Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride, but I do own this dream, cuz I'm the one that had it
Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride, but I do own this dream, cuz I'm the one that had it. I just put it with the characters of Maximum Ride.
Max's Dream
I was on a Royal Caribbean cruise. I was on a dance floor. The stooge lights were flashing all around me. I was in a pair of washed out and ripped blue jeans and a tight sequined silver top. I had on a pair of one inch sliver high heels to match.
There was a guy in front of me, he looked like Sam. Why was on a cruise with Sam? Where was everyone else? Looked around, I saw Nudge with Angel and Gazzy with Iggy. Iggy was surrounded by girls, sexist pig. I looked and looked for Fang, but I didn't see him anywhere.
I eventually gave up and started to dance with Sam. Fang would show up sometime and I wanted to dance with Sam any way. I hadn't seen him since we were in Virginia.
I moved to the beat of the music. Letting my hips sway and curve, I let my feet shuffle around the floor. I got closer and closer to Sam our bodies almost touching. My cheeks were burning up. I was nervous being this close to Sam. He looked stressed about something though.
I really liked Sam, he seemed perfect. She was tall, but not as tall as me. His lips were perfectly curved and look soft. His eyes shone like the morning light. I wanted to lean in and kiss him.
The song ended and Sam told me he wanted to talk. Uh-oh, this couldn't be good. Those were the worst words ever in the English language or any language for that matter.
I followed Sam out on to the deck. The sun was about to set. The sky was pink, orange, and purple. The colors were mixed like they had been thrown in to a blender and set on frappe.
"Max, I really like you. I do, you have to believe me when I say that, "Sam started. I knew where this was going. He was going to break up with me. My eyes started to burn, but I did my best to keep the tears from spilling.
"I don't think we should be together anymore. I think we should be friends still, though. I just don't feel the same way I felt about you when we first met," Sam finally blurted out. I couldn't hold it in anymore. The tears were beginning to spill out of my eyes and my throat closed.
I ran so Sam wouldn't see my tears. I heard him call after me, but I tuned him out. All I wanted to do was to get away from him. I pushed pass the people, trying to get to the other side of the ship.
I finally made it and there was no one in sight. I ran in to the bar blocking the side of the ship, so no one would fall off.
I looked up to the sky and let the tears come and the pain in my throat ebbed away. I don't know how long I stood there and just cry, but the stars were out and the sky was black like velvet.
My tears had dried now, but I didn't want to go back to the dance. I didn't want to see Sam, I didn't want to see anyone.
I felt someone come from behind me and wrap their arms around me. I went into autopilot. I elbowed the person and turned around ready to kick eraser butt, but it wasn't an eraser it was Fang. He was on the ground and he looked a little shocked.
"Oh my God Fang, I'm so sorry. I thought you were an eraser or some pervert," I apologized lending him a hand. He accepted it and I helped him up.
"I heard about what happened with Sam," Fang said sadly.
"So you heard that we aren't together anymore," I said more steadily than I thought I would.
"Yeah," Fang said looking down at his hands. He moved in closer to me. I didn't realize it but I was moving towards him too.
Before I knew it, we were only one inch apart. Fang's eyes were intense and I couldn't look away, I didn't want to look away.
We stood like that for a few minutes, before Fang all of a sudden leaned and kissed me with so much passion I was shocked. I didn't know he felt this way and I started kissing back with just as much passion. I had always like Fang more than a brother or friend, but now it was definite about how I felt.
So we stood there for what felt like years kissing under the stars.