Hi...Well...here is the first chapter!
Chapter 1
iPods
Walking around town...trying to forget anything ever happened.
Me, Iggy, Nudge, Gasman, Angel, and Total. We were missing someone, but I will get to that later.
"Max? Can we go to the electronics store? They might have iPods! They look soooo cool! Can we get one? Oops, maybe not. Am I bothering any-"
Nudge, Nudge, Nudge...
I looked to my right and saw a small Best Buy, and wasn't in the mood for arguing.
"Fine."
Everyone charged in all at once, leaving me almost swept away in their tailwind. When I had recovered, I cautiously opened the door.
Gasser and Iggy were...uh...listening...to game consoles, Nudge was looking at cell phones (as if) and Angel was with Total, checking out the TVs.
And I was by my pitiful self without my best friend. Pleasant, right?
Look down.
That Jeb. Always coming back to bite ya.
I looked down, and saw an iPod lying on the floor. The screen was on, and some words were typed on it:
Slipped Away
I was curious, and although curiousity killed the bird kid, I picked it up and put the jacks in my ears. Nervously, I clicked the PLAY part of the wheel.
Na na...na na-na na na...
I...miss you...miss you so bad.
I won't for-get you...oh, it's so sad.
I hope you can hear me...'cause I remember it clearly:
The day...you...slipped away-ee!
It was the day, I found it, won't be the same...oh!
Oh God...how am I always watched?
Na na...na na-na na na...
I didn't got around to kiss you,
Good-bye on the hand...
I wish that I could see you again..
I know that I can't
Oh, oh!
I hope you can hear me...'cause I remember it clearly:
The day...you...slipped away-ee!
It was the day, I found it, won't be the same!
Oh!
Grusome pictures flashed across my mind...Fang hurt...Fang bloody...Fang dead.
I've had my wake up
Won't you wake up?
I keep askin' why (I keep asking why)
And I can't take it!
It wasn't fake it!
It happened, you passed by!
Nudge was now walking over to me, seeing my expression. Wordlessly, I gave her an earphone for her to listen to. Her eyes widened with the words.
Now you're gone! Now you're gone!
There you go! There you go!
Somwhere I can't bring you back!
Now you're gone! Now your gone!
There you go! There you go!
Somewhere you're not coming ba-ack!
Those last words...the way this artist sang them...it was so filled with emotion I wanted to cry.
And Nudge was already.
The day...you...slipped away-ee!
Was the day, I found it, won't be the same!
No!
The day...you...slipped away-ee!
(da da-da, da da-da, da da-da, da da-da, da da-da, da da-da da!)
It was the day, I found it, won't be the same!
(da da-da, da da-da, da da-da, da da-da, da da-da, da da-da da!)
Oh!
At first, I thought the song was over. Nudge was shaking from the memory and I was horified. The others started coming to us, confused looks on their faces.
Na na...na na-na na na...
I...miss you.
Hi! Well...I have a great story in my head! Oh...and the first person to give me the artist and the CD of the song, along with the name of Kelly Clarkson's new CD gets a sneak peek at my plot! WARNING: IF YOU TELL ANYONE, I WILL BE VERY MAD AND STOP WRITING MY STORY!
By the way: I am considering transforming this into a trilogy...
One more thing: I read something about the First Ever Maximum Ride Awards. Clue me in, okay?