This is a new story, and it starts out like every other abusive Max story, but it's not the same thing. I accept constructive critism, and check out my other stories. Thanks, and review! And for my Reunion by Internet readers, I can't update today because I have writer's block for that story. Sorry!
Disclaimer: I don't own MR.
I rushed to my room, and checked out the bruise. This time it was small, I would be able to hide it. Aaron, as I called him – I refused to call him Dad anymore, after he started beating me, had been rather nice, for himself. I decided to clear my head, instead of staying locked up in my room like I normally did after he beat me. I jumped out the window, and landed with the grace of a cat. I ran to the park, and sat down on an empty bench.
After a while, a middle-aged man sat down next to me. He looked relatively nice, with a bowler hat like in the olden days in England and a tweed coat. He was looking at me weirdly, and I couldn't figure out why, when I realized I had no coat on. I probably looked pretty crazy, with no coat or sweater in the middle of November.
"Do you need a coat?" He asked me.
"No, I'm fine; I just left in a rush. Thanks for being considerate with a total stranger, though." I answered him.
"I'm Jeb, so now we're not total strangers." He said warmly. Hmm, he had sense of humor.
"I'm Maximum Ride, but call me Max." I told him.
"I've never seen you around, and I come here every day." He asked. "Are you new?"
"No, but I rarely come here. I used to come here before my mom died, but I've never had the heart to come back after." I answered sadly.
"You look hungry, so let me take you out to dinner." He offered. I know it's not safe letting random people take you out, but I was a black belt in karate, so I could defend myself if I needed to.
"Sure." I accepted. He led me to a fancy restaurant, with food I had never even heard of. But all too soon, I had to get back. Aaron was probably wondering where I was, and would hit me when I got home. I told Jeb I had to go and said that maybe we could meet again tomorrow, same time, same place. As I left, he waved goodbye. I really didn't want to go back to Aaron, and leave someone as nice as Jeb. I had had a truly wonderful evening with someone that, I didn't know yet, but would become my guardian angel.
There. Tell me if you like it, and before anyone asks, this is not a Fax story. The only characters that will play an important part are Max, Jeb, Aaron, and maybe Dr. M. Tell me if you like it, and review!
-ACCflock ;)