HEY PPLS. THIS IS MAY; THE AUTHOR OF THESE ODD MAXIMUM RIDE STORIES THAT NOT A LOT OF PPL READ! BUT THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT AND STUFF!
The frigid wind blew on Maximum Ride's face, making her uncomfortable. She sluggishly walked into the Colorado cabin and let a sigh out. The house was running normal, but with an odd dullness. Max wondered why everyone was so sad- but then it got to her, Fang left. She insisted all of this was a nightmare, but what nightmare lasts for a week? Max didn't feel like her self. She felt like she was a spirit- a ghost living in a dull, boring world. She inched toward a mirror-to see what she looked like after doing nothing for a week.
She staggered back. Her face was pale white, and her hair was more dull and lighter than it previously was. She scratched her face and noticed her anorexic-like arms that weakly hung over her frail shoulders. She didn't feel like a ghost anymore-she was positive she was a ghost. That is until Iggy bumped into her.
Iggy did not look well either. He was so pale, his skin was almost translucent, and his eyes looked so light blue they almost looked piercing white. Maximum looked down, trying not to look at Iggy's pained expression.
"I bet you just want to kick Fang's ass for doing this," Iggy observed, darkly chuckling with no emotion.
"Why did he have to do this after Total's wedding?" Max sighed as she opened the refrigerator. She must have felt a tad better after someone talking to her because she was eating now. Iggy decided to eat as well, for Max was eating. And soon the rest of the flock came over and they had their first lunch in a week of mourning.
They were more cheerful and as Jeb walked into the room, a light smile shown on his face because they finally were eating. Dylan came along as well and after seeing them almost return to their old selves, he should have a shot at Max. Dylan slid next to Max, but Max flinched and scooted back. Dylan shrugged, pretending he was just trying to eat and started getting food off the counter.
"You guys are finally eating," Jeb sighed with relief.
"What did you expect?" Total asked, his mouth full, "We would not eat in a decade?"
Jeb ignored Total and resumed, "I have been so worried about you guys."
Maximum and the rest of the flock knew that Jeb was simply lying. Nothing really mattered to Jeb and they knew that. So they continued eat their meal and after they were done, they all took showers, brushed their teeth, and changed out of their dirty suits and dresses that they were wearing for a week.
They all felt better, the color was back to their faces and they looked normal, except abnormally skinny.
Then, there was a knock at the door.
A/N
Suspenseful…. Kinda. I guess. PLEASE REVIEW! Even if you are criticizing my work because they make me better at writing!
