Alright, I'm just going to get this over with. The story and the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, or any of it's characters, nor do I own any of the songs. However, I do own the characters and songs I make up.

Story things

There are going to be a few age changes. Fang is 15 and a Sophomore, Max is 14 and a Sophomore, Nudge is 14 and a Freshman, Angel is 3, Gazzy is 14 and a Freshman, Iggy is 14 and a Sophomore, and Dylan is 15 and a Sophomore.

Chapter 1: Yo!

All right, this is stupid, yeah, I know, but I don't care. My name is Nick Ride. I prefer my nickname, Fang, though. It's more like me than 'Nick Ride'. I'm 15 and in 10th grade. I'm 6' 2", I guess tall for my age and I'm stronger than normal. I'm not saying that I'm the freaking Incredible Hulk, but I would say that I'm bulkier than most(not too creepily bulky though). I have very, very dark brown hair - black - I'm a pretty quiet kid from the outside, but on the inside I talk too much. Yes, I constantly think to myself I think too much. Yeah, whatever. In all honesty, I think that should be enough about my physical looks, but now it's time to go on to why I'm writing this.

First off, I really don't want to be doing this. I just want to go to bed. However, I can't until I'm done writing this. You see, my mom and step-dad(just wanted to clarify that, even though I think of him more as my dad than my dad) decided it was a good idea to type up some of the stuff that's been going on in my life. To tell you the truth, not much has been going on. It's strange, really. I'm the running-back for my football team, tall for my age, I've got the hottest girl in my school on my tail 24/7, I box and I'm tall, dark and handsome, as my best friend used to say. My best friend was a girl, so don't give me any crap! Yeah, anyway, I live in a decently sized town... thing. I don't know what to call it. It's not small, but it's not medium-sized either... whatever. The 'town thing' is called Sauk Rapids. I live in Minnesota. Wait, before you say anything about hockey or fishing, allow me to start telling you about my day now.

"Yo, Fang! What are you doing! We're supposed to be on right now!" Matt said frantically, grabbing my wrist and trying to pull me onto the stage. We hadn't preformed sense last year and we were all pretty nervous. Oh yeah, we're in a band. woo. You see, that sentence wasn't even capitalized because I was so excited!...

I yanked my wrist from his hand, "I'll be right there, man. Hold on."

I walked over to the desk and chair they had set up for the performers and picked up the mic. I heard my brother, Iggy, start the opening for a new song Ray-Rey and I had written, "What I've Done."

Right as the Guitar started, I yelled "Good Evening Sauk Rapids/Rice Middle School!" and I had gotten loud cheers in return. Dang. It's been just a year sense we preformed, and I'm already not used to all the people. It's not even that much either! I thought frustratedly.

The guitar started to die-down. All right Fang. You got this. I thought, giving myself a mental pep-talk. Remember, you are Nicholas Ride, as much as you hate that name. You have only written five songs this year, and this is the first time you're going to preform any of them. Heck, this is the first time you're going to preform anything that requires more than just talent. At least you only are allowed to do one song, so you won't melt under the pressure. People are finally going to see that I'm not just all talent this year, now I'm all skill. This is it. Whoa... MJ moment there. We will miss you, Micheal Jackson...

(A/N. Fang, Matt. What I've Done By Linkin Park)

In this farewell

There's no blood

There's no alibi

'Cause I've Drawn Regret

From the truth

Of a Thousand Lies

There was a large amount of "Woots" coming from the crowd. Well, I have the guys approval. Let's see if I can't get the girls.

So let Mercy Come

And Wash Away

What I've Done

I'll face myself

To cross out what I've become

Erase Myself

And let go of what I've done

After finishing the chorus, I hear some high-pitched screams. Looks like I got the girls attention. And the gay guy that's in almost all my classes. Ew. Maybe I should've just remained all talent...

Put to rest what you thought of me

While I clean this slate

With the hands of uncertainty

I had everyone's attention except... I couldn't think of her name, so I just started to randomly guess. Her name is Maximum Martinee(wait... isn't that a fish...)! I thought. Max Martineza? Oh, that's right, Maxine Martinez! She was(still is) really pretty, but for some reason she hated me. Every sense the 7th grade. But in all honesty I didn't really care if I had her approval as a singer. As long as everyone else liked me, I was all right.

So let mercy come

And wash away

What I've done

I'll face myself

To cross out what I've become

Erase myself

And let go of what I've done

For what I've done

I start again

And whatever pain may come

Today this ends

I'm forgiving what I've done

I'll face myself

To cross out what I've become

Erase Myself

And let go of what I've done (Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na)

What I've done (Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na)

Forgiving what I've done

Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na

I looked back at my musical friends, and gave them a signal to step up on the stage like we had planned. I introduced myself first.

"What's up Sauk Rapids/Rice High-school!" I yelled into the mic. I got booming cheers from the crowd in response. Huh, guess they like our song. I thought confidently.

"We all just wanted to introduce ourselves before we step down from the stage and give the spotlight to all the other great talent in this school!" I said, raising my voice at the ending. Another large amount of cheers came from the mouths of my peers. Nerd moment.

"First off, I'm Nick Ride, although most of you know me as Fang. I am the lead singer, and the main song writer." I said, and handed the mic to Matt.

Matt is a skinny kid white kid. He has long brown hair that reaches past his eyes(by the way, they're brown). He's energetic and often immature. But he's cool, and is one of my best friends. He's in the 10th grade with me.

"Hello all, my name is Matt Washington, and I play the electric-guitar and I sing back-round." Matt said, then handed the mic to Darryl Jones.

Darryl is black. Not black-black, but black. You know, African American. He's a normal sized kid for his age. Darryl is 16 and he's around 5'10. He's athletic, but doesn't really like to be in sports at school. He's kind of a shy dude. Darryl is my best friend and is in 11th grade. He has a short haircut and a faded goatee.

"Sup Sauk Rapids/Rice!" he got the whole crowd to cheer again. He chuckles, and said "I'm Darryl Jones, and I'm the drummer." he then handed the mic to Iggy.

Iggy is my brother. Although he's related to me, we look nothing alike. He's tall like me(6' 2" also), but his skin is more pale. He has cloudy blue eyes and strawberry-blond hair. He takes more after my mom. He's very smart and talented at most stuff. He was conceived a month after I was born. I don't even want to know why that happened, but it did. Iggy skipped a grade to be in the same grade as me. Yes, he's just that smart. Iggy often makes sex jokes and rants about how Dad is always eating the bacon. Oh, and he's blind too.

"Hello everyone! My name is Irving Ride, but I'm better know as Iggy. And I'm the blind keyboardist!" he yelled into the mic, then handed it to Kirk.

Kirk. Kirk is... Kirk. Kirk has short, spiked blond hair with black tips on each of the hair spikes. He's very fast and has some sort of a build. It's not average, but it's not huge. He's also kind of a punk, but he's a good friend of Matt, so yeah. Together those two tend to drive me and Ray crazy.

"Hi everybody! I'm Kirk Woodstrum, the unknown presence," people just starred at him strangely. He smirked and said, "The Base!" Kirk said cheerfully. Everyone had begun to laugh. He smiled and handing-off the mic to Ray.

Ray is... ghetto. Not much more to say... He's African American. He's very light-skinned in comparison to most others. However, he's got enough stereo-typical black guy to go around. He's an average height for being a 16-year-old - 5' 9". He has clearly brown eyes. Me, Darryl and him are best friends.

"Sup Y'all! I'm Ray Grey, but you all know me as Ray-Rey! I am the Rapper, Manager, and the secondary song writer," Ray-Rey said enthusiastically, as he handed the mic to Nudge, kissing her on the cheek.

Monique. Mo. Mo-Mo. Moni. Whatever you want to call her. She has so many mini-names that we call her. However, she only has one nickname, Nudge. She talks too much and you have to nudge her to make her stop. She's pretty, I'm not gonna lie. However, I don't have my eye on her I guess you could say. She's Darryl's sister and Ray-Rey's girlfriend. Darryl tends to be overprotective of her at times, but it's for the best. She has long semi-curled hair, and dark brown eyes. She is African-American.

"Hi everybody!" she waved to the crowd. "I'm Monique Wilson and I am the female lead, assistant manager, and I play the acoustic guitar when it's needed" she says waving to the crowd one last time. She handed the mic to her sister, Alicia, next.

Alicia is Monique and Darryl's half-sister. She has kind of an attitude, but if she didn't have it, she'd be lost. She looks almost identical to Monique, even though they are only really half siblings. She doesn't share most of the talents that Nudge has, but when it comes to singing, that's one thing that they can share as a mutual talent. She's in 8th grade, thus being the youngest in our group.

"What is up New York City!" She yelled into the mic. She giggled a bit and said, "Sorry I just always wanted to say that. Anyway, I'm Alicia Wilson, and I'm the female back-round and I play the electric-guitar." she said, and gave the mic to the last person in are band.

"What's up! I'm Gazzy A.K.A. the Gasman! I can replace any of these guys if they couldn't preform, I'm the tech guy behind the stage, and the DJ. I also come out here and sing if I need to. You might be seeing me more as we progress as a band!" Gazzy said running through everything he did quickly.

Gazzy had spiked blond hair, blue eyes, he's kind of short, a average build. He tends to fart a lot, and it's pretty bad when he does, thus, the nicknames Gasman and Gazzy. His real name is Gabriel, but he'll never tell you that.

We all then gathered around so they could hear us all say are band name.

"Yo Sauk Rapids/Rice High-school! We're are the band that is going to rock your world, The Flock!" we all said in unison. Lame, we know, but whatever.

The crowd cheers... except Maxine. Hm. I figured I'd have to ask her why...