This is my first fanfic EVER so please no flames. Constructive criticism or tips would be amazing though. I changed the chapter a little bit so please read even if you have already.
I am not a man so I do not own Maximum Ride
Max's pov
"Max. Max get up."
"I don' wanna" I glanced at the clock. It said 5:00. "Ella its 5:00 in the fricking morning go away"
"No way then I won't have time for your hair and makeup"
"My WHAT" I was cut off by the doorbell. "Yay Nudge is here" Ella squealed and ran downstairs to the door.
Maybe I should explain a little. My name is Maximum Ride and don't even try to crack any jokes cause believe me I've heard them all. I'm 17 and my sister, Ella is 16. I live in Portland and in sophomore year I was expelled for getting in too many fights and playing a few pranks so this year I have to go to a new high school. Lucky for me I'm pretty well known so I have some friends there already. Nudge is my sister's best friend and I guess she likes to come over at 5:00 AM. Geez Ella make some smarter friends.
"Hey Maxie hope you're ready. You are going to look so hot all of the guys will be TOTES staring at you. Hey maybe you could even get a boyfriend. Who am I kidding of course you'll get a boyfriend by the time I'm done with you you're going to be GORGEOUS. I mean not that you aren't already I was just saying that-"
"NUDGE" me and Ella both shouted at the same time.
"Ha ha oops." she said quickly just realizing she was rambling again.
" Nudge do you have the stuff?" "Yep" "Okay great. Max you go get in the shower"
"Fine" I started trudging to the bathroom but only because there was no way I could go back to sleep anyways with Nudge here. I love her but dang she can talk.
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When I got out of the shower I went back into my room to find a mountain of makeup on my desk and Ella and Nudge sitting on my bed with clothes in their hands. "Here max go put these on" Ella said while handing me the clothes and shoving me back into the connected bathroom. The clothes weren't that bad. There was a spaghetti strap tank top that was dark blue and had two flowy layers, the short shorts were black and had ripped patches. They went just above my fingertips when I put my hands down. My shoes are just black vans (link to outfit in bio). I'm a tomboy so this was definitely a step up from my usual basketball shorts and hoodies.
When I walked out of the Bathroom I immediately said no makeup. "Aw come on Max just a little bit. Please?" Nudge begged. Oh crap not the bambi eyes. "Alright fine. But only a little bit." "ZOMG thanks Max. You won't be sorry I promise" "Yeah Yeah" I grumbled while sitting down in my desk chair. Ella felt the flat iron to check if it was hot enough, then she picked it up and started straightening my wavy hair. When they were done I got up and walked over to my mirror. My long hair fell to just above my bellybutton and my chocolate eyes stood out with the little eyeliner and eye shadow nudge had put on. "Wow I look... pretty." "Of course you look pretty, stupid" Ella said. "Now let's go get some breakfast."
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I pulled into to the parking lot and started looking for a space. I finally found one but now we have to walk a long way to the front door. When we were walking I was getting a lot of stares and I just glared back. We finally reached the main office and asked for our schedules. Math, Biology, P.E. and then lunch, after that I had English and Social Studies. Well this is going to be boring.
All of a sudden I feel a prickle in the back of my neck. I turn around and notice someone standing a little ways behind me, staring at me. He's wearing all black. He's tall and has deep onyx eyes. And he is hot. Almost as if he read my mind he starts smirking. I start to blush and look away but not before glaring at him.
I start walking to my first class but get stopped on the way there by J.J. She's one of my friends from middle school but I haven't seen her in a while. "Hey Max" She said grinning. We both had math first period so she showed me where the class was. Along the way J.J. was telling me a lot of people's names and stuff about them. Mainly whether or not she likes them. She was always really outspoken and I'm glad she hasn't changed. When we get to class we sit in the back. A few minutes later mystery boy comes in and guess where he sits? No he didn't sit next to me he sat directly in front. The tables are square with two people sitting on each side so now I have to watch him all class. J.J. looks shocked and I start to wonder why.
All of a sudden he slides me a piece of paper
(Bold is Fang Italics is Max)
I'm Fang
Max I scribble down
Well Max is there a boyfriend anywhere
Um no
Then what would you say if I asked you out
Not a chance I don't even know him and he seems like a cocky jerk
When I passed him the note back he frowned slightly and shoved it into his bag. Then he just got another cocky smirk on his face like nothing just happened. After class J.J. pulled me over to a corner of the room while people were leaving. "What?" "Do you even know who that was Max?" "Its Fang right?" "Exactly. He's the most popular guy in the entire school. He's dated pretty much everyone in this hell hole. I think your his next target so please tell me you didn't agree to go out with him" "He asked but I said no" J.J. looked relieved.
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I made it through biology without any trouble but I refused to change and run in P.E. so now I have afterschool detention on Wednesday. Now I'm in the cafeteria with J.J. and her friends, Sam, Lissa, Angel, and Dylan. The next table over there was Fang sitting with all of his friends and I normally wouldn't care but he was sitting with his girlfriend on his lap and they were making out, which meant a lot of disgusting noises. I was starting to lose my appetite.
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The rest of the day was boring and when I got home I was exhausted so I laid down on the couch and was asleep until I heard a knock on the door.
Ooh a cliffy. OK not really but I wasn't sure how to end it so that's what you got. I feel like this is one of the embarrassing things that you write and then when you look at them again in a year you just cringe. Was it to fast? Too slow? Bad Grammar? Bad Spelling? Seriously please tell me everything because I don't want this story to be a flop.