Aren't you bored? Well I am. Here goes my 1st story. Suggestions needed! Here is a story of Maximum Ride proportions, pun intended.
"Maax? I'm hungry." the voice that woke me up told me. I checked the clock 7:45. I wish I'd gotten up sooner, but o well (AN: does anyone know the time they really get up?). Remember what I told you in the last book? Well if you don't, READ IT AGAIN! Or I can just tell you right now. Well, the voice, AKA Jeb, sometimes, told us to go on to another adventure. Yippee! More experiment to free, more robotic butt to kick, which also means more chances of being killed. At least the odds were in our favor, I hope. We had been on the road, or rather in the air, for 3 days now. I had took pity on the flock and decided to stay al a hotel. Of course, I only gave in after the usual round of bambi eyes, this time, though, it was a bit unusual. The WHOLE FLOCK gave me bambi eyes, sparing Total, and Iggy. Who does that leave, well, let me count, Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, and FANG. Yes Mr. Un-Emotional did bambi eyes! I don't know how Angel and Nudge talked him into it. And if Angel used mind control, I would've known, because Angel's jaw wouldn't have dropped to the ground.
HI-LAR-IOUS! Any ways, we got 3 rooms, courtesy of the Max Ride card; Iggy and Gazzy in 26, Angel and Nudge in 27, with Total of course, and Fang and I in 28.
"Max?" Whoa, I must have been ranting for a long time there.
"Yeah ?"(Whoever figures out who came in gets a preview of the next chappy, only the 1st person who gets it right gets the preview)
"What's for breakfast?"
"If you get the flock up then we can go to the lobby there's a free continental breakfast here."
"OK Max." said and left. Peace at last at least for the moment.
"Max?" I swear, I jumped 10 ft. in the air, rhyme not intended.
"Don't do that Fang!" I said while trying to put ice in my words. He laughed, I melted. Oh, Fang, I lo- Wait up! BAD MAX! BAD BAD BAD BAD BAD MAX! He's your brother! And even if you do like him that way it could split up the flock again.
"What Fang?" I asked.
"I'll take the flock to the lobby. You can take a shower or something. We'll meet you down there."
Wow. That was the longest thing he's said in a week. What surprised me more was his offer.
"Uh, thanks?" I question-said. I got my clothes and went in the bathroom. Sure enough, when I came out they were already in the lobby. A chorus of "Hey, Max" s met me there. I sat down at the feast before me. We finished in about 15 minutes. We went back to our rooms to pack, and when we were checking out the new clerk at the counter started flirting with me. He was cute, but too bad we were mutant kids on the run that had to save the world. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Fang's jaw twitch and tighten, almost imperceptibly. With that little twitch, a little bubble of hope formed in me that maybe, just maybe, he liked me too. I would have to think about it later. Like when we were flying. I'll just admit it, so no one bothers me about it. I LOVE FANG. And Angel, or any other member of the flock, if you are reading / listening to this, IF YOU TELL FANG YOU WILL DIE!
AN: Well, what do you think? I promise the review button doesn't bite! Unless you are Total. It hates Total. Don't forget the competition!
Noodle
