Hey People,
This is a new story that I am working on. And if you are worried that I am not going to do the other story any more then think again! I am still doing the other story so have no fear! (Superman is here!) Sorry I just really wanted to put that.
In this story Max and Fang know each other but the rest of the flock do not know each other. They all have wings but they think that they are the only persons with wings. Like Max thinks she is the only one with wings. And Fang. And so forth.
Max Fang and Iggy are seventeen. Nudge is fourteen. Gazzy is eleven. Angel is nine.
So… Enjoy! (little plastic fake smile on) (J/K) But please enjoy any way!
Wait I almost forgot.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Max and her flock. But the plot line I do own. So don't get mad at me for like copyrighting or anything like that. Because it is all original. Made up by ME.
Max POV
I hate, hate, hate school! Why do I have to go to the devil's palace? ( AKA School.) I hate the cheery teachers saying 'Good morning Max. Did you do your homework?' And then I will respond, 'No I didn't because… My aunt died… My dog ate it… I was at my Grandma's all day… I only did my Science homework.'
I hate the buildings. The nurse knows me. I go into her office almost every week telling her that I am sick. And I think I might have a mental illness. I mean I think I have wings for goodness sakes!
I saw a boy looking at me and I glared at him. "What you looking at?" I growled. The boy looked away quickly knowing that I was very strong. I mean very, very strong and fast. I think it came with the wings. The boy mumbled something about a freak (probably me) and walked away.
Why did that guy have such a problem with me? I mean all the other boys in this school seems to love me. I hate it. I guess I am just relieved that someone doesn't like me. I shrugged and walked off towards my first class. I still had plenty of time before school started but I like to at least to part of my homework. I usually do the one class that has a test that day or something.
I looked around the empty classroom sitting down and pulling out my geometry homework. I had done a few problems when a few boys entered the classroom pulling out their homework. I didn't even glance up. I knew that they weren't doing their homework. They were too busy staring at me. And they weren't even subtle about it.
When a few more kids (boys) came into the classroom I picked up my half done homework and left. When I left the room I heard loud whispering.
"Did you see how she flipped her hair when she was on her fifth problem?" I cursed at them silently and put my books into my locker.
I frowned and tired to shove the books that would not fit into the locker. I hated these lockers. They stink! It took me at least four tries to open the locker last year before it actually did. That was until Nick told me the trick to opening the lockers. If you hit the locker three times in the right spot then it will open after the first try.
I silently thanked him as I put my books away not wanting to waste any time getting away from these freaks that call themselves boys. And popular boys at that. I bet they all just want me as their girlfriend to get more 'likeable' points. I don't know what that means. I don't like to get involved with that stuff.
I gave an involuntary smile as Nick walked over and leaned against the locker. I don't know why but every time I saw him my mood brightened. I know you are thinking that I like him or something. I don't! And even if I did he doesn't like me back so it doesn't matter. So get that out of your heads right now.
"Hey," I said closing my locker. "Stupid quiz in Geometry." Nick nodded and followed me as we walked towards our first class. Yeah weird thing this year. We both have the same classes. Well all out classes are the same except for our electives. Mine is being a TA and Nick has band as his elective. He plays the guitar. Totally cool.
"Don't you hate those boy's or girls that just follow you around?" I asked. Nick just nodded. I sighed and didn't try to get him to talk. If he wasn't in the mood to talk then there is no force in the world that would get him to talk. I have tried.
Nick is tall (like me) and has black hair with olive skin. We both seemed to be freakishly tall and fast. (I know that because we have the same PE class) duh. I was tall blonde, and some people tell me that I am beautiful but I don't believe them. I am just normal if not ugly. I do not have very high expatiations for myself. Maybe the Olympics or something but nothing else.
"What you thinking about?" Nick asked startling me. I glanced at him. Wow so he does talk today.
"Nothing much. Why?" I asked. He wouldn't believe me if I said that I was talking to the people out in the world in my head. Monolog is what I think it is called. Nick just shrugged his shoulders.
"You were spaced out there for a second. You almost ran into a desk." I mentally slapped myself. "Do I always make it that obvious?" Nick just smiled. Wow. It was a surprise that he was talking today at all. Now he was smiling? Something is going on. It is unusual for Nick to show any emotion yet a smile.
"You ok? Sick or something?" I asked joking. I always tell him that he never shows emotion. Nick's smile grew broader.
"And if I am?" Nick wiped the smile off his face. "This better?" I laughed as a girl from this class walked over.
"You know you two would look so cute together if you were going out," she said before walking away. I glanced over at Nick. "I hate it when people say that." Nick and I had known each other since second grade. I don't think about us that way anymore.
I remember last year we kissed I think I was drunk. Now that I think about it I wasn't drunk. I don't think Nick had a drink that night either. Wow we really kissed too. That is until I ruined it.
We were kissing and then he brought his hands up to my back. I freaked out thinking that he might feel my wings or something. So when I freaked out I made up some lame excuse to leave. I bet he never thought about it again. I felt so embarrassed that week. I wouldn't talk to Nick at all.
Oh well that was the past. Now with the present, however painful it is. I glanced over at Nick and saw him looking at me. "What?" I asked. Nick just shook his head and looked up at the coming visitor.
I looked up as well and saw Susan walking towards us. Susan was our friend. Well when she wanted to be.
Susan was my friend from when I was in the orphanage. And yes I was in an orphanage. I was until I was six. I don't know if my birth mother couldn't afford me, didn't want me, or died, and I didn't really care. I was strong enough to survive with out her love or whatever she would have given me.
My present mother, Amy Peters, adopted me and put me into a school. That is when I met Nick. We became friends instantly. Then a few years later Susan came to the school adopted by some couple. It caused a few problem with my friendship with Nick but Susan found some friends and left us.
I personally didn't care. I rather have Nick as a friend than Susan any day if I had to choose. But since she left me for some other girls we never really talked.
I watched her as she made her way over to the table we were sitting at.
"Max," she said sitting down. "I and some other girls were going shopping and I was wondering if you wanted to come?" I glanced at Nick. He was just looking at Susan with an empty expression.
"I don't know." I turned towards Nick. "Were we going to do anything today?" I knew that we were going to the movies today. It was a code that we made out when we were little. We use it all the time. If someone asked one of us to something then we would ask the other and ask if we had any plans. If I was mad at Nick that day or something then I would say no just to get on his nerves. If Nick didn't care if I went shopping then he would say no. If he did then he would say no.
"I didn't think we were doing anything today," Nick said. I mentally sighed. I didn't want to go shopping. I turned back to Susan.
"I would love to go shopping with you." Susan smiled.
"Good. We are leaving right after school and won't be home until five or something." I nodded and Susan walked away still smiling. I turned towards Nick.
"I hate you," I seethed. Nick just smiled.
"Don't want to go shopping?" he asked. I glared at him.
"You very well know that I don't want to go shopping." I sighed. "I was looking forward to seeing a movie with you though."
"We can go see a movie after you get back. I promise. And then we could go and get a hamburger or something afterwards." I smiled.
"I would like that."
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KittyKat.