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Maximum Ride: contest entry Dylan and I stood atop the roof of our home. The conditions were perfect: the temperature was cool, and we even had a bit of a tailwind. If I couldn't teach this kid to fly, nobody could.Maximum Ride: contest entry by ~DarkWingedWolf13
Dylan looked down towards the ground, fear filling his eyes. "So, um, remind me what I have to do again?" he asked, hastily looking back over at me.
"We'll keep it simple," I told him. "I'll show you, walk you through it, then you can give it a go. Sound good?"
He nodded. Even if he hadn't liked that idea well, too bad for him. If he wanted to fly, he was going to learn i