A/N: First story; let's do this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride.

Avaricious- To show extreme greed or selfishness; to keep something to one's self.

"Nudge!" Max shouted, banging her fists on the white wood in front of her. "Open up the dang door!"

"I can't!" Came the muffled replied. "I'm in the shower, and if I get out the floor's going to be wet."

Max gritted her teeth. Nudge always did this. Every single freaking morning she did this. She would go into the bathroom at seven, lock the door, and take an almost two hour shower. And no matter how many times the brunette told her, Nudge always forgot. It was now officially one of Max's pet peeves.

"Then put a towel on or something!"

"I'm washing my hair! Just give me a sec!"

"Nudge!"

"Max!"

"Can you stop being self-centered for one minute? Other people need to use the bathroom too!"

"Deal with it, I'm busy!"

Max's grip on her towel tightened. She could bare it, she could handle it, she wouldn't lose her cool this time-

"In fact," Nudge's smug voice suddenly sang from the other side of the door. "You can just wait. The bathroom's mine right now, and I'm not giving it up."

That was the last straw; Max snapped. The towel dropped to the tile floor below her with a dull 'thud', and the sound cracking wood followed soon after that. A screech rang out from behind the shower curtain as splinters of wood went flying in all directions.

Acting as she hadn't just kicked down the door, Max snatched up her towel and proceeded into the bathroom. She did her daily routine effortlessly; brushing her hair, her teeth, and then washing her face. All the while ignoring the mortified Nudge still standing in the shower, a fluffy white towel now wrapped around her tightly.

After awhile, Max deemed herself ready, and began to walk back to her room to change clothes; but not before turning to Nudge and addressing her.

"Don't lock the door anymore." She told her dryly, and then resumed her stride.

As the brunette continued down the hallway, the rest of the Flock's doors opened. The loud crack of the wood being split had woken them all up, and they wanted to know what the heck was going on.

"Um," Fang called to Max when she passed by him. "What was that noise before?"

Without even sparing him a glance, she replied:

"Oh, nothing. Nudge was just hogging the bathroom."

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