Hi so this is my second fanfic! I kinda abandoned my first cause i get bored with my own writing a lot and recently i had an idea for another fanfic so here it is! I know its an over used plot line but i wanted to put my own spin on it. Hope you enjoy!
(Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes)
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or any of the characters used
Max POV
I was free I thought to myself as I sped down the highway in my old pickup truck. Today I moved out of my hell hole of a home and into my college dorm.
Most of my belongings were packed up in boxes and bags in my trunk, they'd already been there for a week. I'd been waiting for this day since I was 12 years old. It was a chance to get away.
I'd actually had a pretty nice life, My parents were happy and my little brother, Ari, was a beacon of sunlight. But then Ari got leukemia at age 7 and was gone within 4 months. It hit hard and tore my dad, Jeb, apart. He couldn't deal with it and started drinking… a lot. My poor mom was stuck in an emotionally abusive relationship with him and even today were still on again off again. When they were apart my mom would stay with her sister and I would stay with Jeb, he was borderline abusive to me but luckily wasn't that bad. I soon realized my best shot to get away was college so that was my goal.
I kept my grades up and got a full ride to Stanford in veterinary school like my mom had. All I wanted to do was save animals. Best part was Stanford was in California and Jeb was in Arizona! It is hard to leave mom behind but she has her sister and I'm gonna call her once a week to make sure Jeb hasn't killed her yet.
I turned up the radio and put my past behind me. This was the beginning of the rest of my life and dammit it better be amazing!
--LINE BREAK-
I pulled up to the admissions office and walked into the building. Inside was a desk that said FRESHMAN which I walked up to. A bored upper class man was sitting there, they looked up at me and asked my name.
"Maximum Ride," I said.
After a long sigh they typed in my name to the computer and handed me a ton of papers and flyer crap.
"You're in Brown Hall room 408, here's your key. If you have any questions just ask your RA. And here's your meal card. Welcome to Stanford." they groaned out as if it required so much effort.
I grabbed my key, meal card, and a map and walked out to my car. I studied the map and located my dorms. 5 minutes later I was parked in front of Brown Hall.
I slung on my backpack and picked up a bag from the trunk. As I stepped in I quickly realized this dorm housed both boys and girls which was fine as long as the bathrooms were separate. The entire building was bustling around with eager students and sobbing parents.
Towards the end of the first floor was my freshman suite. The room was symmetrical on either side. It had a twin bed with built in shelves above the head, a desk with a shelf and drawers at the end, a dresser next to the desk and finally a small closet. On the back wall in between the beds was a little counter space with room for a mini fridge and microwave and enough room for a small table and maybe one or two chairs. It was small and quaint. Perfect.
So there was the first chapter! Please R&R 3