Hey. I forgot two things last chapter
1) Thank you coaxiecat123 for helping me out with my summary. It would have been much weaker if you hadn't helped.
2) I don't own Maximum Ride or any of the songs. I am not a man nor am I older than fifty. There. Now you know I'm a girl.
Max POV
On Monday Fang and Lissa broke-up. Just as I expected. I walked into music and Mrs. Medria announced that there weren't enough funds for the Music Festival so we would have to raise the money ourselves. I turned to Ella, Nudge, Angel, and J.J. when Mrs. Medria said to brainstorm some ideas in our respective groups.
"How about we perform in the park?" J.J. asked.
"Good idea," I said, "And we can try to get a concert in the park set up and sell tickets. Then the proceeds can go to the festival!"
"Sounds like you girls have some great ideas," Mrs. Medria said while walking over to us. Everyone else stopped talking when she said that.
"Like what?" Angel asked.
"Like the performing in the park. All of you can perform in the park!"
"What?" Lissa asked, "You're seriously going to tell us to perform in the park?"
"Yes," Mrs. Medria said, "I am. Now you can change who you're sitting with if you want to work with someone in the park."
"How about we do an act as a band?" Ella asked, "We can come up with a name, perform in the streets then when we do the concert we can already have a little bit of a fanbase!"
"Great idea Ella," Nudge said, "Can we Max?"
"Why are you asking me?"
"You're the lead singer AND the songwriter! You have the most say," she said it like it should be obvious.
"I'll need some help getting my keyboard to the park but I'm cool with it."
"YES!" Nudge and Ella shouted, causing wierd glances from people. We wrote two more songs for our act. I walked to the hospital after school as usual. Only this time, Ari and I were interrupted by a rather unwanted guest.
Fang POV
So Max's group obviously had their thing all planned out while I was stuck with four bickering idiots and my ex. Oh, joy. As they bickered I thought about my next target. I decided I would get Max. She may seem hard to get at first but she can't be that hard, can she? I followed her to the hospital. Mrs. Thompson wanted to talk to me about Lissa's and my break-up. When she was done I went in to "Ari's" room. I saw her talking to him. She seemed like a brighter person when Ari was with her.
"Hey Max, guess what!" his voice was raspy but held a note of glee in it.
"What buddy?"
"Mrs. Thompson said I'm definitely getting better and that I might be able to come home soon!"
"That's great!" She seemed the happiest I had ever seen her. She and her brother were obviously close. I walked in.
"Who's that Max?" Ari asked.
"Remember when I told you about Fang?"
"You mean the guy who thinks that girls have no feelings and doesn't talk?"
"Yeah," she said laughing, "that guy."
I blinked at how she had described me to Ari.
"Why are you here mister?" Ari asked. He was kinda cute.
"Just wanted to talk to Max," I said.
"Well you can't," Max said, "I only get so much time to talk to my little brother. Now go away."
At that moment her cell phone rang.
"Yeah?" her face brightened at whatever the other person said.
"Thanks Grace. It means so much to me." She hung up afterwards.
"What was that about?" I asked.
She ignored me and turned to Ari. As she and he talked I heard her say something about getting the day off. I looked around Ari's room. There were a few cards from people but what really caught my eye was something next to his bed. There was a locket. I picked it up and was about to open it when something smacked it out of my hand.
"Nosey much," Max asked. Ari had wide eyes.
"What's in there that's so important?"
"Like you need to know." Then I saw a matching locket on Max's neck. They were in the shape of wings. One was a right wing the other the left. Max had the left and Ari had the right. He wasn't wearing his (obviously) but it clearly meant a lot to them that they weren't in the hands of strangers. I left shortly later.
Max POV
After that jerk Fang left I told Ari about the concert my friends and I were trying to plan for a few weeks from now.
"I can't wait! If I'm out in time I can go see it!"
"Yeah buddy, you can." I checked the time. It was six-thirty, "I need to go but I'll be back tomorrow alright?"
"Alright Maxie." I smiled. He was the only one allowed to call me that. And he knew it too.
The next day at school
"OMG! MAX!" Nudge screamed while we were walking down the hall toward music. Fang stopped and seemed to be listening with a smirk on his face.
"What Nudge?"
"I got us scheduled for six weeks from today!"
"At the park?"
"Yep."
"Seriously? We need to start on a song list!" Fang didn't have any idea what we were talking about so we got awkward glances from him.
"Ella," I said as I sat down.
"What?"
"Nudge got us set up for the park six weeks from today!"
"That's great."
Mrs. Medria walked in and asked about the arrangements for the park were going. Everyone chipped in their own two cents. I was sitting there and so was the rest of my group. We had a name picked out. We decided on the name Avian-Americans since we all felt like we should have been born with wings. We worked on our song list for the concert in six weeks.
Fang POV
I saw Max's group talking during Mrs. Medria's little speech about how we had to keep these things school appropriate (as if) and they started debating something. Mrs. Medria didn't seem to mind though. When she released us Lissa went over to where Bridgit, Cameron (one of her friends, played her two years ago) and Jessica (another one of her friends, played her shortly before Lissa). They were doing a dance routine. Iggy and I were doing some kind of keyboard/singing thing. Max and her group stayed together. At the end of class Mrs. Medria wanted you to shout your band's name if you had one. Ella, Nudge, Angel, J.J. and Max all shouted, "AVIAN-AMERICANS!" at the same time. They had a wierd name.
That weekend at the park.
Iggy and I had finished our act and we walked around to see the other ones. Lissa's group had a routine that the principal never would have approved. There were some other music acts. As we were walking around I saw a small crowd. As Iggyand I got closer I saw Angel holding a violin, Ella with a guitar, J.J. with a bass, Nudge at drums, and Max was at a keyboard. She started singing shortly later.
2 a.m., where do I begin?
Crying off my face again
The silent sounds of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed
I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in to take my heart again
Too afraid to go inside
For the pain of one more loveless night
But the loneliness will stay with me
And hold me 'til I fall asleep
I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in to take my heart again
Broken pieces of
A barely breathing story
Where there once was love
Now there's only me and the lonely
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
Let you go and let the lonely in to take my heart again
After she was done I could see how she had gotten into music. She was pretty talented. I stored that away in my list of Things I Can Use To Get Maximum Ride.
"Hey Max," I said, catching her just as she was packing up.
"Leave me alone."
"Have we no manners Ms. Ride?" I asked in a fail of a British accent.
"No. No I don't, and neither do you. Answer your question?"
I looked at her. She walked away. I followed her to the hospital where she was visiting Ari. Instead of him laying on his bed in his room he walked out to Max. He seemed tired when he got to her but he seemed happy to actually hug her as well.
"You're certainly getting better," she said.
"Yep. Mrs. Thompson said that I can come home tomorrow! She said that you could walk me home when you get home instead of me being wheeled out!"
"That's awesome buddy! I can't wait."
"Neither can I. I don't like the smell in this place."
"Neither of us do."
I wondered why. It only smelled of antiseptic in here. She walked out, completely ignoring me. Somehow her brother was making a miraculous recovery. I walked home after leaving the hospital.
Okay, that's a wrap. I have some shout-outs.
To:
Dot Ride: I hope she gets well. If I get anything wrong in this story then feel free to correct me.
coaxiecat123: Thank you for the suggestions, and summary. I will try to do both of those things.
Rose to the MAX: I'll think about it. I was thinking of using Miles by Christina Perri.
tomgirl1313: I won't spoil it for you but you can probably guess by this chapter.
Guest: Yes, ten seconds is a few. It's more than a few actually.
eternalreader62: I'm sure you're not the only one scared of Fang in this story. Do you think he's kind of stalkerish?
8th bird kid (guest): See shout-out to Rose to the MAX for details on Ronan. As for Ari dieing, no, I would not kill him off. I would not be able to write that. I wouldn't want to either because that would be really sad. And I don't like really sad things.
Elemental Dragon Slayer: Yes, yes he is. Maybe on the romance. I don't do a draft of this or anything. I just type it up on the Doc Manager and post it. I make everything up as I go so any romance is because that's where my very dark mind took it. According to my friends my mind is a scary place.
That's it. Thanks for reading.
