I DO NOT OWN MAXIMUM RIDE JAMES PATTERSON DOES AND IT MAY NOT SEEM LIKE A FANFICTION YET BUT IT WILL OKAY?
Eleanor POV-Chapter One:
Elliot sat across from me, tapping his pencil on the table annoyingly. Ugh, I thought. Why does he have to be so annoying?
"Can you stop?" I said taking my eyes off the confusing Algebra problem I had been stumped on for the last five minutes. The tapping was not helping my concentration process.
"I could… but I won't," he smirked at me deviously.
"Elliot!" I whined.
"Eleanor!" he mimicked. I threw a pillow at him and he just caught it and threw it back at me. It hit me directly in the face. I never did have great hand-eye coordination, unlike my "perfect twin" as practically everyone puts it.
I took the pillow away from my face and blew a stray piece of light brown slash dark blonde hair out of my green eyes. Elliot has the same exact color hair and eyes, no matter how much he denies it, which he does a lot.
He got up and walked over to the loveseat where my entire backpack contents were spread out. "Need any help?"
"No," I muttered under my breath, unwilling to give up so easily and be independent. "Do you?"
"Eleanor, I've been finished for the past ten minutes and you're not done with the third problem," he said. "Now, do you need help? Going once…"
I bit my lip, I could A: stay independent and never figure this problem out; or B: accept the help and get done more quickly while understanding it.
"Going twice…"
"Yes," I sighed while closing my eyes. "I need your help."
"Good, because you were getting it anyway," he says while moving the extra stuff out of the way and flopping down next to me. "I wouldn't let my little sis fail Algebra."
Just because I was a whopping thirty seconds younger than him I was his "little sis." Tell me how that fits.
"See, all you have to do is look at the equation and how to make it into a graph. If the number is inside of the lines, then you graph it side-to-side, but if it's not, then you graph it up-and-down. Remember though, when you graph side-to-side, right is negative and left is positive. Got it?" he explains.
"Yeah, but why is it opposite for side-to-side graphing or whatever?" I ask with my eyebrows furrowed.
He shrugs, "I forget."
I gasp in fake horror, "The famous Elliot Austin Glenshaw, forget something?"
"Ha, ha, you're so funny that I forgot to laugh."
"But you just did, you said, 'Ha, ha,'" I point out.
Just as he's about to make a smart remark, the entire roof is blown off the house.
DUN DUN DUUUUUNNNN CLIFFHANGER WOO!:D