Hey peoples!
This is my second Maximum Ride fic. And my first song-fic.
I own nothing. Enjoy anyhow
What is This Feeling? (Loathing)
Third person POV
"I can't believe Fang made me stay with you!" said Max
"Same here," says Sarah. She was a new member of the Flock. She had blonde hair and green eyes, she was worse than Dr. Bridget.
"Fang is cute," she said
"Fang, is my boyfriend," I say. I turn on the radio.
"What is This Feeling, by Indina Menzel and Kistin Chenoweth." said the deejay.
"I like that song," said Sarah.
"I know the lyrics," I grumble.
Sarah(Spoken):
Dearest, darlingest momsie and popsicle
Max(Spoken):
My dear father
Both:
There's been some confusion over rooming her at Shiz,
Max:
But of course I'll care for Nessa
Sarah:
But of course I'll rise above it
Both:
for I know that's how you'd want me to respond,
yes, there's been some confusion for you
see my room mate is...
Sarah:
unusually and exceedingly peculiar and
altogether quite impossible to describe...
Max(spoken):
Blonde
Sarah:
What is this feeling so sudden and new?
Max:
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
Sarah:
my pulse is rushing
Max:
my head is reeling
Sarah:
my face is flushing
Both:
what is this feeling fervid as a flame,
does it have a name, yeeesss,
loathing unadulterated loathing
Sarah:
for your face
Max:
your voice
Sarah:
Your clothing
Both:
lets just say I loathe it all.
Every little trait however small,
makes my very flesh begin to crawl, with simple utter loathing
theres a strange exilhiration in such total
detestation. It's so pure so strong
though i do admit it came on fast
still i do believe that it can last
and i will be loathing,
loathing you my whole life long
Radio:
Dear Galinda you are just too good
how do you stand it i dont think i could
she's a terror she's a tartar we dont mean to show a bias
but Galinda you're a martyr.
Sarah:
Well, these things are sent to try us.
Radio:
Poor Galinda forced to reside
with someone so disgusticified
we just want to tell you we're all on your side!
we share your
Radio, Sarah and Max:
Loathing, What is this feeling so
unadulterated loathing sudden and new felt the
for her face moment I laid eyes on
her voice you,my pulse is
her clothing rushing my head is
lets just say reeling
WE LOATHE IT ALL!
Oh what is this feeling?
every little trait however
small makes our very flesh does it have a name
begin to crawl yes, ahhhh
Loathing
Loathing
There's a strange
exhiliration
Loathing
In such total
detestation
Loathing
It's so pure so strong
So strong
Sarah and Max:
Though I do admit it came on fast
still I do believe that it can last and I will be
Radio: Sarah and Max:
Loathing Loathing for forever
Loathing Loathing
truly deeply loathing
Loathing you you
my whole life long
loathing, unadulterated loathing
Max turned to Sarah when she least expected it
"BOO!"
"Ahhh!"
This could take some getting used to.
Aaand scene.
R&R
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