Author's Note: So basically this is my first fanfiction….just to warn you, this may suck (So bad that you'd probably need to clean your eyes with acid, burn them and….yeah) Ideas on how to improve my writing and what to do next would be gladly appreciated :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, the story belongs to Mr. James Patterson himself…though I wish I did….especially Fang. Sigh.
"Max…..Max…..Maxine….Maximum…Maxie….MAX WAKE THE HELL UP!" For a moment, that annoying voice had disappeared, and I finally had peace to sleep and dream about bacon….mmm delicious bacon…
SPLASH! A bucket of freezing water was dumped onto me, instantly waking me up, and boy, was I pissed. "Oi?! What the Hell was that for?!" I snarled, my eyes instantly zoning in on my sister, Ella, who was standing over me, a blue bucket dangling from her manicured hands.
My sister's eyes widened as she stared at the furious expression on my face, slowly beginning to back away towards the door, stuttering, "Well…y-you s-s-see we have s-school today, and I-I was g-gonna….pick…out some clothes for you to wear, so I thought….y-you know, I-I'll just…RUN!" She whirled around and dashed through the door as I sprang from my bed, running after her.
"Get back here! I swear, when I catch you –
"Max?" I skidded to a stop, blinking in surprise when I realized it was Mom. How did I not see her…oh, maybe it was because I wanted to wrap my hands around my sister's throat and….herm, sorry. "Mom? Oh, hi. Mornin'."
My mom raised an eyebrow, putting her hands on her hips. "What's going on?" She gave me the Don't-you-dare-lie-to-me-because-I-know-everything look.
"Ella splashed ice cold water on me!"
"That was because you wouldn't wake up!" Ella retorted, poking her head around the corner.
"Whose fault was that?! You were the one who kept me up all night with Justin Beiber blasting in your room!"
"Well it helps me sleep!"
"Helps you sleep? You mean, that Beiver that sings like a dead cat that had just gotten run over by a car?! How can that help you sleep?"
Ella's big brown eyes narrowed at me. She opened her mouth to snap back, but one look from Mom, and she was silent. "Both of you shut it! Now, go get ready before you're late for your first day of school."
Damn, why did we have to go to school? "Urgh, alright, fine." I turned around and stalked back to my room, slamming the door behind me. Now, all I had to do was throw on a pair of jeans, a shirt, my converse, and then…. "ELLA! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY CLOTHES?!"
I could hear my sister laughing in the other room. That little….Urgh! "I replaced your old clothes with once that fit in with this century, Max. That's all. Now get dressed!"
Why did this have to happen to me? Why couldn't someone somewhere else in this world have this pawn of satin? Grumbling, I went through my closet, grimacing when I found a shirt that could have been considered a bikini top. Rifling through, I finally just grabbed a red plaid shirt, black skinny jeans, red converse, and threw them on, quickly running a brush through my dirty blonde hair before heading out, grabbing a piece of toast from a plate that my Mom had set on the counter and shoveled it into my mouth. "Ella, let's go! You have thirty seconds to get your butt downstairs before I –
"What was that, Max?" She asked innocently from behind me.
I jumped at least a foot in the air and turned on her, putting a hand on my heart. "God, you scared me half to death. I was going to say I'd leave you, but since you're already here….I guess I won't have to. Bye Mom." I mumbled, waving at her before heading out with Ella stumbling after me in her high heels.
After about a half an hour of walking, we finally arrived at the high school. Ella waved at a group of her friends and smiled before parting with me and went over to them, the group instantly beginning to chat about who knows what.
As I made my way to homeroom, an arm wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me into a lean side. "Maxie! Long time no see!"
"Hey Iggy, what's up?" I laughed, looking up into his light blue eyes, noting how tall he had gotten over the summer. It hadn't been to long ago that he had been as tall as I had been, but then again, the kid was like a weed. He had to be at least 6'2" now.
He ran a hand through his strawberry blonde hair again and sighed dramatically. Oh boy, the king of drama was going to make his speech. "Well you see, my dear Max, the sky is up, if you hadn't known already. I mean, you must be stupid to not know what is above us."
I raised an eyebrow and poked him in the side. "Look who's talking. At least I didn't put leftovers that were covered in tin foil then put it into the microwave."
Iggy made an exasperated noise and turned on me, folding his arms over his chest. "That was an accident! I was still half asleep and I wanted left over pizza from the night before! It's not my fault that I wasn't thinking straight!"
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, rubbing my forehead. "Whatever. Anyways, what's your homeroom?"
Iggy pulled out his schedule, peered at it for a moment, then said, "Mrs. Williams it looks like. What about you, Max?"
I looked at my own schedule. "Um…Mrs. Williams, too."
Iggy grinned and steered me towards the class, just as the five minute bell rang. "Come on, let's go."
Cue sigh. "Ig, we're already there. The class is right in front of you."
For a moment, Iggy was silent as he frowned at the door in front of us, and then he gestured for me to enter, opening the door for me. "After you, my Queen."
I glared at him, mumbling, "Sexist pig," before walking in, taking a seat next to the window while Iggy sat behind me.
"Alright, now that everyone's here, I'm going to take roll call." Mrs. Williams announced, beginning to read from her list. "Christian Alvarez…Tyler Brooks…"
I pretty much zoned out as she continued to call out names, tapping my pencil on the desk while taking an interest in the world outside. Did you know that Arizona is pretty this time of year? Yeah, nothing but dirt, sand, dirt, and oh look, more sand, with the occasional sprinkle of trees here and there. (A/N: I grew up in Arizona, so I know what it's like :D)
"Nicholas Martinez?" Silence. "Absent. Maxine Ride?"
Time seemed to slow down as she waited for me to answer. Breath, Max. In, Out. In, out. In…out. Through, clenched teeth, I said, "It's Max."
"Excuse me?" Mrs. Williams turned her piercing gray eyes on me which seemed to see right into my soul. Man, that woman had creepy eyes.
"I said, my name is Max." I narrowed my eyes, daring her to say something. The room was silent as my classmates looked between the two of us like they were watching a tennis match before…BANG!
The door flew open and a guy stumbled through, gasping for air. He was dressed in all black, and I mean, all black, including his eyes which flicked around the room, as if he were noting who all was in here. "Sorry I'm late. I kind of got lost…" He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, and his dark, smoldering gaze fell on me. For a moment, I could see they were filled with mild curiosity before he turned back to our grumpy teacher.
"I'll excuse you since you are new here, Mr. Martinez, but next time you're late, you'll be staying after. Take a seat next to Ms. Ride. Maxine, raise your hand!"
I swear, the next time she calls me that, I'm going to strangle her and then dump her body in a ditch. I raised my hand and waved, watching him as he walked over and took a seat next to me.
As Mrs. Williams droned on about the classroom rules and expectations, I decided to look over at Nicholas who looked as bored as I was, with his chin in his hand as he doodled on a piece of paper. He was quite…good looking I suppose. I could imagine all the girls in the school would be drooling over him. Speaking of said girls… "Hey, Nicholas!" A nasally voice whispered from behind us.
I glanced over and rolled my eyes when I realized it was Lissa. Said girl smiled sweetly and waved at Mr. Tall, Dark, and Silent who nodded silently at her. "I was wondering if you'd like to hang out with my friends and I at lunch today…we would totally love if you did."
I saw him wince, and, being the hero that I am, I swooped in and saved his sorry butt. "Honey, I don't think he'd enjoy hanging out with you and your band of sluts drooling on his arm. I already volunteered to show him around and eat lunch with us."
Nick raised an eyebrow, but I could see the relief in his eyes. Lissa huffed and glared at me, but she only managed to pull off the look of a constipated cow. "Ugh, whatever."
After class, I gathered up my things, slung my backpack over my shoulder, and turned to Nick and Iggy. "So…guys what do you have next?"
Iggy shrugged. "I have Biology next. What about you guys?"
"English with Mr. Thayer." Nick said, giving me a questioning look. A man of many words I see. Note the sarcasm.
"Me too. Nicholas, care to let me assist you to class?" I asked, putting a hand on my hip.
"It's Fang, and why don't we walk together without having you assist me."
Iggy and I stared at him. "…Did you just say Fang?" We were met by silence, and then the two of us burst into hysterical laughter. "Isn't that the name of a dog?"
I laughed even harder. "He must be a vampire…Quick, I'll grab the holy water!" I took out my water bottle from my backpack and held it up to the sky. "God, bless this water! Pure this demon of darkness!" I unscrewed the cap and proceeded to splash Fang with water.
I swear, the air seemed colder as he turned on me, his eyes blazing. "Oh, it's on, Ride." And then he snatched up my water bottle and dumped it over my head.
Iggy immediately stopped laughing and began to back away. "Um…I'm going to get to class. Fang, I suggest you run before she murders you." He took off in the opposite direction just as I lunged at Fang, my hair plastered to my head. "You are so dead!"
He dodged the attack and ran down the hall, ignoring the bewildered looks from the students, me right on his heels. After a few minutes, he slipped into a room and disappeared. I growled and flung open the door, only to be met by Mr. Thayer who stood by his desk, arms folded and his eyes narrowed, taking in my drenched appearance. "And what is with the loud ruckus, Ms. Ride?"
"Nothing, sir. Just trying to get to class on time." As if God had answered my prayer, the bell rang, signaling the start of class.
"Very well. Take a seat then."
I sighed with relief and headed over to an empty desk that just so happened to be right in front of Martinez himself. Glaring daggers at him, I threw myself into my chair, leaning back so I could quietly whisper, "You better pray to God that you won't end up in the hospital, but don't be surprised if you end up in a hospital bed on life support." And, yet again, I zoned out as Mr. Thayer droned on. Man, I couldn't wait until lunch.
When the bell rang signaling the start of lunch, I headed straight for the lunch area and slid into the seat between Iggy and Fang while Ella, her friend Nudge, and Gazzy (don't ask; it's a long story) sat on the opposite side of the table.
"So guys, this is Fang. Fang, meet Ella, Nudge, and Gazzy." The three greeted him and began to pelt him with questions. Poor, poor him. Trying to be the silent one was going to be tough, especially when he had to answer all of their questions.
"Where are you from?"
"Virginia."
"Really? Why did you move out here to Arizona?"
"Nice weather." Iggy and I snorted at this one. Nice weather. Riiiiiight.
"How was your old school?"
"Boring."
"How do you like it here?"
"S' cool."
Jeeze, the kid really was not a big talker. I stand corrected; he really did pull of answering all those questions with only a few words. "Alright, stop harassing the poor kid. Save the questions for later so he can actually eat."
The three sighed and went back to eating, but Nudge poked at her food. "Is this edible? I'm pretty sure the Jell-o moved. Eew that would be so gross. I mean, what do they put in their food? Are they trying to kill us?! Omg, I'm too young to die. There are so many things I want to do, places that I want to see, like Paris. Ooh, I hear Paris is lovely this time of year! I mean mph –
Gazzy, thankfully, clapped a hand over dear Nudge's mouth and shut her up. "Nudge, relax. Calm down."
Iggy sighed with relief and dramatically wiped his forehead. "Phew, for a moment I thought I would bleed out, I mean, my ears were bleeding."
We all laughed, but I stopped sniffing the air. "W…what's that…smell. Oh god, Gazzy!" I choked, coughing and covering my nose with my shirt. "That was horrible!"
Iggy clawed at his throat. "I need a gas mask!"
All of us covered our noses, but we were all laughing hysterically. I'm pretty sure the rest of the people around us deemed us insane and probably wanted to admit us into a mental hospital, but who cared? I mean, I sure didn't.
I smiled and gazed around at my friends until my eyes fell on Fang. He was still his silent self, but I could see the faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth and the amusement in his eyes. Almost as if he knew that I was watching him, he turned to me and smirked. "See something you like, Maxie?"
I blushed but hid it with a scowl. "Unfortunately, no, Fangy-poo. All I see is a bunch of crap. Oh and don't think I haven't forgotten about earlier. I really will destroy you." I grinned cheekily as his eyes narrowed but I could tell he was laughing. On the inside. Psh, why couldn't he just laugh outright? Oh, that's right; he's pulling the whole, macho and silent thingy ma jig. Sigh. This was going to be a long year.
