A/N= Some people in my school district have been doing drugs. I hate it. So, here we are. This is my story on the Max Ride characters convincing others their age NOT to listen to those around them and to live up to the promise they made their heath teacher in second grade.
Max, Fang, Iggy, Angel, Nudge, and Gazzy all raced into their classrooms. Everyone liked to get there early so they could socialize, but for the three fifteen-year-olds, it was different. There was a guy standing at the window with a crowd of kids around him.
"What's going on?" Max asked. A girl turned to her.
She looked both ways, as if checking for eavesdroppers, and whispered, covering her mouth with the hand closest to the camera, "See that guy there? He's selling some marijuana, and each joint or whatever is only a couple bucks! You've GOT to try it!"
Iggy rubbed his chin as if considering the offer. "I—"
Max interrupted him almost immediately. "No. We don't want any."
"Come on! Everyone's doing it!"
She was right. A few kids had climbed out the window to smoke, borrowing a couple of the stranger's lighters. Even more were rushing to buy some, and stuffing it into their bags for later parties and such. One was buying almost all of them, probably to sell them later. The man was grinning and handing them out, now calling quietly, "Free now! Hurry, before your teacher comes!"
Fang stalked up to the man and grabbed the joints from the man's hands. He snapped them all at once easily and threw them out the window. Kids tried to rush and grab them, and the man, too, but Fang reached out, grabbed the shirts of the kids who are already out there, dragged them in, and slammed the window closed. People rushed to open it again, but he stood in the way and shouted, "Are you out of your minds? Do you want to destroy your lungs? These are drugs."
"Don't you remember when we were kids, in second grade? The health teacher asked if we would do drugs as teens, and we all shouted, 'No!'" Max snapped. She didn't really know, she had just seen it on a Youtube video during her little homeschooling session.
"People," Iggy said. "Do you see these lungs?" he asked, pointing at a poster of some lungs. "These are inside you." He walked over and logged on to the teacher's computer, opening Safari and looking up the image of marijuana-smoked lungs. "These will be inside you if you keep smoking that stuff. Do you want that?"
The lungs were swollen and blackened. The kids all drew away in disgust, and unbeknownst to them, Iggy only guessed that they looked horrid. A girl murmured, "I remember second grade. I'm living up to my promise." And was joined by another, who was joined by another.
"I promise I won't," a guy said, throwing his joint in the trash and covering it with papers.
"I swear I'll never smoke this again," another said, slamming his own on the ground and crushing it under his sole. Other kids all shouted their agreements and destroyed their joints in every way possible.
The teacher walked in.
The children sat down.
The floor was covered in mashed marijuana.
The teacher smiled.
The kids smiled.
Max, Fang, and Iggy snuck out of the room and followed the drug dealer, breaking his hand and his wrist and warning him never to sell drugs again.
He obliged.