Sorry I haven't been writing my chapters lately. I've been busy spending time with my cousin who just came back from Georgia. Anyways, here is My new story for Make A Move! Its still a songfic, however I'm using songs that I've created from scratch.
Max's Pov:
I was so nerves. Tonight was my first mini concert ever. My bands name is Avenge for Death. We are all girls with hearts of steal. My name is Maximum Ride Marcez, but if you call me Maximum, Ill kill you. Just call me Max. Angle is the youngest of the band. She is a bundle of girly/punk angle/devil.
Her blonde hair in pigtails, her blue eyes that match perfectly with her fancy rebel ruffle dress. I felt so lucky to have her as my drummer. And guess what...Shes only 13! I know right? Nudge was the mocha skin, talkative teen girl with burgundy red hair. She had it braided triple tied. Her outfit was a camouflage vest with combat boots. Oh, with matching pants of course. She is my bass player. Her age is 15.
Ella, my real sister had black hair that faded into rainbow curls. She had on a green shirt with black pants and white vans. She is our lead guitarist. She and I are the oldest. Where both 17, but I'm the older one by two months.
And me, I had blond hair with peacock green and peacock blue curls. My hair reached my back, but I had it pulled in front of me. My dress was sleeveless, the top was black, and when it reached your waist it would turn in to a pumpkin dress. Only it wasn't as puffy as people usually were them. I'm the lead singer. I also play rhythm guitar.
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I grabbed my water and took a huge swig of it before I felt a hand slap my back. I coughed it up and wiped the water from my mouth. I turned around to give who ever did that a punch in the face. Yet I stopped my self to see my friend Iggy. He had his hands up in defense of my attempted to beating the hell out of him. "Iggy! Your back from Arizona!" Yelled Ella She jumped on his back and gave him a big smooch on the cheek. "Yep. I missed you babe. I couldn't stop thinking about ya." He tried to sound so cool and hip. She gave him the eyebrow raise making him grin really huge. Like the Cheshire cat I guess.
"Iggy, You don't have to act all cool in front of your friends. We ALL knew the real you." Said Nudge He sighed and put on a silly face making Angle laugh like crazy. " Same annoying laugh I purism?" Gazzy, the little man said. He is 15 years old. He is also Angles brother. She hit his arm and called him childish names like Gassy, Captain Terror, or Butt munch. He waved it off and replied " Well we finally found a singer and guitarist for our band. His name is Nick, but we call him Fang. Right Fangy?" A boy with pitch black hair and a pair of brown eyes emerged from the boy group. He wore a Ghost Buster shirt and black jeans. Well hell, he isn't half bad. Isn't half bad?! He is sexy to the core. He entered the group and shook everyone's hands. " Hi. I'm Nick Walker. Please call me Fang. Its my nickname." He looked at Ella and said " You must be Ella. I've header so much about you. Iggy here was just rattling on and on about how he missed his Ella smoochy kins." Ella laughed and Iggy chuckled and went dead silent. We followed his eyes the the bitchy Miss Lissa.
"Keep it down nerds. Were trying to rehears our songs." She shouted out through a nuzzle nose plug. She had just gotten a nose job. Her eyes stopped on Fang and she approached him. " Hi. I'm Lissa, you new here? I would know you if you weren't." He backed away and told her " Eww. You smell kind of bitch. Oh! I mean fishy. Please leave. My eyes are burning." Our jaws dropped. No one rejects Lissa.
Her eyes narrowed and she faced me. "Oh. Well hello Matt. I'm just going to come out with it. Bridget and J.J aren't coming back to the group. So stop trying to convenes them. Ok?" "Watch it before I finish your half way done nose job." She raised her hand to her nose and smirked. "You know...It must suck being Adopted." I jumped at her, but someone stopped me. It was Fang. He tried to keep me steal but I was on a rampage. " Take that shit back you bitch!" Yelled Ella.
"Ha! Like hell. How does it feel to be adopted and unwanted? Does it feel good? Or do you still miss Little Ari? No? How about Daddy and Mommy?" Iggy ran at her and punched her in the mouth. " Leave you heartless slut!" he screamed. I pulled away from Fang and sat on a bench nearby. "Max..." Angle rested her tiny hand on my shoulder. I smiled at her to reassure the others that I was fine. Nope. I wasn't fine at all. She knew I was adopted and that I was sensitive about my old family. It was a fake smile.
"Now please! Let us introduce you to " The Shadows!" "yelled the announcer. Iggy had went to Arizona to visit his family. Gazzy came too. That must have been where they found Fang. Iggy walked out on stage with his boy band and they all shouted some words of happy go lucky band good lucks.
Fang walked out on stage and began singing with his guitar.
~Darkest Monster
Did you know you have just awoken
a monster from hell.
No? Did you know that I'm your monster,
I had dropped and fell.
Gravity has never felt so sweet.
(Its killing me)
Its killing me.
Its rotting in side of me.
The night is dark and I'm awake for the
rapture!
Can you cut me up after I am
captured?
You know
(You know)
You know
(You know)
I'm the darkest monster!
Can you sell my soul to my lover?
Bring me to life and tell her I lover her?
Can you feel the fingers in your hair?
Cause its all that I do for love and care.
The devils teeth are sharp,
and it taring away at my heart!
I can't even see,
Is it after you, or after me?
I doesn't matter anymore,
cause its emerging from my core!
Run!
(Run!)
Run!
(Run!)
I'm the darkest monster...
Can you feel the finger in your hair...
Devils teeth so sharp...
AND IT FUCKING TARING ME APPART!
TARING AT MY HEART!
You know what?
You better run.
(A/N: This took me like 10 minuets to write. I know, not enough time.
I made this song up. I hope it was good.)
I stood wide eyed. Wow. Fang was amazing at this. He had a voice that sounded like Kellen Quinn's.
It was our time now. Me and my band walked out there and we started out with a rebel yell.
~Miss Me Bye
Your walking around the halls at night.
Thinking about our fight.
You say you didn't mean it at all,
yet you know your going to miss me bye.
And I cry!
To the heavens, to the sky.
Finally I'm free from my burden of worry.
I'm tired of you judging me!
Now you never thought you would see what your going to see.
Your going to miss me bye!
I'm ready to fly!
God give me strength,
even though I've sinned,
I still want to give it a try!
Give me wings I'm ready...
to die.
You felt my pain and my sadness.
You waved off the awareness.
Depreciation is like a fur coat.
Its made of dead things, but it keeps me warm.
I'm tired of you judging me!
Please, God give me wings!
I still want to give it a try!
I'm ready to die!
Oh boy...
Your going to miss me bye.
I let out my fury in my songs. I wasn't good at screaming, so I was just a passionate singer. Like the singer from Icon for hire. One of my favorite bands. I walked off stage and smirked at Lissa, who had on a pissy face.
"Sucks to Suck." I passed her smiling. Fang for some reason was the first one to great me. His dark hair in his face. I couldn't tell if he was trying to hid his sexy face or his hair is just in the way. "So, ah...Your really good." he mumbled. I blushed and replied " Thanks. Your pretty good yourself. You sound so in to the music." He raised his eyebrow at me and nodded off towed Lissa.
I shook my head and told him "Lissa is a bitch who thinks she can black mail me by stealing my friends. Oh. And she is also a slut who try's her best to get under my skin. Which don't usually work however..." I trailed off. I wasn't gong to explain to him about my past. I don't want anyone's pity. Which I get a lot.
Lissa went out on stage and began singing her nasty nuzzle song.
~Party 2.0
I'm getting down
I'm holding up
I'm falling down
I'm rising up
Cause we gonna Party, hardy, rockin, oh lawrdy.
Its a Party 2.0,
I'm a fine ass hoe,
I'll be like Miley,
and twerk it,
Oh, Hot tomaly.
Let me see yo hand in the air,
Let me see you whip yo hair,
Its a Party 2.0,
You a nasty ass hoe,
I'll be dropping
it hot,
playing right there on the spot,
selfys in the bathroom,
with my homies,
named Catheron.
I'm as easy as chess,
please feel my hot breast,
I'm down for it
Its a Party 2.0.
Hoe!
Wow.
End of my first chapter!
I made all the songs up. Depreciation is like a fur coat. Its made of dead things, but it keeps me warm.
~Quote Icon for Hire.
Please enjoy! X(
