Adrenaline and Suicides

by 3pointshooter24

Max Ride plays basketball, and she's pretty good at it too. She is on the school team. She has an enemy. Do I even mention his name? Yes, i do. His name is Fang and he is a player and a show-off. He is also on the school basketball team. What will happen?

1. Intro

Hey, I'm pretty new here. This is my first Fanfic so take it easy please. If you want me to add a new character as Fang or Max's friend, just review saying:

Name:

Appearance:

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So on and so forth. Anyway here is the story…

Max's POV

"Max! Get up before I throw away these cookies!" Mom yelled from downstairs.

That got me up. I shot out of bed and ran downstairs. Right before mom threw the cookies away I took the tray out of her hands and set them on the counter. I started to stuff my face when Ella came downstairs.

"Gosh Max. You already started eating cookies. It's not even seven yet," ella said.

"They're sooo good I can't resist," I said. With that I stuck all the cookies in a big Ziploc bag and went upstairs to get ready for school. I'm going to save those for lunch later.

I got dressed in black skinny jeans, a plain white T-shirt, and my leather jacket. I love that thing. After that I combed my hair and went downstairs to get my backpack.

So, let's tell you a bit about myself. My name is Maximum Ride but I go by Max. Not Maxie or Maximillion just Max. Got it? Good. I'm 17 and I like cookies. Wait, scratch that. I LOVE cookies. They are the best thing ever invented. Anyway, I'm rich and I have a huge house. Don't worry, I'm not spoiled or anything. My worst enemy is Fang Cooper. I've hated him since freshman year. He pushed me into the lockers and made fun of me and I tripped him back and threw food at him…it's a long story.

Anyway, I got in my convertible 2013 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1. It's an awesome car. I drove to school and guess who I saw…no really guess.

If you guessed Fang "my enemy" Cooper. You are correct.

"Hey Ride," Fang said. Let me tell you a bit about Fang. He has olive skin, hair that flops over his eye, a very lean and muscular body and dark dark brown eyes that look black. Most girls would say he's hot and come flirting with him. I'm not most girls. I mean sure he's hot but I'm not going to say that to him.

"Cooper," I mumbled under my breath and walked away.

Should I continue this story? I'm sorry It's short it's my first fanfic so please review and give me ideas and tips please it only takes a couple of seconds.

Oops I forgot the disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN MAXIMUM RIDE JAMES PATTERSON DOES.