This is technically my 2nd fanfic, but i deleted the other one because it got so messed up and thus came this one which i shall call my first fanfic. Please don't be mean!
Total: The soup is ready!
Me: What? Where did you come from?
Total: As far as you know, you never saw me...*Disapears behind laptop*
Me: Wtf? O.o
Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or anybody else :) Max
All that I had left was a bracelet that my mom had bought me when I was 15 that read 'I Luv Cookies!'. That was it though.
Your probably a little lost so let me tell you the full story, from the beginning.
~ Flashback~
"Mom! I don't want this dress! You know that I hate them!" I screached at my mom in a store in the dressing room section.
"Come on, Max, I'll give you this bracelet if you try on at least three dresses." She bargined. I examined the bracelet, seeing what it said ('I Luv Cookies') I automatically fell in with it, sighed, and said, "Fine, but only three, no more than that."
If your wondering why the almighty Maximum Martinez was trying on dresses, it was because my little sister, Ella, had told her guy friend that she would go on a double date with him. And who do you think got stuck with her on the date? Me. But I choose not to complain much because the kids older brother was really, really hot! So that's really the only reason that I said yes.
"Okay, Max, your first dress should be put on by now, come out!" My mom and sister yelled in unison.
I realllllly didn't want to come out becuase the dress I was currently wearing went mid-thigh, was tight, and to add to it, it had a small slit going up. Not to mention that it was a bright red. I walked out of the dressing room and my mom was slightly angry with Ella for choosing this dress, obviously thinking it was way too sexy.
The next dress I tried on was only a bit better, it wasn't silk like the other dress but it didn't have any straps which worried me...it was an olive green with a little bow in the front (a little too girly for me). This time when I came out of the room Ella called me an 'old business' lady even though my mother loved it.
And the last dress I tried on I absolutely loved! (Suprise, huh?) When I put it on it hugged my body in all the right places, especially my back which had been feeling soar lately. It was purple with a black underlining and it had a one-shoulder strap which was okay by my standerds. When I walked out into the open, my mom and sister sqeuled with excitement.
"Your so pretty, Max! Like, I thought we would never find a dress for you, but here you are looking better than ever! And I can't wait till I get to do your makeup..." Ella exclaimed, I tuned her out after she started talking about makeup.
My mom smiled at me, "Sweety, your beautifu." She said, with a tone so loving, only a mother could speak with.
"Thanks mom."
After we bought the dress and got shoes to go along with it, we were off, driving home, me with my new dress, shoes, and braclet. And Ells with her new dress, shoes, makeup set, and picture frame that she was shoving in my mom's face as she drove...
'Oh, no.'
Was my last thought before everything was flying around in the car, including me. We were spinning, then flipping, then finally comming to a stop upside down. But I didn't get the chance to see if my mom and Ella were okay, because as soon as we stopped my head hit something hard, metal, and cold. And I passed out.
Two days later I woke up in a hospital room with an I.V. in my arm and a bandadge around my forehead. I looked to my left and right and saw an empty bed on my left and a window to my right. But not my family. A nurse walked in then.
"Excuse me, miss?" I called her attention, and for some reason, as soon as she looked at me her eye's filled with pity. "Do you happen to know where my family, Dr. Martinez and Ella Martinez, are?" I questioned her. She shook her head, told me to relax for now, and called the doctor in for a check up.
Okay, now I was freaking out. I remember thinking 'Why did she look at me like that, and why couldn't she tell me where my family was?'.
Then the doctor came in holding a box of things that looked to belong to my mom and sister and sat down next to me, looking like he carried a heavy burden.
"Maximum...I'm sorry." The doctor said, looking down to the floor, "Your mother and sister...in the crash the engine had been pushed inward towards the driver and passenger seats...and when the ambulence got to the car...your relatives were...beyond saving. They died, Maximum."
I stared at him. 'Beyond saving. They died, Maximum.' was ringing through my head, over and over again. I blinked a couple of times, nodded, and did nothing more but sit there. Alone. Because I no longer had a family.
~End flashback~
I sat on my rusty, medal framed bed, and looked at my bracelet, feeling the emotions from the memory.
Now I lived in a foster home (1 1/2 years now), with my nice, wonderful, flowers and daisy's foster mother! SARCASM.
She was the worst, most miserable old hag to ever live. But that's okay, because I'm moving packing my stuff and leaving since I just got adopted by some some people who seemed to be fairly nice. They were a nice married couple, last name Ride, and had a son that was my age and was a bit on the quiett side. At least that's what they told me, and I really hope that they're not lying.
"Come out, you ungrateful child, your new family is here to pick you up, although I don't see why anybody would want you as a child." Yelled my soon to be gone foster mother.
I walked out of my room with nothing but my barely filled suitcase. I went downstairs and saw that my new parents were here but not my new brother. 'Maybe he had something to do, it can't be that he already hates me...'. I thought frantically, not wanting to cause drama in their house.
"Come on sweety, let's get you home." said Mrs. Ride. I could already tell that I was going to like her. I walked out to their nice car, which was a comfy little buggy, and hopped inside. My new father seemed to be very quiett.
But I felt myself no longer carring, because I would be loved again, and I would have a family again.
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And tell me if I should add wings or not...still not sure if i want too yet...
Total: And where am i in this story? Huh?
Me: I'm sure you'll pop up...eventually*smiles evilly*
Total: You're so creapy...
Me: And that's a bad thing? :}
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