A/N: Hey so it is my first maximum ride story on fanfiction so ya reviews welcome, appreciated and all that Jazz…
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum ride or any of the characters or well anything that relates to it really James Patterson does but if you didn't know that already you probably shouldn't be reading this…. However, I do own my own creativity!
Chapter One:
Max's POV
I looked at him again. He was peeking over the top of his book, again.
"Iggy, you're blind! I know you aren't reading." I yelled at him.
He slammed the book down. "Well thank you for that lovely news update Mrs. Ride but I think it may be time for you to leave."
"Iggy."
"There's the door."
"Iggy."
"Do I need to call security, Mrs. Ride?"
"Iggy, okay well for one, you don't have any security, and two, why can't you just tell me?!"
He sighed and pushed me out the door.
"Iggy-" I started. He slammed the door in my face. I sighed and turned around, to Fang, standing right there, a couple inches from my face.
"How'd you…wait…what?" I stammered
He shrugged.
"How did it go?" he asked.
I sighed and slid down the wall with my face covered by my hands. When I peeked through my fingers to see if he was still there, guess what, he was. Still just a couple freaking inches from my freaking face.
"Not well I take it, huh?"
I nodded.
"Well, is he at least going to make us dinner?"
I glared at him. He didn't notice, he just slammed the door open, then slammed it closed again.
"IGGY!" he said…
Whatever DID the Iggy do? I know…
Sorry it was so short but I have to do homework and also I need to know if I need to invest my time in this or not. Oh, and talking about Iggy's cooking, now I am starving.
Review if you want me to continue….