So, here's the second chapter of "Be My Hero. Hope you like it, and I'm not one of those people who will only update with a certain number of reviews, but I do want at least one review saying if it's too short or terrible before I post a third chapter.
Claimer of Disness: I don't own Max Ride, otherwise, I wouldn't want to punch Maxwell Shibley.
Max POV
I start panicking as Iggy pulles into a parking spot at our new school. He turns to me and laughs.
"Awwww, is the wittle Maxie Waxie scared?" He chuckles.
"I'm older than you," I scoff, "Bird-Brain."
"Oh," he laughed, "that hurts."
"Let's just get today over with," I answered.
I get out of the car and stroll up to the building with my siblings. How about I introduce us before I go any further. I'm Maximum Ride, but everyone calls me Max, I'm seventeen, and I'm the oldest out of the five of us. My hair is cut in a style called wind-blown or wind-tossed or something, and it's a brownish-blonde color. According to my little sister, Angel, I have eyes like unbarfed chocolate. My sister Maya, who is seven minutes younger than me, looks just like me except her hair is cut in a pixie style and she has a maroon streak in it, and her entire wardrobe is really girly. My brother, Iggy, is eleven minutes younger than Maya, is ghostly pale, with pale blue eyes, and strawberry blonde hair. My younger brother Gazzy is sixteen, has honey blond hair, and really blue eyes. His twin sister Angel has the same hair, except it is in ringlets, and eye color as him. They are seriously as identical as a boy and girl twin can get. Now, back to reality. We walk up to the administrative office and walk up to the secretary.
"Hey," Maya bubbled, "we're the Ride family. Can we have our schedules, please?"
The secretary passes them to her without sparing us a glance. Maya hands everyone our stuff, and we head off to the wonderful world of high school. Iggy and I compare schedules to see if we have the same homeroom, and find out we have almost every class together. He has cooking, and I have music instead. We walk to Mrs. Sharon's room and head in. We walk up to Mrs. Sharon and ask where we should sit. She points us to the two tables, each with an empty stool. Iggy sits down next to a guy with black eyes and hair, olive skin, and all-black clothes. I sit down next to a girl who could be the guy's twin. I sit down and say, "Hi, I'm Max."
"Hi, I'm Zoë, can I see your schedule so I can compare them?" She says, holding her hand out to me.
I pass it to her and she reads it over. "We have all of our classes together, I'll show you around," she decides.
I shrug and turn to throw my eraser at Iggy. "What?" He whines, turning around.
"We have someone to make sure you don't blow anything up," I reply innocently, "Nah, just kidding, she's gonna show us around. You just need to find your own cooking class."
He rolls his eyes and turns back around in his chair, muttering to himself. Me and Zoë talk amidst ourselves. Soon, the teacher tells us to get to class. I stand up and get ready to go to class.
"So, Ignatius, we have maths first. Let's go," I say to Iggy.
Zoë calls us and we follow her to class. We walk up to the teacher and tell him that we're the new students. She turns to the class and announces, "Class. We have two new students today. Why don't we let them introduce themselves?"
"I'm Max," I state, then go sit down.
"My name is Iggy, I'm the youngest of my triplets. Maximum there is the oldest," Iggy says before sitting next to me and dropping his arm around my shoulder. I punch him and he pulls back, mock pain on his face.
"Why Maxie, whyyyyyyyyyyyy?" He exclaims.
I toouk my eyes and turn my attention to the teacher, ignoring my idiotic brother. The teacher starts reading, and I sit there, a bored expression settled on my face. Now, I'm not going to bore you with the details, so I'll just skip to lunch. "Max," Zoë says, walking next to me, "will you sit with me and my friends?"
"Sure, as long as my siblings can too." I answer.
"The more the merrier," she trills.
I roll my eyes and go to find Gazzy, Angel, Maya, and Iggy. Iggy especially, he has my lunch. When I finally track them down, I tell them to follow me and we had over to where Zoë is sitting with two other kids. One I recognize as the kid Iggy sat next to during homeroom, and the other one looks to be around Gazzy and Angel's age. I sit down next to Zoë and motion for Angel to sit down next to me. The rest of my siblings sit down and I turn to Zoë, mimicking her, "The more the merrier, right?"
She responds by telling everyone to introduce themselves while glaring at me. The girl that I don't recognize says, "I'm Monique, but everyone calls me Nudge. I don't know why. Maybe because when I was little people used to nudge me to mhgidbhh."
"Thanks Ig," I say when he puts his hand over her mouth. "I'm Max."
Iggy slowly removed his hand and says, "I'm James, but Max have me the nickname Iggy because I like iguanas. And ignoring things."
Maya slowly scrutinizes the table before saying, "Name's Maya."
The kid that looks like Zoë looks up and says, "Fang."
Zoë pipes up, "He's my twin brother."
Iggy then decides to interject. "Really, Max, Maya, and I are triplets."
Gazzy then decides to show people where he got his nickname.
"Gas mask," Iggy gasps.
Gazzy looks up sheepishly and mumbles, "Gazzy."
Angel looks around before saying, "Angel."
All of a sudden a girl with shocking red hair walks up and starts whining, "Nicky, why are you sitting over here with these freaks?"
Fang looks up and says, "Because these quote-un-quote freaks are my friends. Go away, Lissa."
Lissa huffs and storms off. Pretty soon lunch is over and I'm heading to music class with Zoë. I walk in and the teacher waves me over to her.
"Hi, I'm Mrs. Reed. So, Max, we have a tradition that all new students have to perform a song. Why don't you go get set up?"
I shrug, walk over to the stool, and open my guitar case. I pull out my guitar, take a deep breath, and face the audience. I start to play the song and open my mouth to start singing. (A.N. this is "It's Not Me, It's You" by Skillet)
Max - Italics
"Let's get the story straight
You were a poison
You flooded through my veins
You left me broken
You tried to make me think
That the blame was all on me
With the pain you put me through
And now I know that it's not me it's you
It's not me it's you
Always has been you
And now I know that all the lies and stupid things you say and do
It's You
It's not me it's you
All the lies and passion you put me through
I know that it's not me it's you
You
You
It's not me it's you, you
So here we go again
The same fight we're always in
I don't care do why pretend
Wake me when you're lecture ends
You tried to make me small
Make me fall and it's all your fault
With the pain you put me through and now I know that it's not me it's you
Let's get the story straight
You were a poison
Flooding through my veins
Driving me insane
And now you're gone away
I'm no longer choking
From the pain you put me through
And now I know that it's not me it's you"
I finished the song and looked up. I put my guitar back in it's case and walked over to my seat beside Zoë. I sat down and all of a sudden Lissa stood up and screeched, "You call that talent? This is talent." She walked up on stage and sang Princess Ke$ha in her nasally high pitched voice (I'm not putting the lyrics on). I stared in horror, then burst out laughing, along with the rest of the class except for Lissa's followers. Lissa walked up to me and tried to slap me, but I caught her hand and threw it away from me. I stand up and whisper in her ear, "You stay away from me, or I will hurt you." She cowered and ran over to her friends. I sit back down for the rest of the class.
That's all you're getting for now. I just want one review to make sure more than one person actually likes my story. Okay? Byeeeeeeeee!