Chapter 1: The Fighter
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the Maximum Ride series or any of the characters associated with the series or any shops, food places, bands, etc., etc..
I threw another punch, the last punch, and he hit the hard ring floor. "MAXIMUM WINS AGAIN!" yells Jacob jerking up my right arm. God I hate him. I jerk my arm out of his grip and walk off. "Good job tonight Max. You really bring in a lot of money. I don't know what it is about a 16 year old girl kicking a grown man's butt that makes people so crazy!" He says with a smirk. "Give me my money." I said in low voice with my duffel bag slung over my shoulder. "Well you could always say please." "I don't beg." I practically spit at him. He just chuckled and said, "You never fail to amuse me Max.". He gave me my cut of the money and I walked out.
**********~~~~~~~~~~ Time Skip ~~~~~~~~~~**********
I walked into my house at about 11:30. I heard something hit the floor in the kitchen. I dropped my duffel bag by the door and went into the kitchen. Gazzy and Angel (My 6 year old twin cousins.) were sitting on the kitchen table banging on up turned pots. "Hi Maxi! We're playing the drums! We're going to be famous drummers one day!" said Gazzy. I just simply smiled at them and asked, "Have you guys eaten yet?" Angel shook her head. "Okay so who wants spaghetti and meatballs?" "ME ME ME ME ME ME ME!" "Haha okay one sec." I started cooking them when I heard loud footsteps coming down the steps. They weren't ones I recognized.
I automatically picked up Angel and grabbed Gazzy's hand and put him behind me. I grabbed a pot with my other hand and slowly and quietly made my way to the corner beside the stair case. Gazzy was tightly clinging to my thigh and waist as I put him beside me so his back was against the wall and his chest was against my thigh and hip with his arms around me. Angel was on my left hip and her frail arms were wrapped around my neck and her head was on my shoulder. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I heard my probably drunken mom scream. "What's it look like I'm doing? I'm too good for trash like you anyways!" some random guy shouted back at her. He stormed out of our house and slammed the door. Mom walked back upstairs without even acknowledging my presence. Not like I wanted her to anyways. "Go on into the kitchen." I said to Gazzy. He ran into the kitchen and I walked into the kitchen with Angel and sat her down on the bar stool. I served them their food and sent them up to bed. Tomorrow is school. Oh the joys to come!
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