Well, here starts my second fanfiction story! Planning on a two-three shot, depends on what happens when I finish chapter two. I hope you like it. Please, please, please read and review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, or the characters, James Patterson does. And I'm pretty sure the United States owns Oregon:-P
And before I forget...that's to my buddy turquoise.seas for help with developing my plot. I don't know what I would do without you!!
Max POV
Flying. As often as I experience it, the feeling of floating through the clear blue sky is still just as delightfully exhilarating as always. Unfortunately, the sky wasn't so blue today.
The flock and I were coasting over Oregon, above the clouds. As we flew further toward the center of the state, the clouds grew darker and more prevalent.
Not wanting to get stuck in a storm, I instructed the gang to find a safe place to land. We surged downward, hovering above the dense forest canopy.
Suddenly, I heard a crack of thunder in the distance, and in an instant, I felt a sheet of rain pelting my back and white, tan, and black wings. A sudden downpour drenched us all. Using my raptor-like vision, I spotted an opening in the treetops for the flock to drop down into.
"Over there, guys!" I shouted over the wind, directing them toward our potential resting place. I blinked water out of my eyes as I watched Fang lead the group down, followed by Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, and Iggy, who was carrying Total. I followed up the rear.
I deftly directed myself into the hole, touching my feet to the soggy ground. Running to a stop, I slipped and fell into a huge, wet, puddle of mud.
The flock attempted to stifle giggles behind me, as I stood up covered head to toe in brown muck. Even Fang's mouth twitched upward in a sort of half-grin. I gave him one of my classic malicious glares and he shrugged. "Brown just isn't your color, Max."
My cheeks flamed red. Oh, he was getting it now! "Oh yeah?" I inquired, reaching down and whipping a handful of solid mud at his face. I hit my mark before flawlessly. Fang didn't even have time to react.
His jaw dropped in astonishment, and I was tempted to throw another clump into the gaping hole. As I bent down to do just that, a force hit me head-on, knocking me backward into the sludge once again.
My entire back, including my wings, obtained a dense covering of thick brown. Fang was perched on top of me, triumphant. I grabbed his forearm and yanked him down beside me, turning our skirmish into a complete battle.
I stood up, only to feel Fang's strong arm wrap around my waist, heaving me down again. I stayed there, lying in the mud, my head resting on Fang's muscular chest. I couldn't contain my laughter; especially feeling his body, rising and falling as he snickered.
We all continued rolling around in the dirt until the rain had almost stopped. Our giggles echoed through the woods, slowly receding with the drizzle.
Smiling, I stood. "Well, guys, I was counting on the rain to clean us off, but," I said, holding my arm out to demonstrate, "that's probably not going to happen. So, let's find a lake to wash off in."
The rest of the flock agreed, and then prepared to follow me into the sky. As I backed up, unfurling my wings for take off, Fang walked past me. "Don't slip."
The comment, of course, jinxed me, and I stumbled as I ran forward. Still, I had managed a relatively smooth, clean incline.
Once the entire flock had fumbled into the air, we began the search for our next destination. Fang glided silently up beside me, the subtle smirk on his face acknowledging my embarrassing departure.
Just wait, Fang, I thought. Just wait.
I hope you enjoyed! You have obviously done the reading part, so reviews are GREATLY appriciated! They make me feel warm and fuzzy inside!!