Heyyy yall this is my first story! Plz no haters. Thanks for reading you make me feel so special! Haha just kidding sort of… but plz read!
Disclaimer: All right go to JP except for the plot and my characters
Ok so here we go. I hop on my motorcycle. It's a pretty sick bike. Its black with silver and neon blue stripes. (A.N. I saw one a store it was awesome!) Yeah I know you're probably reallyyyy jealous but it's ok. We can't all have awesome vehicles. By the way I'm Maximum Ride (max for short) I have dirty blonde hair past my shoulder blades but I want to get it 3 more inches. And I have brown eyes and I'm pretty tall and very strong. Nothing special, well except for my wings. Oh and I'm going to school. No silly not the school! High school. Sort of suckish being a mutant freak, surrounded by normal children, who weren't experimented on by deranged, unstable, mentally unbalanced scientists. But you know it's awesome to have wings and fly. But that's how life is win some lose some. I would fly but it would be quite suspicious don't you agree? But I was almost there. Oh I forgot to tell you I'm 17 and I live by myself in an apartment due to my unlimited credit card! I have a lot of cars but my favorite are my Porsche and my bike. I do drive my Porsche (A.N. PORSCHE! 333) convertible but my motorcycle feels more like flying. I got many glares as I pulled in from different girls I counted them. (I'm not the best at math but I did it whoop di do get on with your life! Gosh people these days!") Anyway I counted 8. Hmm. Not even 1 minute and 8 people dislike me. I'm on a roll! But one gaze (NOT A GLARE) stood out. His eyes were a deep onyx color. They matched his hair and outfit. Hmmm. Color coordinated boy. Interesting. Back to the present I pulled in a space and got off heading into the building. I looked at my schedule. (A.N. idk what a high school schedule looks like so here we go.)
English
Math
Science
Lunch
Trig
Art
Gym
Easy enough. I wonder if I had any classes with Mr. Color coordinated…? Wait why the hell do I care? I was walking to English when I bumped in to a redhead wearing a see- through shirt and underwear short things. She glare at me and said "Who do you think you are?" Oh this was gonna be fun!