AN: I seriously dreamt this last night. It's called Black Marilyn Monroe, because Fang wears black and he's the leader of the gang (the gang is called ^ that up above.), and he is all about sex, which Marilyn Monroe became a sex symbol.
Chapter Uno Max's POVI was walking down 5th avenue in New York at 9:43pm. Yeah, that's not the smartest thing I've ever done. There are a bunch of alleys on this side of town. I kept feeling like someone was watching me. You guys are probably confused right now about who I am and what I'm doing, so I'll explain.
My name is Maximum Ride and my parents are Jeb and Valencia Batchelder. I never see them anymore, because they work 24/7 365 and are constantly on business trips in another country. Don't make me make you think that they're horrible parents, because at one point they were always there for me. I don't think they would notice if I'm gone these days.
Anyways, I'm 17 and a senior in High School. I'm 5 feet and 8 inches tall with dirty blonde hair and eyes' the color of un-barfed chocolate. I have the body figure of an athlete, because, well, I am an athlete. I'm on the swim, track, girls basketball, volleyball, and softball teams. Yeah, I plan on getting an athletic scholarship if the academic one doesn't happen. I'm smart, like A's and B's, but there's people in my classes that makes straight A's. I have no friends in school. At all, zip, none, nada, zero, cero. I'm not an outcast I just don't belong in any of the cliques. If you look at it a certain way, I belong in all of the cliques, because I'm a nerd, skater, athletic, gamer, so on and so forth.
I'm on 5th avenue walking at night, because my car broke down. I would call somebody, but I have no one to call. I'm just glad it was my crappy car and not my motorcycle, Camero, Mustang, or Challenger. If it was I would still be there with some type of weapon guarding my baby. I was on my way home from the library. Yeah, I go to those things, see, it's the nerd side coming out. You'll understand when you're a senior in high school and actually want to do something eventful in your life.
Since it was the beginning on November the air was kinda chilly and all I had on was tight leather skinny jeans (you read right, leather, I'm just that BA.), a Linkin Park tee-shirt, and an Outlaw jacket. (If you know who Black Veil Brides are, then you'll know what I'm talking about with the jacket.) Let's just say I've already hit puberty, so my lovely lady parts aren't small… AN: That was really awkward for me to type, hence the … part.
I was paranoid, because even though I know how to fight, I was no match up against a drunken man. The feeling of eyes on me just wouldn't go away. I started to walk faster, because there was another alleyway coming up. I was almost in a dead sprint going past the alley when two black blobs come out and all I see is white, then darkness.
AN: :O what in the world could that white thing have been? First person to review it right and I'll update sooner than tomorrow. Yeah, it's a cliffhanger. I'm so mean. Hahahahahahahaha… I'm also very weird. The whole clique thing is true for me, except I do have friends. Until next time!