Hi! It's my first Maximum Ride fanfic! I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. James Patterson does.
Chapter 1- Red Heads Lie
MPOV
Normally, I'm at my house on Saturday nights. My parents are always attempting to do these really dumb scientific things. My older brother, Ari, is always out with his stupid friends doing stupid things, and my little sister, Ella, was at a birthday party. And you might be thinking, why don't I hang out with my friends. Simple. I have none.
I have never had any friends. I'm not popular at school, which is a good thing, 'cause in my school, you're considered popular if you wear dresses that I consider to be really tight shirts. So basically, you have to be a slut. And, yeah, that's not me. I'm more of that tomboy type. You know, the girl in the corner who wears jeans and plain T-shirts. But I'm not a geek that has geek friends. I have no friends. Comprende? Good.
So I was sitting on my leather couch in the family room watching SpongeBob. I know what you're thinking. Why the hell would a 17-year-old girl be watching SpongeBob? I really had no idea. But it wasn't as bad as you think. So I was just chilling on my couch, drinking a Dr. Pepper, watching SpongeBob like I normally do, when the doorbell rang. I went to open the door.
"Lissa?" I asked, confused. Lissa was one of those popular girls I was talking about. In fact, she's the queen bee. So why was she at my door?
"Hi Max! Why are you home on a Saturday? Watching…SpongeBob?" She asked, looking genuinely confused.
" Because I felt like it," I replied.
" Well, how would you like it if you could hang out with me tonight. Just the two of us?" She offered, smiling.
" What's in it for me?" I asked, suspicious.
" We could go shopping!" She exclaimed perkily.
" No," I replied. Shopping and me don't mix.
" Come on! We could buy you some new… boots? Or do you prefer jeans?" She asked.
" No thanks, Lissa. I don't like shopping," I politely declined.
"Come on! Isn't it Ella's birthday tomorrow? I bet you need to buy her something," She said. Crap, she was right.
" I did buy her something," I lied.
" Oh yeah, what?" She asked skeptically.
" Ummm… that new pair of high heels everybody's talking about." I lied.
" Uh-huh. Sure you did. So, shall we go to my car, or do you want to take yours?" She asked. I guess she was right. It was Ella's 14th birthday. If I don't get her something, I am dead. I gave in.
" Let's take yours," I replied, defeated.
" Yay!" She squealed. God, her perkiness is disgusting. Maybe she'll shut up in the car.
" Are we there yet?" I asked, for the 15th time. It's been 20 minutes, and we still weren't at the mall.
" We'll be there in 5 more minutes," She replied.
" So Lissa," I asked, " why did you invite me to come shopping with me. We're not even friends?"
" Well, I always see you at school, and you seem like you're always lonely. So, I decided to risk my social status to be friends with you. But I'm such a nice person, so I'm fine with it. In fact, I'm positive that by Monday, you'll be as popular as me. Maybe even more popular then me," She replied.
" That's really nice of you… I think," I say, with a faint smile. I'm still really confused, but I stay quiet.
"Oh, it's ok. I'm sure I'm not gonna be unpopular. Oh look at that! We're here!" She says.
We walk into the mall, that looks really empty. What time is it? I checked my watch. It was almost 10:30.
"When does the mall close?" I ask her.
" At 12:00," She says. Wow. Big mall.
" So, where are we going to shop at?" I asked.
" I guess Abercrombie & Fitch. I've heard her talking about wanting this dress," Lissa replies.
We walked up the stairs. Lissa didn't walk to take the elevator because she wanted to maintain her "figure." We walked past Aeropostale, Hollister, Justice, and a bunch of other girlie shops, and they were all shutting down.
" Are you sure the mall closes at 12:00? 'Cause lots of the shops are shutting down?" I questioned.
" Yeah. I'm positive. And even if we're late, my dad owns this shop, so I can come and go as I please. It's cool," She says. Whoa. How rich is her dad? I mean, I'm sort of rich too, because my parents are scientists. But they haven't even invented anything.
" That must be nice. Owning a store," I say.
" Yeah," She mumbles. We had a comfortable silence. We were finally there. Wow. It was a really big store.
" Now, what do you think you should buy for Ella?" She asked. I shrugged my shoulders and looked around. I was mainly searching for a short, sparkly, pink dress. Finally, I found one.
" Hey Lissa. Do you think Ella will like it?" I asked.
" Yeah. It's pink, and it's sparkly. She will love it.
" Cool," I said, walking up to the place you buy the stuff. I don't remember what it's called.
" Hey Max. Don't pay. I'll just tell Dad that a friend took it. He won't mind," She says nonchalantly.
" Thanks," I say grinning. I walked out of the store; happy I got Ella a gift. But the second I set my foot outside of the store, alarms started blaring, and a bunch of security guards came running towards me.
" What's your name, Ma'am?" a guard asked me.
"Max. Maximum Ride, to be exact," I replied with a smile, masking my confusion.
" Well, Max, you're under arrest," He said.
" Wh-what? No, you don't get it. You see that girl over there? You know with the red hair? Well, her dad owns Abercrombie & Fitch, and she said she would pay for it, so it's cool," I reply. Two of the guards walked up to Lissa, while two stayed guarding me.
" Is this true Ma'am?" the guard asked. I waited for Lissa to defend me, but instead, I heard this.
" That girl with the brown hair? Nope. Never have seen her before now," She lied.
" What? Lissa, you were the one who drove me here. Why are you lying?" I asked, enraged. I trusted that girl. I really did.
" What are you talking about? I have never seen you before in my life! All I know about you is that you tried to get away with stealing from my Daddy's store," She replied, her face showing a confused mask. I was furious, and I struggled to break out of the guards grasp to beat the crap out of her, but they were too strong. I was taken into a police car, and as I was driven away from that mall, I knew one thing; I'm so grounded.
"Maximum Ride, May I know why the police have escorted you to our house?" Oh crap. We were at my doorstep, and my whole family was there. And the lady who asked that question was my dear mother. She would freak if she thought I stole something.
Before I could say anything, the guards walked my whole family through what "happened." I looked at my family. My parents were shocked and angry, Ella was giving me a sympathetic look, and Ari just smirked. I started listening to the guard again. I think he was almost done.
" –And since Max has broken the law, she must be punished. So we are sending her to the School. It's a juvenile correctional facility. She can't go to jail, seeing that she's only 17," the guard said; ending his long, lie of a story.
" How long will she be at the School," My dad asked.
" About a year. Maybe two," the guard said.
"What? If I was in an actual jail, I would get out earlier!" I exclaimed.
" Sorry Max, but tomorrow, you'll be at the School," said the guard.
Great, I thought, just great.
So, what did you think? I personally love it. But you're the reader. So, the next chapter will probably be her at the School, or I might write what Fang, Iggy, and Nudge did. Review!
-Ari