Minimum Ride
A Maximum Ride Fan Fiction
Prologue
I rolled over again. This was probably the third, maybe fourth, time I'd woken up. I finally threw in the towel and sat up. I swung my feet over the edge of my bed. "Ughh." I moaned as I stood up, sliding my feet into my slippers, waiting ever-so-patiently by the bed. I checked the time on the wall clock hanging next to my closet, on the opposite wall. Three-thirty? Really?
my mind thought sluggishly as I trudged to the bathroom.
At this point, life is a sort of suckfest. Yeah, whatever, I know you guys are all like 'You shouldn't be so ungrateful, a lot of kids would love to be you, yada yada yada', but take my word for it, my life sucks at the moment.
Sorry to be dumping all this on you. Sometimes I just need to talk it out, you know?
I let out a short, regretful sigh. I unfolded my wings a bit, making my baggy T-shirt stretch out.
What? Oh, that...