Um, hey.. This is my first Maximum Ride story (and I notice the summary sucks), so please tell me what you think about it...
Disclaimer: I don't own what I don't own. The band name and future songs I'm gonna put in included.
Fang's POV
"THANK YOU, ARIZONA!" I yelled into the speakerphone. I had given up on microphones after the first year and decided that I should only use microphones for singing. Not speaking or yelling at concerts. I was breathing heavily ad inwardly cursing myself for wearing black jeans on a hot day. It felt like someone was trying to burn my legs. After a bit of talking, I decided it was a wrap and got off stage after a few byes with the fans. I was tired enough and yet I still had a signing thing after this. Some people would think that living the life of a singer or a famous person would be all fun and relaxing. Well, let me tell you something; it isn't. In fact, it's tiring and drains a whole lot of energy from you. Especially if you're the one screaming and singing into the microphone. Aside from that though, you're right; it is fun.
If you haven't got it yet, I'm the vocalist and backing guitarist of a worldwide known band; Before Today. Just then, Iggy appeared beside me, holding out a water bottle my way. I took it out of his hand gratefully and chugged half of it down.
"Thanks…" I nodded gratefully. Iggy was our lead guitarist and the clown of our group.
"No prob, Fangster." I glared at him before focusing my attention back at the ground ahead of me.
"Don't call me that. Where's everyone?"
"Gazzy and Sam are already at the signing thing and Dylan is calling his girlfriend," he replied. Gazzy was our drummer and Dylan was our bassist. Sam was our manager, only older than us by a few years; he was in his twenties while we were about sixteen until eighteen. I was about to respond when my phone rang. I looked at the caller id, which spelled out 'DAD'.
"Gotta take this, catch up with you later." Iggy nodded and walked towards the direction of our bus. The signing was right next to it. I walked around aimlessly as I put my phone to my ear.
"Hey, dad…" I greeted into the phone. My dad was a doctor who specialized in taking care of cancer patients. That was why he was almost always busy.
"Hey, Ni- I mean, Fang. Heard you just finished your last tour concert and you're taking a break." It was true, I've been thinking for a while and decided that I should take a break for a year or so.
"Yeah, but I still have this signing thing after…"
"How about coming over to the office after that, huh? Your sister's here," he offered. He works in here, in Arizona. Though he sometimes travels a little, he mostly just stays here.
"Sure. And Sam and the band?"
"That's great; I want you to meet someone! And bring them with you. Nudge can't wait to see Iggy again…" I heard a faint shriek of 'DAD!' from the other line which was most likely my sister, Nudge. She had this huge crush on Iggy and the same thing with Iggy. Only they're both too much of a coward to admit it. And of course, Iggy still has this 'thing' for relationships, considering he just got out of one. So, he told me that he would want to 'wait for the right time'. He was such a girl sometimes…
"Okay then, dad… See you then, I have to catch up with the rest…"
"Okay, see you then." And then he hung up. I guess we were going to the hospital after this then…I sighed and walked towards the tour bus, preparing myself to face the excited crowd lining up in front of it.
Max's POV
I sighed as I leaned into the plush hospital bed. My sister, Ella was sitting in the armchair next to the bed, watching the TV. I heard a knock on the door before it was opened and Nudge came in. She was my doctor's daughter and Ella's new best friend. She took the title 'motor mouth' to a whole new level.
"Hey, Max! Hey, Ella! Guess what?!" She yelled excitedly.
"What?" Ella replied just as excitedly.
"My brother and his friends are coming over!" She announced excitedly.
"You mean-." Ella's eyes widened.
"Yep!" Nudge nodded.
"No way!"
"Yes way!"
"No!"
"Yes!" Ella opened her mouth but before any sound could come out, I interrupted her.
"Please, Ella… You're making me deaf. Her brother and his friends are coming. Okay? Okay."
"Max! Why aren't you all excited?!" Ella exclaimed loudly.
"Because I have no idea what the heck you're talking about…?" I gestured at them to elaborate and explain further.
"Her brother's in the band, Before Today!" Ella yelled.
"Really?" I asked, uninterested. I mean, what's the big deal?
"Yes really! And the rest of the band is also coming over!" Nudge announced excitedly.
"Ella, I thought you didn't really like their music…?"
"Well, not all of their songs are filled with screaming… When are they coming?" Ella asked, turning to look at Nudge.
"In about an hour…" Nudge answered, bouncing on her feet with excitement.
"That's great… Let me sleep until then," I said, before drifting off into peaceful slumber, ignoring both Nudge and Ella's protests…
Fang's POV
We finally arrived at the hospital about an hour or two later. My dad had said something about wanting me to meet someone. Which is what has been bouncing around my mind for the past hour we spent in the signing and the trip here. It has been a long day and it was about four p.m. now. We walked into the hospital and asked for my dad. And after twenty minutes of long waiting, he finally appeared from one of the rooms.
"Hey, dad," I greeted him. My greeting was followed by a round of 'heys' from the band and Sam.
"Hello, guys… Fang, I want you and the rest to go see your sister. She's currently in one of my patients' room. Um, number 412. It's on the fourth floor. Now I have to go check on some people, I'll catch up later. Just stay in there until I get there, okay?"
"Okay, dad…" I replied.
"Oh, and don't do anything stupid. Sam, I trust you with them. Remember, nothing stupid," he warned.
"Yes, sir. I'll do that," Sam nodded.
"You better," my dad replied before walking off to another hallway. We got on the elevator and eventually reached the fourth floor. I'm just going to skip all the boring details of trying to find the room because honestly, it was quite confusing. Every single hallway looked the same… We finally reached a cream colored door with the writing '412' on the door. I knocked on the door and stepped inside the room soundlessly.
"Nudge?" I called out. No answer. I walked further into the room to find no one but a beautiful girl our age, sleeping soundlessly on the hospital bed. She had long blonde hair with brown highlights and extremely pale skin. She had tube stuck to her chest somehow. I guess this was the person my dad wanted me to meet…? I heard the door click open and shut before hearing the sound of heels clicking against the floor.
"Fang!" I heard a girly squeal behind me and turned to face her.
"Hey, Nudge…" I greeted halfheartedly as a bunch of 'heys' were heard from the guys.
"Is she sleeping?" The girl beside Nudge asked, poking her head to the side to see the girl on the hospital bed. Iggy nodded in response.
"Oh yeah… Guys, that's Max and this is Ella, her sister," Nudge introduced.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Iggy, the guitarist."
"Dylan, the bass."
"Gazzy, should I say what I play? I think you'd know."
"Fang."
"Sam, the manager of these idiots."
"Hey!" Iggy protested but everyone ignored him.
Gazzy gestured at Max, lowering his voice, "What's wrong with her?"
"Primary lung cancer on both. We found out about it when she was ten. It got worse a few months ago and hasn't been getting any better," Ella explained.
"Isn't this supposed to happen to people sixty and above? Not teenagers…?" Dylan questioned. Even with the 'pretty boy' image he has, he was the smartest of us all… in all this medical stuff anyway. And that's because his 'backup carrier' was to be a doctor. Worlds apart from being in a band, isn't it? Well, not really but you get what I mean… Gazzy's plan was to start making explosives which he is good at. Iggy plans on being Gazzy's partner in crime as a part time job and to open a successful potato farm. Don't ask because I honestly have no idea. But me though… I have no idea on what I'll do after the band is over. I was quite decent at painting and drawing so I guess what could work out…
"Yeah, mostly… But apparently not on this case," Ella replied. Then I saw a movement from the hospital bed and a groan coming from the same place.
"Oh! Max! You're awake! I want you to meet my big bro!" Nudge squealed and started dragging me by the wrist towards the bed. Her nails were going to leave a mark later on…
"Umm… Hey," I said, scratching the back of my head awkwardly.
"Uh, hi…?" she replied, looking at Nudge questioningly.
"You guys are so…" Nudge paused, looking for the right word.
"Awkward," Ella whispered from beside her.
"Awkward! You're so awkward!" Nudge continued.
"Anyways, Max… We're all gonna go. Except for you Fang, you stay here. And if you even try stepping out of the room, I will shave your eyebrows," Nudge announced, dragging everyone out of the door by the arm.
"I'm Iggy by the way!"
"I'm Dylan!"
"Gazzy!"
"I'm Sam!"
And just like that, everyone was out of the door. Leaving me standing there in a hospital room alone with Max.
Nudge's POV
"You think it would work?" Ella asked, glancing worriedly at Max's door now and then.
"I'm sure… Believe it or not, Fang is a thousand times more optimistic than Max. Even if he's the silent guy. Max needs it," I replied. Though there was a big chance that they would chew each other out before they even knew each other well enough. But Ella didn't need to know that…
So tell me what you think... R&R