I'M BACK PEOPLES….well I promised you another story but because I'll be going back to school soon (spring break) so I won't be able to update very fast unlike last story…But I was listening to music and I got this idea and if you like the concept please review at the end, you'll make my day if you do… And Iggy has his sight in this story.
Disclaimer: The last time I checked I was female so that would clearly mean I'm not James Patterson but I do WISH I owned Fang… ;D enjoy!
Max's POV
As everyday goes, this day wasn't so bad…wait a second, you have no idea what I'm talking about do you? Well let's start from the beginning. I'm max, short for Maximum Ride, age 17 and a junior in high school; straight A student and not very well liked in my school. Well, I'm surprisingly attractive to most people but, huh, I don't know why everybody hates me?
I have a mom and a dad, but sadly no siblings, and live in San Francisco, California… Not much of a sob story if you ask me but I have a few secrets up my sleeve, and no I'm not going to give you a hint on what they are. I have a few awesome friends named, J.J, Monique Johnson (also known as Nudge), and James Allen (also known as Iggy). That's the gang! Never underestimate us, because we're not just outcasts, were in a secret band. More on that later…
As I was saying, my friends and I were walking down the hallway of North Ridge High school towards the parking lot as Lissa (the red-head also known as queen of the sluts: aka: popular) Stepped in front of me.
If more people knew the real me, no one would step in my way.
"What do you possibly want now?" I said with a cold voice that made her flinch.
"As I always am," Lissa started "I'm here to tell you to get a life and a fashion sense." She and her 'posy' giggled nasally. Before you could say sabotage, I punched her right in the nose before Iggy could restrain me. All my friends know that if I get this look in my eyes, I go on a murder rampage.
When Lissa let out a high pitched squeal, Nudge, J.J, and Iggy dragged me out of the building.
"You need to take some anger management classes, Max." Iggy muttered with a hint of playfulness in his voice.
"Why, I thought you guys all liked to see Lissa get beaten up?" I retorted with a pinch of amusement.
We all burst out laughing as we got into J.J's car. We all arranged to go over to Nudge's house to practice our music.
That means I have to tell you the history of our band, well, more of how we rose to fame…
One day my friends and I were messing around and listening to music. Then out of nowhere, Nudge suggests we create a band. Our first gig was on the beach playing for a bunch of teens. It turns out we were a big hit and started playing there every week. Iggy came up with 'Beach musicians' for our name, and as always, was a great idea so we chose it. Oh wait…I'm missing one important piece of info, when we first started our band, we all wore a mask so no one from school would notice them as the 'outcasts'. Rumors were spread about my nickname: emotion singer. They figured out that our band went to their school and the song we wrote always reflected off of everyday school drama and more. By the way, I sing and play guitar, Nudge plays lead guitar, J.J plays bass, and Iggy plays drums and occasionally, piano. But back to the main subject, not even one student figured out who the band members were so they gave up and just enjoyed our music.
That's pretty much all of it I guess…
Any ways…we were in Nudges basement/music room working on our latest song, and don't think I'll tell you what it is. You'll have to wait like everyone else.
*Next day (Saturday and still max's POV) 5:00 P.M*
After I took my shower, I made a beeline to my walk in closet. I might have forgotten that my parents are rich, just a heads up. Anyways… I pulled on some black skinny jeans, a black tank, and a leather vest.
Since it was Saturday, we played at 5:30 instead of 6:30 so we could perform more songs.
I grabbed my keys to my motorcycle and went out to the garage. My band always left 30 minutes before our show so we can get ready: hair, makeup, wardrobe, and most importantly, our masks. My mask covered only my eyes and part of my nose. It had red and black feathers for its appearance. Iggy's, Nudge's, and J.J's mask was exactly like mine but they all had black and silver feathers.
*Time lapse-show time-*
As we walked on stage, I heard muffled talking and a bunch of wolf-whistles coming from the guys. I'm not going to lie to you, this crowd was a hell of a lot bigger than the other shows.
"Alright folks, tonight the beach musicians will be playing and their first song is called Can't Be Tamed." (A.N: By the way all songs in this story don't belong to me but in the story I'll pretend that Max's band wrote them. P.S: Can't be tamed is sung by Miley Cyrus and really good but I don't like Miley. Sorry for the interruption, on with the story) The announcer person said through the microphone. With that we started playing.
For those who don't know me, I can get a bit crazy have to get my way, 24 hours a day 'cuz I'm hot like that. Every guy everywhere just gives me mad attention like I'm under inspection; I always get a 10 'cuz I'm built like that.
I go through guys like money flyin' out their hands, they try to change but they realize they can't. And every tomorrow is the day I never planned, if you're gonna be my man, understand…
I can't be tamed, I can't be saved, I can't be blamed, I can't, can't, I can't, can't be tamed, I can't be changed, I can't be saved, I can't be (can't be) I can't be tamed.
If there was a question about my intentions I'll tell ya, I'm not here to sell ya, or tell you to go to hell. I'm like a puzzle but all of my pieces are jagged, if you can understand this, we can make some magic, I'm on like that.
I wanna fly, I wanna drive, I wanna go. I wanna be a part of something I don't know, and if you try to hold me back I might explode. Baby by now you should now.
I can't be tamed, I can't be saved, I can't be blamed, I can't, can't, I can't, can't be tamed, I can't be changed, I can't be saved, I can't be (can't be) I can't be tamed.
I'm not a trick you play, I ride a different way, I'm not a mistake, I'm not a fake, It's set in my DNA
Don't change me
Don't change me (ohhhhhhhh)
Don't change me
Don't chaaaaaannnnnnggggge me (yehhhhhhh)
(I CAN'T BE TAMED)
I wanna fly, I wanna drive, I wanna go. I wanna be a part of something I don't know, and if you try to hold me back I might explode. Baby by now you should now.
I can't be tamed, I can't be saved, I can't be blamed, I can't, can't, I can't, can't be tamed, I can't be changed, I can't be saved, I can't be (can't be) I can't be tamed.
Almost like it was on cue, the crowd burst into applause right after we finished. As I looked to see the people in the crowd, I saw someone I have never seen before. He had black hair that flopped over one eye, dark, obsidian eyes, a black muscle t-shirt, and surprise, surprise, black jeans. Overall, I gave him a solid ten on my 'hot guy' scale. Not that he would ever want to go out with the real me.
The rest of the night went the same way with different songs, the crowd cheering all the way through the concert.
With one look, I could tell my gang was shorted out. So we all went our separate ways except Nudge and I because she was sleeping over at my house…
I guess it won't be much of a sleepover if we pass out on the floor right when we get inside.
Whew… that was A LOT OF WORDS!So how was the first chapter…? It better be good because that took around 3 hours to put together. I hope to have a song in each chapter, I have ideas for songs but I'll take suggestions also. By the way I do not own the max ride character or the songs…
Fly on…
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