Me: So, here I am again with another story for my awesomene readers!
Iggy: Bell, just shut up and post the story before Rain and I have to yell at you to post it again!
Me: So, as you've heard from Iggy, I was kind of reluctant to post this story even though I've been working on it 24/7 for two weeks
Iggy: So Rain and I hvae been bothering her to post it
Me: So, here I am, with this story about the E-shaped house. Oh, and some dedications are in order...
Dedicated to Rainbowstrike (my completely awesomeistic friend) who told me to get off my butt and post this story. She also read the whole thing through and told me that it was good enough to put on fanfic. THANKS RAIN!
Iggy: Ahem
Me: And thankyou Iggy....for no apparent reason
Iggy: Hey!
Me: -laughs- Thanks for helping me with the ideas
Iggy: -nods-
Me: Also...
Disclaimer: If I owned Maximum Ride I wouldn't be wasting my time on fanfiction! Do we seriously need disclaimers?
Iggy: -facepalm-
Me: Oh, and I don't own him either. He's just the captee
Iggy: Unfortunately
Me: Anyway, before you start reading, this is just the prologue and it isn't that exciting. The pranks begin in the next chapter, so please be patient. Also, this story is told in the perspective of all the Flock members, but I decided to start off with Iggy because he's the reason why it all started in the first place.
Iggy: Yup. And then all of this stuff happens and Max and Fang become best friends and-
Me: Damnit Iggy! Don't give everything away!
Anyway, on with the story!!!
I woke up this morning and.....
Okay. Let's not start the story this way. I mean, how many stories are started with something so cliché like:
'I woke up and yawned lazily before swinging my legs over the bed and walking across the room blah blah blah.'
Don't you people get bored of hearing the same thing told over and over again? If I had to listen to a story that started the same way every time, I think that I'd end up putting a bomb to my head and just hoping that I'd go to a happier place.
So, how about we start like this.
Hello. My name is Iggy and I'm a fourteen year old blind, bird-freak who escaped a hellhole called the school about four years and three months ago.
How's that for a start to a story?
Okay, so maybe you've all heard about the school around a thousand times. Heck, you've probably heard a lot about me as well. So, since you know who I am, let's just skip all of the parts that you do know and go straight to the parts of the story that you don't.
I'm sure that all of you are really keen to know some of the crazy stories that happened in the E-shaped house, right? I mean, don't you want to know where it all began? I'm even willing to tell you about all of the embarrassing things that happened to me while living there, although, there were also some good times at the house too.
But I'm getting ahead of myself.
I would like to start this story from exactly four years ago – back when we'd only lived here for three months and were still getting used to the 'new way of living' as Max sometimes called it. I guess that it really was a new way of living. We now had our own rooms to stay in with cosy beds instead of hard, cold cages to sleep in, we could do whatever we wanted instead of being prodded with needles and forced to run on treadmills or through mazes like rats.....and then there was the big one that seemed to be one of the hardest things for me...
Getting used to the fact that I couldn't see anymore.
Sure, I'd been blind for around three to four years at the time that the story takes place, but it had been different at the school. Usually, I was dragged around by a whitecoat anyway and I didn't have to worry about which way to go. But, ever since I arrived at the E-shaped house, I had to walk around by myself, without crashing into anything, and trust me; that's a lot easier said than done.
Anyway, I'll now start from a day where things really started to get exciting in our lives.
A.K.A: Max and my Prank war.
I woke with a start and almost toppled out of the tree I had been sleeping in. My arms flailed, but I managed to grip a random branch and stop myself from falling. I sighed deeply and steadied myself, trying to get my bearings. Why was I in a tree again? Uh...oh yeah. I walked into a wall again and the Flock were pitying me...
I felt a rush of anger build up inside me and I punched the tree trunk hard. Why did all this have to be so difficult?
I leaned back against the trunk and began picking splinters out of my knuckles – my fingers from my other hand gliding gently across them, finding where the splinters were. As I was doing this, I was mapping out the house in my mind, using this to reassure myself that I wasn't going to make myself look like an idiot again. But, suddenly, I heard something. I tilted my head and realised that it was footsteps coming toward my tree. I held my breath and didn't move in the hopes that whoever it was would go away, but I failed.
"Iggy, come down from there!"
I sighed and turned my head towards where I could hear Jeb. "I'm quite happy up here actually. Why should I climb down?" I could hear the determination in my voice as I said these words and I put a stubborn look across my face.
I was not coming down from this tree and no one could make me.
"Am I going to have to climb up there?" Jeb asked impatiently from below.
"I'm pretty high up Jeb. I don't think that you could climb this tree," I retorted. "But I wish so badly that I could see you try – not that I want to see you break a leg."
"Okay, Iggy. You win. You can stay in that tree if you really want to. I'm not going to force you to do anything," as he said this, I could hear his footsteps slowly walking away and I let a breath out.
I leaned forward and swung my legs over the side. I let my hand trail over the tree trunk and I took in its texture. I also allowed myself to take in a deep breath of fresh air and I could smell the scent of leaves from the tree and some pollen that had been carried up off the ground by the wind.
I leaned back again and closed my eyes, trying to forget about everything and just take in things around me for a change.
That is until I heard the sound of wings beating.
I clenched my fists and forced myself to not scream at whoever it was to go away. Instead I took nice deep breaths, and waited patiently until I felt the tree shake slightly as someone landed not-so-gracefully on the branch next to me.
For a moment, they didn't say anything as if they were pondering on what to tell me. At that moment, I didn't think that anyone or anything could get me out of that tree. But I was proven wrong.
"Iggy, what are you doing up here?" They asked in a calm voice.
That was a good question. What was I doing up here?
"Getting away from everything," I muttered lowering my gaze to the floor that I knew was very far below.
"What did we do?" They asked, continuing to use a very calm tone.
"You did nothing," I replied. "I've just....."
"Had enough?" They stated as if reading my thoughts.
"Yes!" I shouted angrily, hearing birds fly away at the sound of my voice. To my dismay, I felt hot tears wet my cheeks but I didn't bother to wipe them away.
"I know," they said from somewhere beside me and patted my back.
After a few moments, I asked the question that had been on my mind ever since we'd left the school.
"What am I going to do?"
" Oh," the person replied in a devious sort of way. "We're going to have some fun for once."
"Fun?" I asked as if I didn't know the meaning of the word. Not many of us actually did at the time.
"Yep."
"But-" I began but I was cut off.
"Don't worry about any of it, Ig. The Flock and I will help you...with everything. You just have to let us." They said and I smiled.
I can't believe how stupid I was being at the time. But at that moment I realised that the Flock were my family and I had to trust them to be able to help me get my bearings.
"Come on. Let's get back to the rest of the Flock and get the fun started," they said as they took off into the sky.
I jumped off my branch and followed the sound of the wing beats with not much difficulty.
And that's how everything started. From there on in, I never really worried about my blindness as the Flock helped me as I helped them, and we began to have more fun than we used to.
For that reason, I remember that day most clearly and can easily recall what happened.
Another reason for me remembering that day, was it was the first time that Max had taken charge instead of Jeb. Sure, Jeb had acted as a father figure towards us and helped us with whatever problems we had. But Jeb wasn't the person to get me out of the tree that day...Max was.
And I had no idea what she had in store for me over the next couple of months, or even over the full course of the year.
Let the prank wars begin.
Me: And there was the prologue. Next chapter is where things start to get exciting
Iggy: Yup
Me: And, Rain just agreed to be my beta for this story! YAYAYAYAY!!!! She is such an awesome writer and I'm so excited that she's helping me to write this story! SQUEE!
Iggy: -facepalm- I wonder who invented that word. Is it even a word?
Me: -shrugs- who cares. SSSQQQUUEEEEEE!!!!!
Iggy: R&R to shut her up, please.
Me: HEY!!!
Iggy: you want reviews, don't you?
Me: Love it, hate it, want to beat me with a herring? Just tell me in a review, please!!!!
-Bell and Ig :D