Punks

Punks

Guess what? I found out that Iggy means fiery one!! Isn't that cool?? I thought it was amazing!! (yes I realize how many other stories I have going on but I'll never get them done if I have another idea in my head so there! :p) Go to and search the names!! All of the names I use have meanings! It's so cool!! I own none of the songs, the lyrics, or the maximum ride characters. I do however own this idea. Steal and die. :p

Caden Martinez-Jones sighed, taking her time getting to class. What's the point of rushing? No one here believes in her because she's GASP! Adopted. The only ones she really got to listen were Aden, and Dolan, who were both basically ready to get kicked out or to drop out. Oh well.

"Hey, you wanna go outside and skip instead?" A dark voice said from behind her. Caden turned around and gave a brief smile to dark haired Dolan and followed him, tying up her blond hair. They met Aden outside, by the track. He was already smoking, watching something. He's always watching everything intently. He always has nightmares about being blind. But this is stupid to Caden and Dolan- he has the best vision of all. He's also a major pyro but that's fine with everyone. Good for wreaking havoc. Caden took out her iPod and turned on Headstrong by Trapt. It was loud, but that's how she liked it. Loud enough to block out every little thing that bugged her. She flexed her shoulders and went to leap up to the railings above her, but Dolan caught her shoulder.

"Look." He pointed to the track, where people were practicing for, well, the track team. In the center of the foot ball field was a small, misshapen black object.

"Aden, you didn't." She sighed, then grinned. "You did."

"Yup. And this is going to be good. It took me two hours to make that one."

"Two hours? That's the longest it's ever taken you!" She gasped. He took a drag of his cigarette and put it out in the palm of his hand, putting it behind his ear and grinning. He's particularly handsome, but Caden never thought of him that way. Dolan was handsome in his own way. While they are both intimidating, Aden is strawberry blond with light blue eyes and pale skin, and very tall- lean with muscles; Dolan has angular features with black hair, eyes, and olive skin. He's not as tall as Aden, but he's up there in height too. They were asked to join the basket ball team in their freshmen years- until they turned into the school screw ups.

"Yeah, I know." With that he crouched low and watched with satisfaction. Caden took her ear buds out and covered her ears as she heard Aden's "Five…four…three…" Dolan put his hands over hers. She smiled a little.

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Tyson heard the bang or boom from his middle school. He felt it too. For an eleven year old, he was good with sounds and feels. He knew that it was his friend Aden's bomb that went off. He's Tyson's neighbor. Tyson got skipped up a grade last year so he's in seventh grade, but just because he's smart, doesn't mean he's a star student. He and Licia- a fourteen year old who got held back- are also good friends, and they cause so much trouble that it's a wonder they haven't been suspended yet. Licia gave him a wicked grin, tied her curly brown hair up and snuck out the always open window. Lucky for the school they are in study hall- they'll never be missed. Tyson followed quickly, rolling until he caught his balance. They would never actually be a real member of Aden's group, because they weren't half as bad as those three, but still. They were okay friends of them all. Aden already has three piercings in his left ear, a tattoo, and a bad habit of smoking. Only when he's really excited though. Dolan, a dark boy who hung out with Aden a lot, has a few tattoos, also, and a bad habit of getting into nasty fights. Caden, the only girl of the three some, is just really looking for someone to want her. Well, that's what Erimentha told him, anyway. She's his little sister, and she goes by Erim. Her name means Collector of Thoughts…it's right on the nose, too. Because at times, Erim can read minds. Tyson got the feeling that Caden just liked to do stuff though. Just to get an adrenaline rush. Plus those three had been friends since middle school- wreaking havoc where ever they go.

"Shut up, Licia." He sighed, having ignored her the whole time, but now heard her.

"Should we get Erim?" She asked quietly as they hopped the fence.

"No, she already knows. Oh, damn." His pants got caught. He quickly ripped from the knee down off of both legs and just ran. Aden- whom Tyson could see from here- had a few more bruises on his arms from his step dad, but looked actually better than he had last time the guy got mad. Caden only had one black eye, and Dolan didn't have any gashes from knives, so it seemed to be a good day.

"Maybe we can just spend the rest of the day with them. Or we could all just get far away from school grounds and get ice cream. I saw this place and it was tagged on the side and I wondered if Caden and her group did that. They're really good at it, too. I've seen it. And-"

"Licia! Quiet until we get over there." Something wasn't right. Something is going wrong. Tyson saw everything now. A boy ran over when the bomb went off and was okay now, though flirting with Caden. Dolan looked ready too kill. So did Aden. Fortunately Caden can look after her self when it comes to scrawny track runners. She punched out, snarling something.

"Tyson, come here." Aden growled, motioning wildly.

"Yeah?" He asked, hunching over and pulling a match out of his shoe.

"Go straight to Erim's school and get her. Take her to the garage. Go," he said urgently, looking at something that Tyson didn't notice. He nodded and took off.

"Go with him Licia." Caden said, massaging her knuckles and looking ready to fight. Licia nodded and ran off.

"This isn't going to be good." Aden sighed.

"Why not? They want to fight, let's fight." Dolan said, then glanced at Caden as she braced her self. "What do you think you're doing?" He snapped.

"You don't think I'd chicken out now, do you? Damn preps have been waitin' for it." She snapped back.

"We're gonna have to run. We'll get them when there's no pigs around." Aden said, putting his arm through Cadens' and pulling her along. Dolan followed, looking around nervously. He had his pocket knife out and ready.

The garage was actually an unused ballet studio. It still got electricity, courtesy of an anonymous friend who cared for the cynical punks. They had also "donated" things in there. IE- a set of speakers, a guitar, drums, and a mic. Also a microwave, and sound proofed doors and windows. Donated being either stolen or fixed up. They sang to get it out as they say. Because to them every song has a meaning. The ones they liked best were the ones that made them think about their own lives.

"Dolan, why don't you go first? I can see the tension rolling off you." Caden said, sitting on the ground. Licia grinned sadistically and pulled out a paper and pen. Tyson joined her as they made plans for running away or for making chaos in their school. Erim just sat, her eyes closed, mind open.

"Fine. But you have to go next." He sighed. This was their therapy. Screaming or yelling it out. Just fine by them. He started the guitar and immediately began singing. Aden started the drums in, enjoying it. Caden watched with wide eyes- he was focusing on her.

"Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
Rather feel pain

I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you're wounded
You know (You know you know you know you know)
That I'm here to save you
You know (You know you know you know you know)
I'm always here for you
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you'll thank me later

Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain."

He sang the song with such in depth looks and voices and tones that it made them all scared for a second. And they knew he had wrists with scars- he called them battle wounds from his war with life; Aden and Caden called them his marks of idiocy. Caden had cut once before. She won't deny it- it felt good. The physical pain took the emotional pain away. But she didn't do it anymore after Erim caught her with blood running down both hands. Dolan had gotten slightly angry after it, but he couldn't say much when he was in the next block doing the same thing. But they all know how it is to want so badly to make IT go away that you'd injure yourself to get relief. That may be why he fights, though. Anger is now his drug. Caden sighed and jumped to her feet, wincing when she smiled too much and made her black eye twinge. Aden smiled encouragingly, then turned to his drums again. Dolan got on his guitar and waited for Caden to nod.

"Never win first place
Don't support the team
I can't take direction
And my socks are never clean.

Teachers dated me
My parents hated me
I was always in a fight
Cause I can't do nothin right

Every day I fight a war against the mirror
I can't take the person starin back at me

I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy

It's bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

LA told me you'll be a pop star
All you have to change
Is everything you are?

Tired of bein compared
To "that" Brittany spears
She's so pretty
That just ain't me

So doctor, doctor wont you please prescribe me something
Bein the life of someone else

I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy

It's bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

…. I wanna be somebody else." Caden sang, sighing when she was finished. That song is always making her mad and sad at the same time. Dolan hated when she sang it because- so she was told –it made him think she was going to run away or something. Aden was next, but he didn't look ready to get up.

"C'mon, Aden. It's therapy. If you wanted to do it, then it would be called something else. Seriously. I sang, you sing." Caden said, taking a bow and sitting down. He sighed and dragged the mike to the drums.

"Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
But no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
But no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and their stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
But no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
No one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
Never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
But no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
But no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like

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Welcome to my life…Welcome to my life….Welcome to my life…" He sang not looking at anyone. Caden kissed his cheek and sighed.

"We've got issues." She said. Dolan sat down hard and just lay back. His eyes shut slowly, slowing the tattoo of a skull and cross bones on the underside of his wrist. It was just above all of the inter knotting scars. They all began humming Welcome To My Life by Simple Plan, because it made them all think too hard about their lives. It said too much about them. Erim still sat quietly, looking asleep. Until of course, her blue eyes snapped open and a slow, creepy grin spread out on her face.

"I know where we can go." She murmured.

"Why would we leave?" Licia asked sarcastically. Her parents were always fighting and throwing things- she's the best at dodge ball at school. She naturally ducks at the sound of something being thrown. They sometimes bring her into the fights, too. Tyson and Erim's parents were barely home and when they were they didn't pay attention to them. So why be little angels when being little demons is so much more fun? Erim flicked a blonde curl out of her face.

"For a nine year old, you can be creepy." Tyson said, earning a kick to the shoulder. He winced and looked away.

"…I…I don't think we should leave." Caden said, shaking a little. The thought of what her 'dad' would do to her if he caught her…Shivering again. Dolan sat up and watched her discreetly from the corner of his eye.

"I don't think so either. I mean, one it's a federal offence on your record if you runaway and get caught, and personally I don't need anything else on my record thank you. I'll be put in juvie with no bond like last time. I'll pass." Aden said, toying with his home made cross- it was made of what looked like barbed wire. No one ever asked. His tattoo showed now, too. It was of a demon with wings, hands crossed over his chest with two flames on each hand. The demon was looking up and grinning sadistically.

"Where do you suggest we go, though, Erim?" Tyson asked, looking out for his sister.

"I suggest we just leave. I know where to go and so does Caden." She looked at the older, blonde girl with a sinister smile.

"I do?"

"You do, Caden Martinez-Jones." She said. Caden stiffened.

"No. I won't ask that woman for help." She said, shaking her head. The little kids looked at her curiously.

"Nothing." Something was tapping strangely on the side of the building. Ra-tap. Ra-tap. Ra-tapppppp.

"What is that? Is it a bird? Or maybe a cat. If it is can we shoot fire works at it? Just bottle rockets. I have some hidden under the floor boards." Licia said, rubbing her hands together. Aden shushed them all.

"No, that's actually someone throwing something at the building. But who knows we're here?" He asked to himself. Then he lit a smoke and peaked through the window.

"Sh!t." he said to himself, ducking down. "Well, Dolan, seems like you are going to need that knife."

"Why?" Caden demanded.

"Umm…I think your brother just ratted us out, Caden." Aden muttered, looking down sadly. Caden sighed, stood up and went to the door.

"Caden!" Dolan barked.

"What?"

"Pack your things tonight." He said with a strange look on his face.

"We'll see." She walked out. They all heard the thunk of a fist slamming into a face, and the moan of Cadens as she was beat by her brother. Tyson, Licia, Erim, and Aden were all holding Dolan back.

"She'll get it worse tonight if you don't just let it go. You heard her last time- its better if you just let it happen. Go with the flow." Aden said, sitting on Dolan's back now that he was on the ground. He growled.

"Bastard is hurting her!" He spat.

"Two bad things will happen if you go kill him right now. One, Caden will have to answer to her dads' fist and his knife, most likely. Two, you'll go back to juvie." They heard a loud scream and no one could hold Dolan back. He bulleted through the door and was on Brian like a rottweiler on a bloody steak. He is spitting with anger as he punched the boys face. His seventeen year old body seemed bigger than the twenty one year olds.

"Fuckin' bastard! Coward!" He yelled, snapping his nose. Some how he got a bloody lip. Caden was pulling him off now that Brian was unconscious. She was crying.

"Don't." She snapped in that strong voice of hers. Her nose is bleeding from both nostrils, her lip is cut, her cheek is cut and another black eye is forming on her left eye. He is shaking now, anger boiling into the drug he loved most.

"Why the hell not? Hmm?? He hurts you!"

"You don't understand, Dolan. You're big enough so that your step dad can't pick on you much anymore. Mine can still pick me up and throw me." She is shaking, but she clenched her jaw and fists, standing up right. She didn't even limp. "I'm going…home. You should too."

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Caden groaned, looking to her right. Yup. The hospital again. Luckily this time it only seemed to be a few hours that she was out. Because the clock on the wall told her it was only ten AM. Some one was standing over her. With something shiny. She whimpered, but set her lips.

"Calm down, honey. It's just a painkiller. We found you on a side road. Did you get hit by a car, or did some one do this to you?" For a split second, she thought about telling. That her adoptive father did this. That he always did. That this was nothing compared to last year when he hospitalized her for a month.

"I…I can't remember." She said with a weak cough. The woman sighed and nodded, walking out. Something on her side hurt, but Caden paid no mind. It was probably only a broken rib anyways. Some one else walked in, looking down. It was Aden.

"Hey, Caden. How are yo feeling?" He asked, sitting next to her bed. He winced at the gash across her cheek.

"I've had worse. I'll be getting out any minute now." She said confidently, trying to sit up.

"We gotta bail Dolan out again." He said, putting his head on his hands, where his elbows rested on his knees.

"Damn it." She sighed. "I told him not to!"

"It wasn't that. He went out and found some…alcohol. He was pretty depressed when he found out about you. I think he may have assaulted an officer, too."

"Aren't we a colorful bunch? I mean, you've got three counts of vandalism, breaking and entering, theft, attempted arson, what else? Well, I've got seven counts of grand theft auto, vandalism, breaking and entering, and assault. Licia even has some grand theft and assault!!" Caden threw her head back and let her eyes close for a while.

"Where are we going to get the money?" Aden asked quietly.

"I don't know. I really don't. I could do a few runs for Rico, if need be. Or you could for Piao. It's not gonna be that hard with those two- they trust us and they pay good. Just a few runs." She continued muttering that to herself, as if convincing herself.

"Piao is in jail. He got caught. Rico won't let me run for him. He's only letting you and you're in no shape to." Aden muttered, forcing his mind to think.

"I can still do it. I can drive can't I? And haven't I told you? Rico let's us use a spare car to deliver things." She murmured. She moved a little to tap Aden's shoulder, only to gasp loudly at the pain in her belly. She looked under the blanket and saw she had a long line of stitches. Aden saw too. "Okay how about I try to convince Rico that you're trustworthy?" She said meekly.

"Yeah. But how are you going to do that?"

"He' s my bio uncle. I don't think he'll take too long to convince. It's convincing him not to go murder my father and brother that's going to be hard. He's really going to kill them this time."

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Aden looked around like an alley cat, then leapt over the drunken mess that was his mother. Or step mother. What ever. If he kept quiet, he could get out and meet Caden at Rico's garage. Maybe he wouldn't feel the need to rip and tear at the flesh of his own fathers skin. If of course, the man would leave him alone.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" A deep voice yelled. Aden ducked and grabbed the fist that was thrown at him. His father was still bigger than him and he found that the ass was holding him by the tops of his arms. He kicked out and managed to somehow get the man between the legs.

"Pussy." He said, running out. Whoops. He felt another four bruises coming on. The air was cold, making him feel bad. Caden was most likely waiting outside for him.

When he got to the garage, Caden WAS outside, on the pay phone whispering something. Aden came up behind her to listen to what she was saying. Who could she be talking to on the phone?

"Dolan, it's Caden. I'm fine. Stop it okay, or we're not getting you out! Yeah. No we don't have it right now, we're doing runs again. Shut up. If you don't watch your back all the time then they'll kick your a-butt." She laughed. "Yeah, maybe I'll redeem my self. By the way, when you get out, you're going to be in so much trouble. Maybe you'll want to stay safe behind the bars before I can get to you, boy. If I ever catch you drinking again, I'll kick your butt my self. Got it?" She snorted.

"No, I do not. And yes I do count tequila as a drink and no I do not approve of alcohol even at parties. Stop fooling arou-" She stopped talking. "What?"

"I gotta go. This prick thought he'd try to hit me from behind. Bye." Aden heard the line go dead. Caden sighed and hung up.

"I hope he's okay, Aden." She said. He grinned.

"That boy has been in there more times than I have, so I think he'll be okay."