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"Oh my god Max! You're like sooooo lucky. I've always wanted to go to Sleep Away Camp," Ella squealed the next morning at breakfast.
The very few things that I love about my family, is that one minute they're all 'SOMEONE SHOOT ME NOW. The world's going to end because I can't find the toilet paper!'
And the next, they have completely forgotten who caused the problem, or for the matter that there ever was a problem. Then after a whole crap load of crap, that I could care less about, mother dearest makes breakfast.
For example: Pancakes, waffles, bacon and . . . CHCOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES!
"Mhm... that's nice," I mumbled with my mouth full of waffle.
So, you have noticed that I'm actually trying to get along with them. Mostly because I hate arguing, and besides I'm leaving today.
Because I am sadly going on a camping trip that is a complete waste of my valuable life. I could be doing way more important things but NOOOOOOOOOOO . . .!
I have to ATTEMPT to make friends, or worse… become a better person. Which is retarded, because everyone obviously knows that I am just mentally and physically not capable.
"God, Max. How can you eat that much, and not gain ANY weight?" Ella asked. "It's so unfair!"
"Max, don't eat too much, you're going to make yourself sick!" Mom warned sipping on her coffee.
As usual, I ignored her. HEY! It's not my fault I'm so damn hungry. Like, seriously, what did this woman feed me last night? OH YEAH! Nothing! Let me remind you, I almost starved myself into oblivion!
We all ate in silence for a few minutes. Then Ella started talking about her big date this afternoon.
"You know Max, there are a lot of attractive guys attending this camp."
Eyes going wide, I started choking on my OJ. Ella then looked at me like I was some kind of diseased, life-sized tarantula, about to take over planet Earth.
"Ewwwwwie! Boys have cooties!" I teased sarcastically, while pretending to gag.
Ella rolled her eyes. "Well I can guarantee you will have a change of heart when you see how yummalicious that hot pocket Iggy is."
"Yeah…" I snickered. "And maybe I'll just grow wings and fly outta there."
"Don't be a smart with your sister," Mom said. Then she looked at the time and gasped. "Shit! Max go get your things! The bus will be here in 10 minutes!"
"A bus? I thought you were driving me there?" I hissed, narrowing my eyes.
"What! And listen to you complain for three whole freaking hours? Hell no!" Ella chimed in. grabbing the last cookie. Grr...
"Did I ask you?"
"Whatever," she said, rolling her eyes. "Max, I'm going to get your suitcase for you."
"Yeah, yeah. Thanks," I mumbled as I swiftly washed my face, and pulled on my black vans. I checked my clothes to see if they were inside out or backwards (which happens to me… a lot). When I was sure my black basketball shorts and red tank were on correctly, my mom came in and threw me my cell phone.
"Uh... what's this?" I asked.
"Your phone."
"No shit. I mean, why are you giving it to me?"
"You know, for emergencies."
"Max hurry up! The bus is coming!" Ella barked from the porch. I ninja-ed my way to the front of the house and was just about to grab my luggage when I remembered something extremely important. Something that I would take a bullet for if it were necessary.
"Where's my Mountain Dew?"
My Mom just stood there. With a worried, yet apologetic look on her face. "Oh, um… Max I'm very sorry. I went shopping with Ella yesterday, and we forgot to buy you a pack."
"Excuse me?" I questioned feeling my eyebrows rise.
Okay. You can beat me, torture me, and send me away to a sweep away camp for all I care! BUT… you CANNOT take away Maximum Ride's Mountain Dew. There is no way in hell that is EVER going to happen.
"Ella and I forgot—"
"Wait," I interrupted. "Repeat that for me, I don't think I heard you correctly."
"Max, I'm sorry, you just have to do without it. It's only for…"
"Three weeks," I finished. "I just have to jump start myself for the miserable weeks to come?" I questioned.
"Wait . . . Give me Ella's pack."
"What! No!" Ella yelled.
"Ella! You can just go to Wal-Mart right after I leave and buy all the soda you want!"
"No," she growled. "Not going to happen."
Great. She just HAS to be stubborn right now doesn't she? I mean come on, she knows just as well as I do that I can't survive without my carbonated goodness. I sighed, at the end of my patience. Well, desperate times call for desperate measures.
"Please, Ella!" I sobbed, getting down on my knees and hugging her legs. "I can't live without it! It's my natural high! Mountain Dew is my drug! How can you be so cruel? What type of person are you, to take that away from your own flesh and blood?" I was practically crying now, soaking my sister's lacy legging with my frustrated tears.
I now realized that the bus was waiting for me at the end of my driveway, and the other teens from school where obviously just creeping on the blond girl on her knees.
Ella shook me off her legs and whispered. "Okay, okay! Just stop! You're embarrassing me!"
"Thank you!" I beamed, and reached for my red suitcase. I looked around for my carrier bag when I realized that Ella took it with her when she went to get my Dew.
I waited patiently for my sister's return when I heard a honk. Damned bus.
"All right! All right! I'm coming! Keep your pants on!" I yelled in my best fake country accent.
Jezzum, Ells was taking a long time; it had to be at least 15 minutes before she returned with a 60 pack of Mountain Dew. I grabbed my things from her and sprinted to the bus.
When I got on, I received none other than a warm sour glance from the driver. "Take a seat," she hissed.
"Nice to meet you, too," I murmured slowly making my way toward the back. Getting a few stares from the people around me, I commonly stopped to say 'howdy, y'all' in my country accent or 'Jesus loves you' in my best British accent.
Before sitting down, I scanned the bus for anyone I knew. I saw Dylan and Sam, some football players that think they're the shit for no apparent reason.
Iggy and his twin, I don't remember his name . . . oh well. Two girls that I didn't know that were talking to the twins and a tall dark guy, but they all looked familiar. Followed by a ton of people I have never set eyes on in my life.
I was about to sit down and take a nap or something, when my eyes fell on the most disgusting creature known to mankind.
Yep, Lissa and her sidekick, Brigid. My frenemies.
In all honesty, I love Brigid! She was my best friend until I moved, a year ago. We drifted further and further away from each other as time went on. Now, she sticks to her people, and I stick to mine . . .
Lissa spotted me just as I did her. She tapped Brigid on the shoulder and together they slowly started strutting over to me.
"OMG! Maxi look at you!" Brigid gasped in surprise. "What happened, you look, well, different? Anyways, I miss you sooooo much girly! How have you been? How do you like your new school?"
"Oh fine I guess," I explained looking up at the ceiling and fanning myself with my hand. "I love my new school, but it's not the same without my two besties," I huffed trying to shake all the sarcasm out of my voice.
"What are you wearing?" Lissa asked pointing at my outfit of choice like it was a piece of bird shit or something.
The only reason why I didn't punch her in the nose was because, right now, I was getting insane practice on my acting skills.
"No. No honey. Stop checking me out, and start checking yourself," I said with disgust. "Lizzy, we're going camping. And are you really going to ruin your designers?"
Lissa and Brigid thought for a moment. "You are so like totally right," Lissa hissed, obviously trying to hide how much she hates me.
"Girls! Take a seat!" The bus driver yelled into the microphone. I quickly slammed my suitcase onto the seat with me so they wouldn't sit here.
"We'll talk to you later, Maxie," Brigid exclaimed beaming.
"Yeah, see ya," I yawned.
Then Lissa took Brigid's hand and walked up the aisle, and plopped herself and Brigid on top of Sam and Dylan's laps.
Settling back into my seat, feeling like a complete loner, I ripped open the huge pack of soda. I smirked to myself.
Because guess what?
The cans were the tiny ones.
I popped the top and took a swing of the carbonated caffeine. I felt the sugar run up my back and sink into my stomach… ah… gotta love Mountain Dew!
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