Me: Okay, hey guys! This is my second Maximum Ride FF, so be sure to check out my other. It would be much appreciated! And to here to help me is Jeremy Davis from Paramore!
Jeremy D: Um, where am I?
Me: My house.
Jeremy: Um…
Me: Yes?
Jeremy: Nothing, nothing.
Me: Good, so no questions? Okay. On with the story!
Summary: Max has moved into the suburbs of Chicago. Now, she has to start over, with no chance at the life she might've had before. But instead, the options have improved. Once she meets Fang, Iggy, Dylan and Gazzy, her journey is only beginning.
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, but I DO own Jeremy, now. WHOOP!
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As my mother, Gazzy, Angel and I hurtled down a road most likely forgotten, headed towards a town that is lost in the suburbs of Chicago, I listened to my ipod, drowning myself in rock music, staring out the window at the passing scenery.
"Mom, where are we headed again?" Angel asked, voicing the question that I was to angry to verbalize.
"A smaller town called Berwyn. It has a population of over 15,000 people." Anne recited. Angel frowned, despite my mother's cheery disposition, and went back to watching her Scooby Doo movie. Gazzy just sat with his arms crossed, silent. Which for Gazzy was almost impossible.
Anne sighed. She now looked frustrated, but not mad. She was never mad.
"Come now, kids! This should be fun! You have a chance to start at a new life! We're moving to a suburb of a huge city, with lots of kids and busy activity. You should be excited." Anne reasoned. When none of us answered, she sighed again, and draped one arm over my shoulders. I wriggled away and curled up into a ball by the window. It was immature, I know, but that's me! The immature Maximum Ride.
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We arrived in Berwyn about five hours after we left Detroit. We used to live in Detroit, and we loved it. It was gorgeous there, full of life and memories. And not to mention, everything we've ever known was in that town. All of our friends, our school, our whole lives. Gazzy, Angel and I would be happy if we never left. But we did.
"Mom?" Angel asked. Gazzy and I were still silent. We hadn't broken it all day.
"Yes, Angel?"
"Will I ever see Michaela again?" She questioned. Mom's face saddened. Angel knew the answer. She may have been only six, but she was pretty darn smart.
"Honey…"
"No, it's okay." Angel said, turning around and throwing her arms around my legs. Anne looked disappointed, but she just returned to unpacking our few carry on bags.
The furniture had arrived the day after, so we had to sleep in sleeping bags for the night. We would start painting today, get done within a week, and then move everything around. Then, we were off to school. Yippee.
We unpacked the paints, cheesecake yellow and baby blue for Angel and Gazzy, and glossy black and dark purple for me. We started on Angel and Gazzy's room, doing a type of diagonal stripe routine. The only words exchanged were between Angel and Anne.
Eventually, we finished and got to sleep. But I had these weird dreams about a boy my age. He had tanned skin, shaggy black hair, and these obsidian eyes that I could not get out of my head…
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The next day, I awoke to a female, bouncy voice coming from downstairs. My first thought was: Angel. Then I noticed the deeper voice that couldn't have been anyone we knew. So I decided to go check it out.
I put on a new shirt, a pair of jeans, and brushed my teeth. I didn't bother with my hair, and I was definitely not a make-up person, so I was ready fairly quickly. I basically ran down the stairs and into the little kitchen that was attached to the living room.
There they were, Anne, Angel, Gazzy, and even Total, Angel's puppy. They were talking to a small group of people. There was a woman about Anne's age, with long curly black hair, a friendly smile, and a sweet face. She was pretty tall, kind of skinny, and she was very pretty. Her kind chocolate eyes looked like an exact copy of mine. Odd.
The boy to her left, talking to Gazzy, was pretty tall, with blond hair, blue, blue eyes, and a lanky stature. He and Gazzy were laughing. Weird, I thought. Gazzy hasn't scared him off yet.
The girl with them was about my age, but a little shorter than me. She looked like the woman, with brown eyes and hair, but her hair was pretty straight, very long. She was smiling and it reached her eyes. She was okay I decided.
Then there was another girl, this one not just smiling, but babbling. She was the voice I had heard before, and boy, she was loud! She had olive-toned skin and pretty honey colored eyes with little flecks of silver in them.
And last, but certainly not least, as the saying goes, stood a tall boy, or maybe he was a man? Anyways, he fit the description in my dream so perfectly, tanned skin, long, shaggy black hair, and those eyes…. He looked like he was analyzing my family, the way I did his. He took a lazy, yet protective, stance by the door.
"Hey, Max! Come meet the neighbors!" Anne said in her cheery voice. Oh great, they noticed me. I heaved a sigh and thumped over to where they stood in the living room.
"Hey!" The loud one said. I decided that she could not be the daughter of the woman, nor the blond boy. He looked more like Anne than I did.
"Hi." I muttered in reply. They were all looking at me, which made me uncomfortable, so I gave a lame wave, and then turned towards the kitchen.
"Max? Where are you going?" Anne asked. I raised an eyebrow. Did she not just see me walk into the kitchen? I was going to get food, duh!
"To get some breakfast." I threw over my shoulder. I heard the kids chuckle, while the woman smiled. Anne looked a bit disappointed.
"So, Anne, are you guys renting the house?" The woman asked. She was definitely Hispanic. She had a really pretty accent. I wondered if the one girl in there sounded the same. And if the boy from my dream had an accent too.
"No, we're going to stay here for a while. Well, I am. I'm not so sure about the kids. They are so independent!" Anne said. "They get it from their father." A longing look entered my mother's eyes. She was missing him again.
"Where is he?" The woman asked. Anne shook her head, so Gazzy spoke up.
"We don't know. He disappeared. We know he wouldn't leave us on purpose, so we're thinking, well…" He trailed off, head down. The woman and her kids stiffened.
"That's horrible!" The loud girl said. The quiet one nodded. The boys just stood there. They seemed a bit moronic, to tell you the truth.
"Well, we could show you guys the neighborhood, if you want." The quiet girl said. Gazzy and Angel nodded enthusiastically. I cocked an eyebrow. Walk around with these kids and look like the idiot new kids we were? No way!
"They would love to!" Anne said. I instantly swiveled my head towards her, and once everyone had filed out the doorway, she called me over.
"Max, be nice. Go with them, now." She hissed in an ice cold voice.
"Yes, ma'am." I said, with a hint of sassiness. If she caught it, she didn't show it.
Me: Okay, so that was my first chapter! All you have to do is review, and then I'll put the next one up! It's all ready for you guys!
Jeremy: Yup, she wrote about 5 chapters out, and has them ready. She's crazy.
Me: Jeremy, don't say that!
Jeremy: Too late.
Me: Grr you, Jeremy!