Hi! This my first Fanfiction so sorry about any mistakes, grammar, or spelling just give me sometime to get use to it. So, to help me start off I have kidnapped Fang and Iggy!
Fang: Why are we here?
Iggy: We were promised bacon!
Me: I do not own Maximum Ride sadly.
Fang: GIVE US OUR BACON LADY!
Sometimes I think the universe hates me. Like if whosever up there just having a good time laughing at my expense. Because if they are, they really need to knock it of.
See my name is Maximum Ride, and I'm 16 years old. Also I am a foster child. I have blonde/brown hair. I am weirdly tall about 5'8. And have big brown eyes. Sounds like a pretty person right? Wrong. At least that's what people at my school tell me. I know what you're thinking 'you shouldn't listen to them'. That's what I first told myself, but after a while, you start to believe it. But more on that later. Back to the foster child thing.
See when I was five my parents died in a car accident. So I have been bouncing around home from home. Until today when the impossible happen, someone adopted me.
"What?" I screeched
"Yes, Max someone has adopted you the Griffiths family." My social worker, Tyra calmly explained to me. She was a very pretty African-American woman with long straighten black hair, with dark brown eyes. She was wearing a black blazer with a pink undershirt and heels.
"What?" I screeched again. I couldn't believe it. Someone had wanted me. They want me to be apart of their family! My social worker laughed at me.
"Yes, Max they already have 3 children. Two boys and a little girl. And they live in California." She explained and smiled at me.
"Wow…uh…..wow." Was all I managed out.
"Are you happy? Do not want to go? You do realize this might be your only chance, Max," she said
"No! No…..I'm happy ….just shocked." I replied
Again she laughed. "Good cause the dad is here on a business trip, so he bought the family along to also pick you up." She said cheerfully.
"Wait they're here as in right now?" I said in disbelief
"Yep in fact I'll bring them in." She said moving toward the door.
"You knew I would say yes didn't you?" I said narrowing my eyes dangerously.
"Maybe" She said timidly, open the door, and said, "She has already accepted, you can come in and meet her."
I saw them. The farther came in first. He was very tall and smiled at me. And a mother who looked beautiful copied the farther and smiled. Then the children followed them in. The first child who looked to be the oldest came in. He was also very tall and tan. He had strawberry-blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He also wore one those cool surfer necklaces. It had brown beads and a shark tooth in the middle. He looked like my age and gave me a friendly smile. The next kids were pure blondes instead of their strawberry-blonde brother. The boy looked to be the middle child and about 10 years old. The little girl looked to be the youngest. They looked just alike both blondes but their eye color seemed to be a less intense blue then their brother.
"Hi, Max. My name is, Mark. This is my wife Jessica I hope you will like being in our family." The dad greeted.
"Um….HI?" I said unsure and nervous.
They just laughed and the mother spoke up. "Don't be scared we don't bite. This is my son, James" she introduced
"But you can call me, Iggy "he said holding his hand out.
I shook his hand and smiled. "And this Zach "the mom continued pointing to the 2nd oldest boy.
"And you call him The Gasman or Gazzy for short" 'Iggy' said as the boy nodded agreeing with him.
"And that's Angel" the mom finished, and boy was she ever right. The little girl looked just like her name and smiled angelically at me.
"Hi, Max you're really pretty." She said
"Oh thank you," I said taken back and smiled at her.
Finally, things were looking up for me. Maybe the universe didn't hate me after all.
