I do not own Maximum Ride, James Patterson does.
I do realize that Max and Fang are out of Character and that's what I wanted them to be.
Please don't bug me if I spelt something wrong or made a mistake! I don't respond well to people that criticize me on my spelling!
Max was dancing!
I couldn't believe it!
I went to check on her because I heard the sound of furniture being moved in her room. I leaned in her door way watching her move in ways I never imagined she could. The music switched from Latin to Swing. She switched dances as easily as as going from normal to super speed when she's flying.
I watched until the CD was done. I started to clap my hands and made her jump.
"Fang! What-what are you doing here? How long have you been there?" Max was nervous, I could tell.
"Since track one and I came to check on you. You okay? I hope I didn't scare you too much." I touched her arm and she seemed to like it.
"I'm fine, just a bit tired. Thanks for your concern but I'm really okay." We both sat on her bed.
"When'd you get into ballroom dancing anyway and could you teach me some? It looked fun." I muttered.
"Jeb showed me different magazines with things I might be interested in. Tomorrow you could come down to the studio and Melissa could show you some easy steps. I have a competition in two weeks so I had to practice. Can I show you something?" Max led me to her closet. Most of her clothes were in her dresser and bureau. She had ballroom posters plastered all along her entire closet walls. I asked her more questions then headed off to bed.