Maximum Ride: My God, My Life Sucks. Chapter Two.

(Title may change soon)


Where The Last Chapter Left Off At:

I ran through the bulletproof glass doors of the school and took a quick left, heading to Fang's last period door, and ditched my backpack up in the tree, knowing he'll look there one way or another and took of running to the school's garden, taking flight.

Freedom. Sweet, sweet freedom.

See ya later, losers. Won't miss ya.


Ah, flying. I haven't been able to do this for months. I've almost forgotten how great it felt. Just the wind and me; no worries, no problems, no people. No weird thoughts; no sudden rage-fest; no complete bored-ness. No rules, no curfew. No stupid, little inconsiderate people who take me for granted..

My rigth hand curled into a fist at this thought.

Stupid.

I took in a deep breath of fresh air. Maybe I should never go back.

I looked down below me.

"Woah," I thought out loud. "I've must've gone far… There are so many lights!"


Fang walked down the hall, heading towards the nearest exit. Finally, he can go home.

He let out an annoyed sigh. What was the point of that stupid math test? He'll never use it. There's no point behind it, just another way to torcher these students.

Another sight escaped his lips.

Why the hell can't she just keep her big mouth shut? Stupid Max. She just had to smart-off to Mrs. Love, didn't she? How was Fang supposed to keep her out of trouble if she's always in the office? Dr. Martinez is going to be pissed off. No, not at Max — at him. Very fair, right? She has got to be kidding him. Who can actually keep Max in line? Nobody, that's who. But, she is just so freaking hot smarting off to —

Let's ignore that.

Fang pushed the safety door open to find Ella and Iggy waiting outside by the big oak tree. What lovebirds, why don't they just make it official?

Wait —

Max is usually the first one here. Where is she?

"Hey, where's Max?" Fang asked, looking around the front of the highschool.

Ella looked up startled and gave him a confused look. "What do you mean? I thought she was with you."

Fang raised one of his dark eyebrows. What was that suppose to mean? Max and him haven't hung out together since before they got here. Everyone, well, mainly Fang and Max, have been.. drifting apart.

"Yeah, Fnick. She wasn't here when we got here, like she usually is." Iggy commented, still staring at Ella, even though he can't see her. When will they confess?

"Huh? She got sent to the office in third, though." Fang replied, still slightly confused.

Did she skip the office and leave then? No, she would have at least motioned it to Ella, since she is an office-aid third period.

"So, did she walk ahead of us, or is she still in the building?" Iggy asked.

Fang looked around the school yard, doing a 360 scan, as usual. Ella sighed and leaned against the tree, tapping the rhythm of a choir song on it. "So, are we going to wait, or walk ahea — AHH!"

"What? What is it, Ella?!" Iggy asked, freaking out.

A black backpack had fallen from the tree, landing a foot in front of a startled Ella.

"What the hell is that?!" She asked, obviously freaked out.

"What? What's going on?" Iggy asked, annoyed.

"Its okay, Ig — Jeff. A backpack just almost fell on me." She replied, putting a hand over her heart, trying to calm herself down. Max would of seen that one coming. She always sees stuff like this.

Fang bent down and examined the material. "It's… Max's."

"Really? Did she fly?" Ella asked in a hushed whisper.

"She flew. Let's go." Fang answered blankly, throwing the backpack over his shoulder.

"'Kay! C'mon, Jeff, let's go." Ella said, tapping twice on Iggy's hand.


I landed in a dark ally twenty yards away from the opening of a huge mall out in the middle of a huge city.

Wow, if only Angel and Nudge were here, they'd be bouncing off the walls.

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I walked out of a skateboarding store — I think the name was Zumiez? — readjusting the blue and black checkerd jacket I'd just bought, making it more comfortable around the winged-area of my back.

"Oh, my god! They have a Jack in the Box!" I practically screamed, running over to the small stand.

A few strange glances where shot at me, but I ignored it. You kind of get used to it if you spent your young years in a cage getting poked with needles.

I tightened my hold on my Maximum Ride bank card. (Yes, I still had it. I kept it with me for emergencies) I need to forget about all of that stuff.. but who can?!

"Welcome to Jack in the Box, how may I help you?" a frizzy red-headed teenager with bad acne asked, flashing me an awkward smile with his braces flashing in the yellow light.

Eww..

"Uh.." You could try not smiling.. "I'll have the whole left side of the menu with an extra-large *Suicide Drink, please." I said, smiling slightly. Have I mentioned how much I love Jack in the Box?

The guy gave me an uncertain glance.

"Um, three large curly fries as well, please." I tried filling the gap; but he still seemed unable to get it.

He quirked up a nasty looking eyebrow at me, clearing his throat, looking behind me at the line beginning to form. "A...what?!"

"Suicide Drink, three large, please."

"And.. a 'Suicide Drink,' is — what exactly?" Stupid, stupid person. Don't you dare insult the Suicide Drink! He quoted the Drink! How dare he!

"A drink filled up with every drink on the machine." I said in 'duh,' voice, smirking slightly at his weirded out look.

Thirty minutes later I got four trays of food and sat down in a small both towards the back, by the door (just in case).

Ah, can someone say: yum. Best part was: it was mine. No one elas. I didn't have to share.

This is the start of a beautiful night.


*Suicide Drink: This is a drink I always get whenever I go out to eat or something. You fill a cup with every drink on the soda machine. I recommend y'all trying it. ;D


Yeah.. I just completed this chapter awhile ago. I know its short; deal with it. I was bored so I decided to continue.

Review if I should continue..


laters.