From her pale skin and bright teeth, to her light golden brown eyes and brownish red hair. Her body was wide and had muscle. Her chest not small but pretty big. Her stomach was flat and had outlines of her abs. Her curves where hidden under her jacket and band shirts. Her legs were long and somewhat muscular. Her skinny jean were always with her suspenders and three belts she always wore.

Her marks on her heart and skin caused by snobby kids and worn out family members. Her home so cold but heated with arguments. Her mother, the classic whore, and father, the loving one but was really gay. Only she knew her fathers truth. The truth was her life was a mess and she so easily fixed it together. Piece by piece, fight by fight. She worn her happy life to a dump to where she was an emotionless girl.

She sat at the swing looking at her note book. She drew on and on and wrote poems of the sad stories her life brought her. Her cell phone vibrated. She hissed under her breath as she saw who messaged her, Ms. Snobby Rich Bitch. She thought of ignoring it, probably just another threat, but read anyways. She pressed her =thumb on the screen of her phone. The message she already knew what would said had stated exactly what she had thought of before.

Ur such a loner U FREAK LoL

She sighed. She didn't message her back or cry in agony that the popular hates her. She didn't go to school the next day a punch like she has so many times. She didn't weep over the emotional pains either. No. Instead she took off her jacket and let loose her wings but rejected them back into her skin as she saw someone leaning against the large oak tree not only seven feet away. He looked pale and had a Sapphire-blue crescent moon in the middle of his forehead. He was skinny and looked, well, undead. His face shone no emotion as he spoke words that sounded rich and old. " Roza De Lith! Night had chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; hearken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits you at the House Of Night." He pointed to her forehead and she almost screamed. She had never felt so much pain in her life. She started to get dizzy and soon feel to the ground unconscious.

I hope you guys liked it :] Tell me what you think by reviewing and I will write more! :D