Singin' at the Silver Chapter 1: Where'd you learn to sing like that?, a maximum ride fanfic

I've wanted to write a 'karaoke night' series forever, so I finally am! I'm expecting eight or nine chapters. I have one other announcement-thing, too. I am happily doing requests for practically anything, so just ask. Anything at a T or lower, any topic, and I'll have it posted within 48 hours.

DISCLAIMER: "Faint/Toxic" is owned by Britney spears and Linkin Park, respectively, and the characters are owned by James patterson. There is an actually resturant/chain named the Silver Diner, too. Don't steal anything and you won't be sued. Easy, right?

That little .......... girl had gone too far this time!! Stupid Bambi eyes...and she'd brought Nudge in on it! Yeah, they had dragged us from our oh-so-nice camp made of blankets and sticks, to some little town in the country. At least it wasn't some huge city....

We were in some old diner, and appantly it was Kareoke Night. The entire place was covered in silver stuff, the outside was silver plated, inside silver clothes hung from the celieng, and siver tiles covered the floor. Silver dishes, silver tableclothes, silver chairs, silver tables everything!! Appropriatly enough, it was named the Silver Diner.

Anyway, Food and laughs, sounds fun right? Here's the catch: She'd already gone ahead and signed everyone up atleast twice to sing. Me and Fang, then Nudge and Iggy, herself and Nudge, then me by myself, then Fang, then Iggy, then Angel, Lucky Gazzy only had to sing once. He's the kid with the voice talent, make him sing most!!!

Me and Fang were sitting next to each other, sharing a sheet of paper with the lyrics to our song. I read over it and sighed. Fang looked at me. "I've heard parts of this....these parts." I said, pointing to the parts I was supposed to sing. I wasn't going to tell him it was one of my favorite songs. He smirked, then said "Cool. I've seen the other parts. Linkin Park." So it was him who put that on our iPod.....Let me tell you, six kids and a dog CANNOT share one iPod nicely.

"Here's Max and Nick singing Faint Toxic!" We walked as quickly as we dared to claim our mics and get on the stage. I gulped when I realized how many people were here. OH.....My....God..... I couldn't do this! I couldn't, I couldn't, I couldn't!!! Fang grabbed my hand and pulled me up onto the stage, and I stood there numbly. He was standing close to me, and that WAS NOT helping. Then the music stared and I felt like I was gonna faint.

With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic

I sang slightly off key and too quietly for the first few words, worried how I sounded, then I closed my eyes and just imagined I was back in the forest, singing to myself. My voice slipped into the right key, the mic made me louder, and I kept rhythm perfectly. Somewhere back stage, I heard Nudge echo me slightly, careful not to give it away.

I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact
That everybody can see these scars
I am what I want you to want, what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you
To just believe this is real
So I, let go watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here cause you're all that I've got

Fang was rapping!? Well, not really rapping, but...still, it was kinda rap-ish I was stunned, forgetting I had to sing under him. Nudge saved me, then I took over. I was doing good, but wow. He was doing amazing! Who knew the boy could sing that well!?

With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic

And I love what you do
Don't you know that you're toxic

Don't you know that you're toxic

I opened my eyes finally, and watched my flock's reactions. What a rainbow of expressions... Angel was beaming, triumphant. Iggy was shocked, and Gazzy was just plain bored. Nudge, who had just gone to join then, smiled and gave me a thumbs up, and I smiled back. I glanced over at Fang, and he smiled at me too, and I could see he was surprised I could sing, just like I was. I began to dance alittle, mostly from nervousness, then just because it was fun. I saw Fang moving alittle too, then stop when his part came. I danced alittle bit better, now that all I had to do was the noise. I couldn't help staring at him out of the corner of my eye while I danced.

I am, a little bit insecure, a little unconfident
'cause you don't understand I do what I can
Sometimes I don't make sense
I am, what you never wanna say, but I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do
I can't convince you for once just to hear me out
So I, let go watching you turn your back like you always do
You face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here cause you're all that I've got

I watched him, and he didn't look nervous at all. He was getting too good at masking his emotions...At least I could read him, for now. I began to sing my part, and stopped watching him, focused on the lyrics. I was offbeat, but after a few lines I caugh back up. I wondered if Fang had noticed, and, not for the first time that night, was shocked. The guy ws break dancing!!! Okay, so it was more like hiphop, but still! Thank God that I looked over during a break in the song.

With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic

I blushed as I sang the next part of the song. Fang already knew what I was singing, so he, of all things, stopped dancing and walked over. He'd somehow gotten rid of his mic, and he was circling me, trying to act like he was checking me out. I thanked God that no one could see his face. He was laughing at me. A second or two before his last line, he stepped toward me, and reached for my mic. Crap! I forgot my last line, and his last line overlapped completely. He stood across from me, and we held the mic between us, careful not to bump our heads together.

Intoxicate me now
With your lovin' now
I think I'm ready now
Intoxicate me now
With your lovin' now
I'm ready now

I won't be ignored!

Retreating off the stage and back to our booth in the corner, we were met by those same faces I saw during the song. Angel jumped and hugged my neck hard, squealing."Max you were sssssooooo good!!" I heard Iggy and Fang high five, and everyone in the diner was clapping for us....It actually felt good.

Eventually though, it quieted down, while Iggy and nudge went to pick their song, and we ordered enough food for the entire town. Fang, who was sitting next to me, leaned over and whispered, "Where'd you learn to sing like that?" I looked over at him, "Where'd you learn to dance?" I replied. "Just something I do when I'm not running for my life" we answer together. Then he smiled at me, my favorite, heart-stopping smile.