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I Whirled Around And Saw No One. No Psychotic Mad Scientists, Anyway. "jackpot, Max! Jackpot!" It Was Was Fang, And He Was Giggling Hysterically. For Those Of You Just Joining Us, Fang Doesn't Giggle. Especially Hysterically. So For A Second, This Seemed Like One Of The Weirder Dreams Of Recent Days.

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And Flock Rule Number Two Is, Don't Argue With Max Or You'll Live To Regret It." I Spun And Stomped Out To The Clearing, Turning Back For One Last Jab At Dylan. "and By The Way, You Clearly Don't Know Me Better Than Fang Does. Do You See Fang Arguing With Me? No, You Do Not." Fang Rolled His Eyes.

I Hung My Head, And I Felt Someone, Fang, Gather Me Gently To Him. My Cheek Rested On His Shoulder, And My Silent Tears Soaked His Torn Shirt.he Felt Warm And Strong And Heartbreakingly Familiar. And At That Moment, Not A Single Thing In My Life Was Certain, Strong, Or Whole. Nothing. Least Of All Fang.

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While Carefully Synchronizing Our Wings-they Almost Touched-fang Leaned In,gently Put One Hand Behind My Neck And Kissed Me.it Was Just About Close To Heaven I'll Ever Get,i Guess.i Closed My Eyes,lost In The Feeling Of Flying And Kissing And Being With The One Person In The World I Completely ,utterly Trusted.

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Guess They Forgot To Program Us With Any Respect For Authority." "well, I Have A Highly Developed Sense Of Irony.

I Do 30 To 40 Books A Year, So It's A Fair Amount Of Reading. Back And Forth Between Nonfiction And Fiction. I Usually Have Three Or Four Things That Are Open On My Desk, On My Bed, On Audiobook In The Car.

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Look, We're Trying To Explore Other Options To Your Retirement," The Whitecoat Said. "you Might Be Useful To Us In Other Ways." Because We're Not That Useful Dead,"nudge Said Thoughtfully. No," I Agreed. "well, Maybe As Doorstops." The Whitecat Made An "eew" Expression. Or Those Things In A Parking Lot That Show Where The Cars Should Stop," Suggested Iggy. He Closed His Eyes And Went Stiff, To Demonstrate What It Would Look Like. Also An Option.

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Sometimes When You're At Your Most Certain, That's When Everything You Know Is Wrong.

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Meaning What? We're Going To Pretend Nothing's Going On? That's Stupid. The Only Way To Deal With Any Of This Is To Get It Out In The Open." Have You Been Watching Oprah Again?

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He Gives My Hand A Tight Squeeze, But That Desperation, That Urgency Between Us Is Gone. No Insecurities. Max And Fang. Fang And Max. No Longer A Question. We Just Are.

What Are You Doing Here?” [ndr Prison] Selling Girl Scout Cookies,” I Said. “want Some? The Samoas Are Terrific.” (max Ii To Max)

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I Still Felt Like I Might Hurl, And I Thought About How Awful That Would Be In Midair.

It Was A Pretty Complete List. The Kind Of List One Makes When One Cannot Fall Asleep Because One's Thoughts Keep Swirling Through One's Brain Like A Bunch Of Sparrows On Crack.

Don't Ever Leave Me Again." -max I Won't. I Won't Not Ever." -fang

Does Anything On You Work Properly?" Asked Ter Borcht. "well, I Do Have A Highly Developed Sense Of Irony." Replied Iggy.

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Honesty Is Always Good, Except When It's Better To Lie.

The Instructor Stared At Me With Cold, Cut-me-no-slack Determination, Then Got Into A Fighting Stance, Holding One Hand Out, Beckoning Me. "i Saw That Movie Too!"i Said."it Was Like The Coolest Movie Of All-" He Launched Himself At Me. That Was When His Day Really Went Downhill.

There's Nothing More Annoying Than Cold Logic And Reason When You've Got A Good Fit Going.

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I Took A Bite Of Cookie And Chewed. “hmmm,” I Said, Trying Not To Spit Crumbs. “clear Vanilla Notes, Too-sweet Chocolate Chips, Distinct Flavor Of Brown Sugar. A Decent Cookie, Not Spectacular. Still, A Good-hearted Cookie, Not Pretentious.” I Turned To Fang. “what Say You?” “it’s Fine.” Some People Just Don’t Have What It Takes To Appreciate A Cookie.

Do We Have Any Chlorine? It Seems To Be Kind Of Explosive When Mixed With Other Stuff." "like What, Your Socks? No, We Don't Have Chlorine. No Swimming Pool.

The Hamster Called. He Wants His Home Back.

Have You Been Playing In Toxic Waste Lately?

You Know Things Have Gone Bad When Military Marches Pass For Pop Music.

Do You Like To Eat Things? -i Love Eating. I List It As A Hobby.

Well, It's Like I Have A Gps Inside Me," I Told Them. "one Of The Talking Ones. I Tell It Where I Want To Go, And It Tells Me, Go Twenty Miles, Turn Left, Take Exit Ninety-fourm And So One. It Can Be Pretty Bossy, Frankly. Their Eyes Widened. "really?" Said One. No You Idiot," I Said In Disgust. "i Don't Know How It Works. I Just Know It Has An Unfailing Ability To Point Me In The Opposite Direction Of A Bunch Of Boneheads.

I've Been Looking For You A Long Time, I Just Didn't Know It. But Now I Do.

I Love You, I Love Your Smile Your Snarl Your Grin, Your Face When Your Sleeping.i Love Your Hair Streaming Behind You As We Fly, With The Sunlight Making It Shine, If It Doesn't Have Too Much Mud Or Blood In It, I Love Seeing Your Wings Spreading Out, White And Brown And Tan And Speckled, And The Tiny Downy Feathers Right At The Top Of Your Shoulders. I Love Your Eyes, Whether They're Cold Or Calculating Or Suspicious Or Laughing Or Warm, Like When You Look At Me.

People Always Come Up To Me And Say, 'you Should Do Standup.' It's Nice To Discover Things About Yourself. That Keeps Everything Lively And Fun.

It's Always Refreshing To Meet Someone Crazier Than Us," I Said. "we Seem So Normal Afterward.

They Aren't The Brightest Crayons In The Box -max(saving The World And Other Extreme Sports)

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Our Parents Were A Test Tube And A Turkey Baster.

I Like James Patterson

I Vill Eat Nine Snikuhs Bahs Visout Bahfing

Yeah, Well, Asparagus Is Good For Me, But It Still Makes Me Want To Throw Up.

Right Now, America Looks Like A Fatheaded, Shortsighted, Gas-guzzling Arrogant Blowhard To The Rest Of The World.

Excuse Me? I'm Alive Too.

His Face Flushed, And I Felt Like Cheering. "yes," He Said Stiffly. "besides De Vings." "hmm. Besides De Vings." Nudge Tapped One Finger Against Her Chin. "um..." Her Face Brightened. "i Once Ate Nine Snickers Bars In One Sitting. Without Barfing. That Was A Record!" "hardly A Special Talent," Ter Borcht Said Witheringly. Nudge Was Offended. "yeah? Let's See You Do It." ... ... "i Vill Now Eat Nine Snickers Bars," Gazzy Said In A Perfect, Creepy Imitation Of Ter Borcht's Voice, "visout Bahfing."

Dear God," Said Nudge Under Her Breath, "i Want Real Parents. But I Want Them To Want Me Too. I Want Them To Love Me. I Already Love Them. Please See What You Can Do. Thanks Very Much. Love, Nudge." Okay, So I'm Not Saying We Were Pros At This Or Anything. (max Thoughts)

Dogs, Dogs, Go Away, Let Me Live Another Day.

Life Is Such A Miracle, A Series Of Small Miracles.it Really Is, If You Learn How To Look At It With The Right Perspective.

Why Can't You Just Get Out Of Here And Leave Me Alone?"i Bellowed. "i Can't!" Dylan Shouted Back,his Face Twisted With An Anger I'd Never Seen From Him. "you Can,"i Said Through Gritted Teeth."just Point Your Wings That Way And Flap!

Are You Fangalicious? -jess, A Random Blogger I Could Never Be As Fangalicious As You'd Want Me To Be.-fang

I Have A Number Of Writers I Work With Regularly. I Write An Outline For A Book. The Outlines Are Very Specific About What Each Scene Is Supposed To Accomplish.

That Machine Took My Money!' I Said. 'i Must Have Revenge!

You're Children. Don't You Want A Home, A Family?" "with, Like, Vitamin-fortified Cereal And Educational Television?

The Idea For Maximum Ride Come From The Earlier Books Of Mine Called When The Wind Blows And The Lake House, Which Also Feature A Character Named Max Who Escapes From A Quiet Despicable School. Most Of The Similarities End There. Max And The Other Kids In Maximum Ride Are Not The Same Max And Kids Featured In Those Two Books. Nor Do Frannie And Kit Play Any Part In Maximum Ride. I Hope You Enjoy The Ride Anyways.

I Remembered Something My First Partner Had Told Me. Never Wrestle With A Pig, Lindsay. You Both Get Dirty. The Pig Likes It.

An Unbearable Smug Look Came Over His Usually Impassive Face."uh-huh. You Just Keep Telling Youself That. You Looove Me." I Took A Swing At Him, But He Jumped Back Nimbly, And All I Did Was Jar My Left Arm, Making It Hurt. He Laughed At Me, Then Pointed At The Woods Ouside The Window."pick A Tree. I'll Go Carve Our Initials In It.

Angel?" I Said. "baby Penguins Eat A Regurgitated Mixture Of Partially Digested Fish, Krill, And An Oily Substance Form Their Fathers' Stomachs. Are You Willing To Eat A Bunch Of Raw Fish And Krill, And Then Barf It Back Up Into A Baby Penguin's Cute, Cheeping Mouth? Like, Every Hour?" Sometimes My Crushing Logic Astounds Even Me.

I Vill Destroy De Snickers Bar!" Gazzy(the Gas Man)

Now That We Were Alone,i Was Self-conscious And Cranky Again.why Had I Wanted To Stay?if I Had Been Programmed To Want To Be With Dylan,heads Were Gonna Roll,i Promise You That.

Happy All Life For Ever

This Is My Brain: O This Is My Brain After Making Out With Fang: * It's Very Sad.

Let's Just Say That If These Scientist Had Been Using Their Brilliance For Good Instead Of Evil, Cars Would Run Off Water Vapor And Leave Fresh Compost Behind Them; No One Would Be Hungry; No One Would Be Ill; All Buildings Would Be Earthquake-, Bomb-, And Flood-proof; And The World's Entire Economy Would Have Collapsed And Been Replaced By One Based On The Value Of Chocolate.

After All, Fnick Is Superman," Said Iggy. "shut Up, Jeff," I Said, But I Was Smiling. I Lifted Iggy's Fingers To My Face So That He Knew.

Some Kids Get Called "bundles Of Joy" Or "slices Of Heaven" Or "dreams Come True." We Got "the Fifty-fourth Generation Of Dna Experiments." Doesn't Have The Same Warm And Fuzzy Feel. But Maybe I'm Oversensitive.

Fang Swerved Closer To Me, Big And Supremely Graceful, Like A Black Panther With Wings. Oh, God. I'm So Stupid. Forget I Just Said That. "he Needs A Band-aid," I Said. A Look Passed Between Me And Fang, Full Of Suppressed Humor, Relief, Understanding,love — Forget I Said That Too. I Don't Know What's Wrong With Me.

So Fnick, Can I Change Channel?" Iggy Asked. "there's A Game On." "make Yourself At Home, Figgy." Fang Said.

How Did You Become Blind, Uh, Jeff Is It?" Yeah, Jeff. Well, I Looked Directly At The Sun, You Know, The Way They Always Tell You Not To. If Only I Had Listened.

If It's Commercial Fiction That You Want To Write, It's Story, Story, Story. You've Got To Get A Story Where If You Tell It To Somebody In A Paragraph, They'll Go, "tell Me More." And Then When You Start To Write It, They Continue To Want To Read More. And If You Don't, It Won't Work.

I Play A Mean Harmonica

Right There, In Front Of Everyone, I Threw My Arms Arond His Neck And Mashed My Mouth Against His. He Was Startled For A Second, Then His Strong Arms Wraped Around Me So Tightly I Could Hardly Breathe. "zomg," I Heard Nudge Whisper.

How Is San Francisco, Alex? Lovely City. Will You Leave Your Heart There? Do You Think It's A Good Place To Die?

Jeezum—humans Were Like Eggshells.

I'm Way Hot," He Muttered. "but I Don't Feel Sick. Just — Way Hot." Fang

She Had A Lot Of Hugs To Give, But Not Enough People To Give Them To.

What Are You Guys Doing? If You Anted Me To Take A Shower, All You Had To Do Was Pay Me Ten Bucks, Like You Usually Do

I Recommend You Stick To Your Own Species, Shy Babe." P. 155

What Was Fang Going To Do Blog About Max Throwing Herself Into Space So She Wouldn't Have To Kiss Him Again? No Instead He Smashed His Fist Against The Cave Wall Then Grimaced At The Pain And Stupidity Seeing His Bloodied Knuckles

Time For Bed.” I Held My Fist Out. One By One, My Flock Stacked Theirs On Top, And Then We Headed Up Into The Trees To Sleep The Sleep Of The Innocent. Well, Okay, Maybe Not So Innocent. But The Sleep Of The Much Less Guilty Than Others, For Sure.

Noooo!" On The Screen, A Woman's Eyes Bugged Almost Out Of Her Head, And I Tried Not To Scream. Tried Not To Scream In Exasperation, I Mean. The Serial Killer Was Right In Front Of Her, Wide Open! Clearly, Instead Of Weeping Like A Moron, She Could Be Lunging Forward And Administering A Swift Uppercut To The Chin. Then This Entire Pointless Ordeal Would Be Over With, And I Could Go Home.

Sighing, She Gave A Brief Nod. “i Was Supposed To Win. I Was Supposed To Finish You Off. They Never Counted On You Winning. And Then You Didn’t Kill Me. It Was Awful.” “you’re Welcome,” I Said, Feeling Fresh Anger Ignite. “i’ll Try Not To Humiliate You By Letting You Live Next Time.” (max Ii To Max)

I Love Movies And I Like A Lot Of Good Television. At The End Of The Project, I Don't Care If They Changed [it From The Book], I Just Want To Look At It And Go, "i Loved That. That Really Turned Out Well."

It Was A Little Weird That They Were Friends. But Then, Maybe Freaks Just Tended To Find Each Other.

If You Want To Write For Yourself, Get A Diary. If You Want To Write For Your Friends, Get A Blog. If You Want To Write For Others...become An Author.

He Nuzzled My Neck, Inhaling Deeply. “mmm. You Smell So Good.” “oh, Yeah,” I Said, Smirking. “i Call This New Perfume ‘le Jungle Grime Et Tropical Bo.’ ” “dirt And Sweat. Very Sexy.

And There I Was, Pretty As Heck, Brown Eyes, A Few Freckles, Fashion Challenged, And A Bad Attitude. Max Ii.

And I Think That Everything In Life Is Kind Of Unreal, Isn't It?

It Was Like Meeting Someone Out Of Your Dreams, Or Fantasies, Or A Beloved Character From A Favorite Book.

My Life Would Never Contain A Convenient, Pain-saving Plan When It Could Stretch A Problem Out Into An Endless Agony Of Uncertainty And Torture.

Six Seconds Should Be Rick Mofina's Breakout Thriller. It Moves Like A Tornado.

Half The Time When Brothers Wrestle, It's Just An Excuse To Hug Each Other.

Hi, Max," She Said, Pushing Her Shades Up Onto Her Curls. "i Hope Your Wearing Sunscreen," I Said, “your Gonna Have Hella Wrinkles By The Time Your Ten.” “want Some Daiquiri?” She Offered, Pointing At A Blender. “is It Traitor Flavored?” I Asked.

Yes, Max, You Are Going To Die. Just Like Everybody Else. Thank You, Confucious.

Max, If You Survive Your Final Test, Can You Steal Me One Of Those Magic Outfits For Me?" I'll Try To Get One For Each Of Us. Hey! 'if'?

Have You Ever Been To Colorado?" I Frowned. "is That One Of Those Square Ones, In The Middle?

Not Saving You From This Storm, Mutant,” He Said. “saving You For Your Later Fate, We Are.” His Voice Was Weirdly Inflected And Metallic, Like An Automated Answering Machine. “oh, Good. Yoda Captured Us,” Fang Whispered.

Listen Up,” I Said Urgently. “it’s Time To Round Up Your Gear. I’m Gonna Check In With Patrick, And Then We’re Getting The Flock Out Of Here.” Ha-ha.

Being The Leader Means You Have To Make Life Or Death Decisions Sometimes.

I Tried To Shake Some Water Off. "i Got A Message From Angel,"i Said, Scanning The Tunnel."she Says There's Massive Danger Down Here,something Too Big For Us To Fix Or Deal With." "so Of Course You Immediately Came Down.

It Is My Time. The Time Of Maximum Ride.

Later," Fang Said To Ella And Dr. Martinez In That Gushy, Hyperemotional, Overdramatic Way He Has.

Everything I Loved Was Taken Away From Me, And I Did Not Die.

Fang: "have You Guys Been Playing In The Toxic Waste Again? Been Bitten By A Radioactive Spider? Struck By Lightning? Drink A Super-soldier Serum?"

I Was Breathless, Talking As Fast As I Could. I Was Afraid If I Stopped Talking, Even For A Second, I’d Start Sobbing Again. “whoa, There.” Fang Smiled And Reached Up, Tracing A Hand Down The Side Of My Face, Winding Strands Of My Hair Around His Fingers. “stop Talking And Let Me Just Tell You How Great It Is To Wake Up Staring At Your Face. Okay?

Pain Is A Message, And You Can Choose To Ignore That Message.

Angel Wanted Them All To Burn In H-e- Double Toothpicks Forever.

Every Other Person In The World Would Have Looked At It And Thought, Max Would Hate This. It Was Girly. It Was Beautiful. It Wasn't Made Of Titanium And Black Leather With Spikes On It. But It Seemed Exactly Right, In A Weird, Heart-fluttery Kind Of Way. And I Really Loved It.

Okay, Okay, Okay. I Understood That Pushing The Elevator Button Over And Over Again Would Not Make The Elevator Appear Sooner. But I Couldn't Help Myself

Oz Thinks I'm Beautiful," She Whispered To The Stars.

I Looked Around. As Flock Leader, Everyone Was Expecting Me To Make A Decision. Jeb's Presence Here Would Bring Uncertainty, Chaos, Probably Danger. It Would Perk Up My Day.

Gazzy: "what Does That Mean?" (points To Metal Plaque Warning To Stay Off The Third Rail That Said Stay Off The Third Rail!) Fang: "it Means The Third Rail Has Seven Hundred Volts Of Direct Current Running Through It. Touch It And You're Human Popcorn.

I Moved To Leave, And Dylan Actually Grabbed My Shoulders. I Was So Surprised That I Forgot To Karate-chop His Elbows And Break His Arms.' “i Don’t Want Anything To Happen To You,” He Said Urgently. “what You Want Does Not Matter Here,” I Said Slowly And Carefully. I Hoped Dylan Was Sensitive Enough To Read Between The Lines, To The Subtext Of: Let Go Of Me Or I’ll Kill You.

Read Between The Lines

Popcorn For Breakfast! Why Not? It's A Grain. It's Like Grits, But With High Self-esteem.

Jackpot, Max! Jackpot!" It Was Fang And He Was Giggling Hysterically. For Those Of You Just Joining Us, Fang Doesn't Giggle, Esspecially Hysterically.

Gazzy: "just Ten?" Angel: "no." Gazzy: "five?" Angel: "no.

I Think E-books Are Terrific In Their Own Right. I Love Being Able To Get On A Plane And Basically Carry Around Seven Books And It Weigh 10 Ounces.

You Mean Other Than The Wings? I Once Ate Nine Snicker Bars In A Row Without Barfing. It Was A Record.

Ultimately, A Great Thriller Is A Roller Coaster Ride. I Like To Think That's A Promise I Have Never Failed To Keep, And One That I'd Say Has Served My Books Well.

Gazzy Sniffed The Air. "that's Explosives. It Smells Like Christmas!" Okay, So We've Had Somewhat Untraditional Christmases. With Explosives.

Time To Die. -evil Angel

Nudge Threw Her Arms Around My Neck. 'i Love You Max! I Love All Of Us Too!' Yeah, Me Too,' Said The Gasman. 'i Don't Care If We Have Our House, Or A Cliff Ledge, Or A Cardboard Box. Home Is Wherever We All Are, Together.

Yeah,” Said Iggy. “but What Now? Let’s Do Something Fun.” I Guess Being On The Run From Bloodthirsty Erasers And Insane Scientists Wasn’t Enough Fun For Him. Kids Today Are So Spoiled.

He Could Totally Be Your Boyfriend," [angel] Went On With Annoying Persistence. "you Guys Could Get Married. I Could Be Like A Junior Bridesmaid. Total Could Be Your Flower Dog.

I Gave Him A Kick And He Stepped Back Onto The Third Rail. Exploding, Flaming Eraser! This Is Why Moms Tell You To Stay Away From The Third Rail, But It Sure Came In Handy This Time.

Steve Turned To Us Again, Looking So Dang Enthusastic That I Wondered How Much Coffee He'd Had This Morning. "so, You Kids Want To Be Big Stars, Eh?" God, No!" I Said Spewing Crumbs. "no Way!" Oddly, This Seemed To Throw A Petite Wrench Into The Convo.

The Best Way To Get Kids Reading More Is To Give Them Books That They'll Gobble Up - And That Will Make Them Ask For Another.

Iggy: "now What? Who You Gonna Call?" A Quiet Voice In The Hallway Outside: "ghostbusters!" (captain Perry And John Groan) John: "that Phrase Is Ruined Forever.

Sometimes He Seems Like A Droid--or A Drone. Fang Of Nine. Fang2-d2.

What Are We But Our Stories?

"hello, Max," He Said Quietly, Searching My Face. "how Do You Feel?" Which Was A Ten On The 'imbecilic Question' Scale Of One To Ten. "why, I Feel Fine, Jeb," I Said Brightly. "how About You?" "any Nausea? Headache?" "yep. And It's Standing Here Talking To Me."

Angel Is Right,"said Dr. G-h Quickly. "this Is My Clumsy Way Of Demonstrating." "demonstrating What?" I Was Barely Able To Keep A Snarl Out Of My Voice. "how To Get Yourself Beat Up In One Easy Step?

I Flipped Down The Visor So I Could Check Myself In The Mirror, And Something Small And Heavy Dropped Into My Lap. I Froze, My Breath Stuck In My Throat. What—? Gingerly, I Looked Down. It Wasn’t A Grenade. It Was A Key Ring. One Key Was For This Van. I Looked At It Blankly. “well, That’ll Simplify Things,” Fang Said.

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