Story: Wings
Author: Hourglass and Roses
Disclaimer: I am a female, not some literary genius with a serious case of gray hair. Plotline is mine, characters and rest of the stuff, his.
HI GUYS! This is one of those AH high school stories when Max moves with her sisters, Nudge and Ella, to boring Arizona. When she meets Fang and the rest of the flock, will she become attached to the place, and will her and Fang's fast growing friendship turn into something more? FAX.
The music blasting through my ears wasn't what woke me up, I was used to it blasting through my ears while taking naps. No, This was something far worse, much more dangerous to your hearing:
NUDGE.
"Max! Get your lazy ass out of the car, we're here! Aren't you excited! I am, I bet I'm more excited then you, though. Look at our house, isn't is gorgeous? OH. MY. GOD. Is that a pool in the backyard! (SQUEALS) I'm so glad mom decided to keep this a surprise, I'm really happy with the house she chose, aren't you? Max? Hello? Were you even listening to me? Maximum Ride, if you do not wake up right this second I will throw your Imagine Dragons poster, Mom's chocolate chip recipe, and all your clothes into our new fireplace and replace those, for lack of better words, body bags with frilly. Pink. Dresses."
Oh no.
Did she just say what I think she did?
PINK DRESSES?
NO COOKIES?
"I'M UP! I'M UP! In fact, I've never been more awake! Nudge, what are you doing lying on the ground? Hurry up, you slug! We've got a gorgeous new house to explore!"
"What am I doing on the ground! It's not like you're the one who knocked me down by jumping out of the car or anything, how would you know?" Nudge grumbles behind me.
"Nice going, Max." Ella says behind me. You can hear the sarcasm dripping from each and every word, but I know she's secretly trying to hide a smile. Ella.
"Thanks, Ells Bells. Now, hurry up, or are you both too slow?" I jaunted, smirking slightly. Ella had always been pretty fast, with a good diet and fit body. Nudge was also a good athlete, but she had more strength and less speed than Ella. But she had rage on her side today.
Rage.
Caused by Me.
Gulp.
"Oh, you're on Maxie." Nudge snarled. If it weren't for her designer clothes, she would look like a warrior avenging her comrades, seconds away from plunging her sword into the opponent's heart.
Wow, I wonder where I got that analogy from.
"3, 2, 1, GO!" We all ran up the sidewalk, shoving each other to get through the door first. I, being taller and stronger than both Ella and Nudge, managed to push my way through before either of them could. I ran up the stairs, not bothering to explore the humongous house, but when Ella and Nudge stumbled in, they faltered, marveling at its size.
I grinned. This was too easy.
Making my way up the stairs, I navigated through the long corridor, in search for the biggest room in the house, when I found it. I almost had tears in my eyes at the sight of it. It was beautiful.
"Ella, Nudge! Come take a look at this! It's amazing! And, it's mine."
They came rushing up the stairs, curious as to what they hadn't seen yet that could possibly beat the rest of the house.
I do not kid. Their jaws literally dropped at the sight of it.
"But Max!"
"Yeah, Max! That's not fair!"
"Oh, yeah it is. I got here first, and I'm the oldest."
"No! Mom is!"
My mom came out of the closet and put her hand on Ella and Nudge's shoulders, to placate them.
"That's right, I am the oldest. But Max can have the room since she got here before you two, and it's a bit too big for my liking. Ella and Nudge huffed before trudging out of their rooms. Not even a minute had passed when I heard the shrieking again.
"Oh my God, Ella! Check these rooms out!"
"I know, right? The walk-in closets are so effing big!" Sigh. Leave it to my sisters to view the humongous walk-in closets as the best assets of the mansion.
I came out and snuck up behind them.
"See? Now everyone's happy."
Cue the shrieking.
"Aah! Oh, Max! Don't do that, I thought you were someone creepy, like a murderer. Although that would be pretty funny, getting murdered in your home when you haven't even fully moved in. Like, we haven't even gotten a chance to decorate our rooms yet! Speaking of which, we should ask mom if we can go get painting supplies to paint our rooms before we unpack the boxes that the roomers brought in here!"
"Good idea, Nudge." Ella responded.
Ella was quiet, patient, and kind while Nudge was bubbly, outgoing, and not afraid to shove her attitude in your face. Plus, she did enough talking for the both of them.\
"Yeah, I'll go do that now."
I calmly walked to the top of the stairs before giggling and thinking of something.
I jumped onto the banister, sliding down it before jumping off and landing silently on the hardwood floor.
Like a Ninja.
I crept up behind my mom until my face was inches from her ear.
"Boo."
My mom simply turned around and smiled.
"Aww, mom, you're no fun! It works on everyone EXCEPT you!"
"Mother's intuition, isn't it Max?" My mom smiled knowingly.
"By the way, mom. Can we head out to get paint supplies for our rooms?"
"Sure, honey. Just give me a couple minutes. In the meantime, why don't you go take a look around the house, I'm sure you didn't get much of an opportunity earlier." She smirked mischievously. I fake pouted at her before saying,
"Are you accusing me of wrongdoing, traitorous mother of mine? Shows how much you care! And here I was, thinking, thinking that you loved me! HUMPH!" I flipped my hair before fake strutting out the door. My mom simply shook her head.
My mom was the best. AMAZING cook, no joke. I almost loved her food more than her. Also, very funny. I get my sarcastic side from her. Easygoing, doesn't get mad at us very often. Expects good grades, yes, but to a reasonable extent. Trusts us, doesn't get extremely mad. Very smart as well. Plus she is very pretty. It's where Ella gets her looks from. Nudge is also gorgeous, with her chocolate skin tone, dark corkscrew curls with caramel highlights, and mocha brown eyes. Ella has smooth, straight, glossy black hair (without straightening it) and Chocolate brown eyes like me and mom. My eyes are the only thing I inherited from my mom. I have brown wavy hair, though most of it is covered by blonde sun streaks. I have tan skin, though Ella's is tanner, resembling my mom's more than mine does. I get most of my looks from my dad, Jeb. Nudge doesn't look like any of us since she is adopted. My dad and mom are still happily married, it's just that my dad is working overseas in Paris right now. My mom is a well-known veterinarian, but let's be real, we wouldn't have this huge mansion if it weren't for my dad working as a rich scientist. I don't know really, something in genetics… Anyways, I started exploring the rest of the huge-ass house, since I hadn't really looked it over earlier, having been too focused on having the biggest room in the house, which had a balcony as well, might I add. So did all the other bedrooms, though, so Nudge and Ella weren't too pissed about that. Well, this is what I found:
Outside: Front yard is beautiful, with many exotic flower bushes lining the walkway along with neatly trimmed hedges. Turns out we have a nice old lady working the grounds named Garcia, who also is our housekeeper. She's really sweet, and I have never used that word to describe anything in my entire life. Keep that in mind.
Also back yard, which has basically no grass and a beautiful, big pool. Not the normal backyard pool types, but huge. Along with a bar with non-alcoholic drinks and junk food. Don't be surprised if it's gone in a few hours (evil smile). It also has a changing room for boys and girls alike.
Bottom Floor: Real nice (and big) kitchen with granite countertops, marble floors, and glass cabinets. Mom's probably pretty psyched. Also note, the rest of the house is hardwood, except for our rooms. An awesome living room with two big, totally comfy sofas and a recliner that's also part of the set. We have a nice library room with a long and narrow mahogany conference table and spinney chairs in the middle, and the shelves are all set up against the wall. The floor is covered with a nice, fancy looking carpet covered in illuminations with gold threaded through. The wall is covered in old framed paintings and tapestries. There's also a bathroom, also with marble floors.
Second Floor: Has all of our bedrooms. All are big, with balconies. Mine is biggest, being the master bedroom. Each of us has a bathroom in our rooms. Nudge and Ella have the biggest closets. Whoop-de-Doo for them.
Third Floor: This has our music room, game room, and theatre. The music room, once everything is unpacked, will include Ella's keyboard and bass, Nudge's drums, each of our mics, and my electric and acoustic guitar. Just a thought, it actually makes a lot of sense that Nudge plays the drums, what with her ADHD and all. The game room has foosball (ever challenge me and I'll whoop your ass, a lot of people learned that the hard way), air hockey, pool, carom, and a bunch of classic arcade games. The theater has a gigantic projector, a gigantic screen, several bean bags, bungee chairs, and throw pillows. Also includes a snack bar with Dibs (the ice cream chocolates), Popcorn, etc.
"Girls! I'm ready if you want to go ahead and get the paint now!" She said this right as I stumbled across THE ELEVATOR. No joke, it was amazing, walls of glass and everything. I was definitely using this instead of going down to sets of stairs. I closed the door just as Nudge and Ella turned the corner, desperation in their eyes. Through the last sliver just before the elevator shut, I caught a glimpse of what their faces looked like.
Three syllables.
MUR-DER-OUS.
I hit the button labeled garage floor, either to see the surprise that dad said was waiting in there for us.
My jaw dropped, and as the door swung open once again Ella and Nudge's jaws dropped too. On the red Chevy Corvette stingray convertible was a note saying that it was for Ella and Nudge to share. Behind that marvel was something even better, I kid you not. A super cool looking motorcycle. For me.
If you wanna know what brand, ask Nudge, who was currently babbling on about how that motorcycle was from one of the best brands there were.
I knew what I was gonna take with me to the paint store.
Ella and Nudge seemed to be thinking the same thing. Mom simply came through the door and smiled, saying, "Maybe you girls can call your dad later and thank him for the presents, yeah?" And then got into her black BMW, which had been shipped from our old house to here. All our engines revved as my mom exited the garage, then Ella and Nudge, the last one being me. Only the cars had a garage closing remote though, so I barely managed to get out before the door would hit my head.
"NUDGE!"