Hey Guys! Sorry it took SO long to update...I was on my trip, then I had band, and school and I still have band and school but I wrote a chapter somewhere in the midst. I also got a beta...Woot Woot. We were still getting used to having/being a beta I geuss. Anyway. I hope this chapter is amazing and you guys love it.

Disclaimer *Im not some old PMS dude who can't write a good book that the fans want cough Angel cough!*

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MPOV

I looked up to be met by a pair of beautiful dark, dark brown, almost black eyes staring into my disgusting barfed up chocolate colored eyes. Everyone else in the cafeteria…was still there. You thought I was going to say they disappeared, that the mysterious stranger and I ran away together and we lived happily ever after? Fairy tales do not exist in the real world, wake up people!

"Who are you?" I asked. My manners have run out for the day. Please enter 3 more chocolate chip cookies for a semi-polite Max.

"Who are you? And why are you sitting in my seat?" I turned and looked at the seat I was sitting in. It was black, while all the other chairs were blue.

"I asked first. I don't see your name on this chair and even if it is on here…get over it!" Ella reached over JJ and smacked me on the back of my head.

"Max, this is my old best friend Nick. Nick this was my new best friend until she replaced me because I made fun of Skippy…" Iggy broke all the tension. Nick took a seat next to Gazzy.

"Skippy sounds like a fat squirrel's name," Nick stated, loosening his glare on me and poking his mystery meat. I smiled at him. He seemed cool.

"NOT YOU TOO MAN! Is the world coming to an end? Why? WHY ME?" Iggy screamed out. Now, the whole cafeteria was looking over here. I stood up and whistled to get them to stop talking and snapped my fingers before making a 'shoo fly' gesture. Everyone turned their heads away and resumed eating. Wow, they're an obedient bunch.

"Why did Iggy have a drama queen moment?" Gazzy asked looking at Iggy like he was infected or something.

"Who is Iggy?" Fang asked looking quite confused.

"Gazzy, Iggy flipped because I named a fat squirrel Skippy and everyone is agreeing with me that Skippy sounds like a fat squirrel name. To answer your question, Nick, Iggy is Jeff. I have given everyone nicknames, awesome nicknames. Iggy (points to Jeff) Gazzy (points) Nudge (You get the picture) JJ, and Angel. That's Ella; she's my sister and doesn't get a cool nickname." I feel like I have just channeled Nudge. Everyone was staring mouths wide open except the Motor Mouth herself.

The bell suddenly rang signaling the end of lunch. We all stand up before simultaneously asking who has choir next. Me, Iggy and Ella die laughing, while the rest of them just chuckle.

"Wait. JJ, I thought you were in the marching band?" I asked curiously,

"Can't I do both? I think it adds on to my complete package deal," She replied smirking. We both quickly laugh before continuing with the group.

Soon enough we came upon some double doors with a sign over head that read 'Choir Room' in graffiti letters. Our group walked in and took a seat at the back. No we are not loners. We are just so amazing that everyone crowds us…well they crowd Fang and Iggy, but you know…whatever.

Mr. Solomon took roll call before jumping straight into auditions. He said he would take volunteers before picking at random. He also told us duets were no longer allowed. There goes Ella's plans…I ran through some songs in my head, so I would be prepared when I was called on.

Everyone raised their hands eagerly, except our little group.

"I have changed my mind. No volunteers. I'll start to pick," Mr. Solomon seems very indecisive. He of course picked from our group because we didn't volunteer. JJ was up first, and sang 'Hello' by Martin Solveig and Dragonette. She was pretty good. Next, was Angel (Do you believe in Magic), Gazzy (American Idiot), Nudge (My life would suck without you), Iggy (Check yes Juliet), Nick (Know your Enemy), and Ella (Follow me down).

Finally, my turn arrived. I've never sung in front of anybody before. My knee was shaking like crazy. Ella gave my hand a tight squeeze. I jumped down the risers and onto the stage.

"Hey. I am Maximum Ride. Call me Max; I'm going to sing a song I wrote." I took a seat at the piano and began playing.

She gave it her best,
she tried to fit in,
she tried to be cool,
but she never could win.
Her mom says she's great,

the kids think she's weird,
honestly she wished she could disappear.

Why you try, try to be like the rest of them,
when you know there's so much more within.
There's only one you,
Here's what ya' gotta do.

Whoa, whoa...
Anytime you feel alone, put on your headphones.
Love, love's coming through your headphones.
Anytime you feel alone, put on your headphones.
Love, love's coming through your headphones.
L-o-o-ove is coming through your headphones;
L-o-o-ove is coming through your headphones.

He gets in his car,
He falls apart.
It came to an end,
and now it's breaking his heart.
He wants to give up,
Wants to try again,
honestly he doesn't know what he's feeling.

Hey, you might not see it with your eyes,
but keep your head up to the sky.
The sun is coming through,
here's what you gotta do.

Whoa, whoa...
Anytime you feel alone, put on your headphones.
Love, love's coming through your headphones.

Anytime you feel alone, put on your headphones.
Love, love's coming through your headphones,
L-o-o-ove is coming through your headphones,
L-o-o-ove is coming through your headphones.

So keep your head up high and dust off your shoulders,
It's alright, no, it's not over.
Love is here, it came to dry up all your tears.
Oh, can you feel it?
Gotta believe it, gotta see it,
by your side in the middle of the night.
So keep your head up high and the dust off your shoulders.
It's alright, no it's not over,

Whoa, whoa...
Anytime you feel alone, put on your headphones.
Love, love's coming through your headphones,
anytime you feel alone, put on your headphones.
Love, love's coming through your headphones,
L-o-o-ove is coming through your headphones,
L-o-o-ove is coming through your headphones.

So keep your head up high and dust off your shoulders,
coming through your headphones.
So keep your head up high and dust off your shoulders,
coming through your headphones.

Twinkle, twinkle in your eye,
Listen to this lullaby.
The sun is shining in the sky;
I see love it's in your eyes.

This aint' the first time you felt like this,
this ain't the first time, this ain't the first time,
this ain't the last time you'll feel like this.
But it'll be fine,
if you can just, smile…

How was it? Awesome? Terrible? Do you wanna barph it was so awesome/terrible? Review and tell me! A special THANKS to my new amazing beta MaximumRideFanAddict. Be Sure and go check out some of her awesome stories and Review and tell her how awesome she is for helping me with my story. DO IT!

ecritchie- Aww that so made my day!

ReFlEcTiOn182- I'm sorry I got you in trouble. I shall have no DylanxMax in this story and if I ever do Mylan, it won't be Dylan and Max. Terrible combo. And yea, Fang's in choir.

Question for you guys that me and MaximumRideFanAddict were discussing, due to my threatening review.

1) Is green sausage life threatening (google doesn't know) and 2) If Chuck Norris can do everything, what does he do for a living.

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