AN: Sup hommies!
So, I recently found out that the ninth Max Ride book is coming out soon! It's been known for a long time, but I live under a rock so…
I'm soooo happy though! YAYYYYY!
OK, I'll shut up now…
Chapter 2
Max POV.
"So you're telling me that blowing up our only house was the right decision?! Are you out of your mind?" Ella exclaimed, "All my clothes and makeup are gone now! Gone!"
Ella paced back and forth on the empty street, frustrated. She's not taking this too well.
"Ok, so a couple of things here Ella. First of all, the only clothes you lost is that shirt you got from the lady on the street who noticed you're homeless. Second, you didn't have any makeup. And no, the half empty lipstick doesn't count. Third, if Gazzy didn't blow up the house, we would loose our freedom, so yes, it's the right decision," I try to explain.
She looks at me blankly, and rolls her eyes once she realizes I'm right.
"So what do we do now," Nudge yawns, looking exhausted.
I sigh, not knowing what to tell her.
"Well, I guess we can just hang around Central Park and then see from there," I try.
"What if the police find us?" Angel wonders, sitting on Gazzy's lap. They're siblings and love each other unconditionally. I sometimes find myself feeling somewhat jealous of their close bond. An amazing feeling I never had.
"They won't," Gazzy consuls her, stroking her blonde curls.
"We'll be all right, Ange, don't worry about anything," I say.
"Ok, lets move," Nudge agrees, standing up from the sidewalk.
We all wordlessly walk towards the park, all lost in our own thoughts.
We were never close. We didn't quite trust each other enough to treat each other like real friends. The only reason we stick together is because it guarantees us a longer life.
I met Nudge first during my third night on the streets of New York, when I was eleven.
I clearly remember that sickening feeling of confusion. Everything was a blur. I didn't know where I would sleep, or where I would get food, or how I would survive.
I came up to a girl to ask her for some money. I didn't want to beg, but I was practically dying of starvation.
She had wild caramel colored hair and mocha skin. It was Nudge.
Our first encounter with each other wasn't very pleasant. She told me to get lost. Being the idiot I was, I jumped her, determined to get some money.
That shows you just how hungry I was.
She started to scream, and that's how I met Gazzy. He came to the rescue for Nudge.
I ended up fighting Nudge and Gazzy until the cops broke us up.
We spent that night in jail, but it was the night that brought us together. We came up with a crazy plan to escape, and it surprises me still how it worked.
Well it did.
We worked as a team (cliché, right?), and got out. From then on, we helped each other, although never fully trusted one another.
Gazzy introduced us to Angel. Later on, we met Ella and decided to let her join our group since she looked awfully sick.
I still don't know the reason they ended up on the streets, and I don't ask.
Hopefully it wasn't for the reason I ended up on the streets. I wouldn't want even my worst enemy to go through what I've been through.
Fang POV.
"Out of the whole freaking world it had to be her!" Iggy threw another shirt into the small suitcase, loudly pacing around the room.
"I know, it sucks," I say.
"Do you have any idea of what could happen?! If we catch her, she'll recognize us and turn us in. Then we'll rot in jail. If we don't, then we'll be considered sissies for not being able to catch a freaking girl!" Iggy groans.
"Don't you think I know that? How about you stop freaking out and do something useful like think of what to do," I offer.
He sighs loudly, and flops down on the sofa.
"Ok, what do we do?" he asks, more calmly now.
"Well, I was thinking that we could catch her, but before we bring her to the station, we can make a deal. You know she will remember us and how we asked her to steal the Minueta ring. So we can tell her that if she doesn't turn us in, we will make sure she will be free," I explain.
Iggy slowly nods, letting this sink in.
"And what if she sill turns us in?" he asks.
I shrug, "We'll figure it out. But I'm positive she won't if we offer her freedom."
"But we won't actually set her free, right?" Iggy says.
I laugh lightly, "Of course not."
Iggy smiles, "We're leaving in an hour then."
I smirk back at him. Time to meet Max. Again.
AN: Sorry it's a little short, but I just wanted to update a quick chapter.
In the next chapter, Max and Fang will meet! It won't be a pretty meeting though…
Oh and I wanted to say that in this story Ella and Max aren't sisters.
Please review! Thanks!
~Fly on, Dawn :D
