I am SUCH a BUTT FACE! I have not updated in, like...what was it? Two or three month's? I AM SUCH A BUTT FACE! So, you can call me mean names within the knowledge of a four year old, ok? Anyways, I got an Ipod and I checked my email account and I saw that people actually put my story on their list, and I was like 'OMG! People actually CARE about my story! Awwwwww!'. So I will quit typing this and get on with the Story!
Oh! And just to say, thank you CrystIeIceFire for reviewing and encouraging me!
Disclaimer: I don't own any Max Ride characters, JP does. But once he goes missing and someone has to claim them, I will destroy all others that are compititon and finally rule the world! *Laughs evilly*
Max: Loser
I was sitting in a comfortable van, driving down an unknown street. It was complete silence the whole drive, you could practically hear a pin drop.
"So...Max, how's the...weather?" asked.
Wow. I felt so bad for her, just because of that sad attempt at starting a little small talk.
"Um, I guess you could say it's...normal? I don't get out much." I answered her a few seconds later.
Okay, now I know that was a sad attempt,too, but all of my other options for replying somehow ended in me insulting my new mother. Neither one of us knew how to respond anymore, thus making the rest of the drive seemingly more and more awkward.
Finally after, who know's how long, the cozy van pulled into a driveway.
"We're here!" Mrs. Ride exclaimed,"Now, I know that it may be a little odd at first, but don't let it get to you. And if my son seems a little on the quiet side, he's like that to everyone. I should really get him to be more social, maybe get him to go to school with Angel one day? I just don't know, what do you think? Should I set up something for him at school with someone that he might-"
Someone had stopped her nervous rant by saying, "Mommy! Fang won't let me give him a makeover!"
Mrs. Ride and I looked over at the door to see an adorable little girl about seven years old, with blond curls, blue eyes, and a sky blue dress on. One thing I didn't expect to see was here holding some lipstick and mascara in one hand and in the other was an olive toned hand that was much larger than hers.
Now, before you think that the little girl was holding a cut off hand, I followed the hand up an arm and found myself looking into deep onyx eyes.
Wow. Was all that I could think at the moment. His eyes were those kind that you could just lose yourself in and you want to delve into and find all of the hidden secrets.
As I looked him up and down (not checking him out people) I saw that he was taller than me by at least three inches. His stomach would seem like it would have abs, even though he was wearing a dark, black shirt.
He looks kinda...hot. I thought to myself. No! Bad Max! You are never aloud to think like that, you can't ever get attached to anyone or anything!
But back to reality!
The little girl had released the olive toned hand and had skipped towards me, "Hi, I'm Angel and I'm seven years old! What's your name?". She had asked me.
"Hello there," I started to reply,"My name is Maximum...Ride. I have the same last name as you now."
Angel looked at me, happiness raidiated from her, giving her a natural glow to her dimpled cheeks. "So, does that mean that you're my big sister now?" She questioned.
"Well, sweety, I guess it does." I answered.
The boy with onyx eyes had slowly been walking towards us (sounds creepy, huh?) and was now standing next to Angel.
"Hey."
A single word. That's all. WTF. I felt the need to strangle him for not speaking so much.
"Yeah, you mind introducing yourself?" I asked him, a little bit of anger seeping into my voice.
"Fang."
Oh, my, goodness. Would it kill him to say a full sentence? I mean, I've known this 'Fang' guy for only about two minutes, and he's already an irk. And what kind of name is 'Fang' anyways? Sure, I don't have any room to judge, but atleast my name is...well...I don't know, but it's better than Fang!
I had turned away in all of my anger and was now facing Mrs. Ride.
"So...can we go inside, it's really hot out here today." I asked her, a bit impatient.
"Oh! Sure,darling, just let me get Fang to get your bags." She answered.
We walked inside the cool house, and thus began my new life.
So? Was it good? Bad?
Review and tell me if I should give them wings or let them live a happily normal life.
Total: You know, you'll ruin their life if you give them wings.
Me: They can get over it, it's not my life, so I don't really give a care about their feelings.
Total: Wow. Harsh
Me: Go and make me some cookies. RIGHT. NOW.
Total: *Leaves room muttering something about killing me with teddy bears*
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