Love Is a Mysterious Thing
Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride, but you know that!
Fang's POV
Why do I love Maximum Ride? Sure she's beautiful, witty, and sarcastic. And we all know she's stubborn, but why her? Why do I love somebody that's even more paranoid then I am, never mind don't answer that.
The real question is why does she love me back? I'm a bland unemotional rock with a snappy fashion sense and can play a mean harmonica. I rarely smile and I was elected for most likely leading a cult within the flock.
And think of the angel here she comes. In all of her beauty to talk to me, the emo kid.
"What are you doing," she sings songs.
"Thinking," about you, I say silently to myself.
"Well that's a big surprise," I could practically fell the sarcasm. "What are you thinking about?"
"Why I love you. So far I got nothing." She looked kind of offended but just brushed it off. With a mild "I'll leave you to think about that and when you have something let me know." With that she walked out of my door as graceful as she could be. Then it hit me, why I love her.
She loves unconditionally; well except for Jeb she hates Jeb. She's a fighter and a mother. She's an all around great person, but that doesn't mean I have to be! I think I'm going to take my time telling her that, she can sit there and wonder for a little while.
This is just a cute little story, not my best! So review it anyways!