This is my first Maximum Ride story ^^! I've actually been planning to do this a while ago but never got the chance. I would love it if you could review.. just.. no flames please! c:
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride.. although.. it would be nice.. .
Max's Point of View
I took a deep breath, relaxing all the butterflies tying knots in my stomach, yeah, not the best when I'm about to sing. I nodded over toward Nudge, who was playing the acoustic guitar, well, we all were on an acoustic, but we were doing a cannon. For all those idiots who don't know what a cannon is in music and think it's the pirate ship cannon, you're way way way off. A cannon is where one person starts and then another person starts on cue from the beginning and so on. It can go on forever if you wanted it to. But yeah, whatever. I was second to start, so when my cue came, I began playing, but the difference between our cannon and a traditional cannon was that ours started at different places. As in, I was starting three seconds after, Angel was starting half way through, and Ella was going to play at the end, when we started over again in unison. Ha-ha, unison, that's a funny word. I was mentally hyperventilating, trust me, it's possible. And then, it was time for me to sing.
Hey there Delilah, what's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away but girl you look so pretty, yes you do.
Times Square can't shine as bright as you,
I swear it's true.
Hey there Delilah, don't you worry about the distance,
I'm right there if you get lonely,
give this song another listen,
close your eyes.
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise,
I'm by your side.
Oh, it's what you do to me,
Oh, it's what you do to me.
Oh, it's what you do to me,
Oh, it's what you do to me,
what you do to me.
Hey there Delilah, I know times are getting hard,
But just believe me girl,
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar.
We'll have it good,
we'll have the life I knew we would,
my word is good.
Hey there Delilah,
I've got so much left to say,
if every simple song I wrote t-
Of course I breathed music like I breathed food; inhaling it quickly and asking for seconds. But I got cut off by the judge's sharp voice. "That's enough." My eyes widened in shock, anger, surprise and, well, every single emotion that would describe confusion. I took a deep breath and asked the question everyone dares to ask after.. I don't know, singing as best as possible before getting cut off by a judge who pretty much gave everyone the boot.
"W-what's wrong?" I asked, although I didn't mean to stammer, it happened either way. I made a note to scold myself for that, after all, I'm the Maximum Ride, the one who doesn't stammer, cry, or fall apart in any way, shape, or form. Getting off track saying how awesome I am aren't I? Well, let me just steer this train back on track. The judge, who goes by the name of Monique, held a stern look in her eyes, which I notice melted into admiration. She nodded slowly, giving a questioning glance towards the others who nodded in reply. She gave a thumbs-up. I stood in shock as Ella, Nudge, and Angel squealed, screamed, shrieked, whatever you call it. But they did a very high pitched yellowish kind of thing.
Monique walked up to us, rambling on about schedules and stuff, but the only sentence that I pretty much caught was,
"You'll also be staying with the other band, Breakdown, have you heard of them? You're band is called Dakota right? But you're still deciding on d-kota or da-ko-tah for the spelling right? If you can please just sign here saying you agree…" Of course I drifted out of the conversation there. We had to play with the band Breakdown? All of the boys in that band were players, I knew that. I would never ever fall for them, ever. But now we'll be playing and going on the tour with them? Great. Just great.