Here's Lucky! I don't know I felt like doing that. Thank you so much to my first 2 reviewers. You have no idea how happy you made me. I thought people wouldn't like it. If you did read it please tell other people to read it. This is chapter 3 of my cliché story and I really hope you guys enjoy it! Gracias mi amigos y amigas! Adios!
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Iggy: Wow that was long Lucky.
Me: Shut up Iggster.
Fang: Both of you hush up.
Me: For the love of the rainbow! It's Fang! *runs and tears at clothes*
Fang: *screams and runs away*
Iggy: Well then. While Lucky chases Fang around I might as well say that Lucky doesn't own Maximum Ride or any of the characters JP does!
When they finally let go of me I backed away slowly and closed my door. Don't look at me with that disapproving look! You would have done the same thing. So as I was saying. I could hear them sigh in disappointment when I closed it but that's their problem… O WOW! My room actually looks hott! The walls were a dark black (A/N is this a real color? I don't really know. I think it's a shade… I'm getting off topic.) with red, blue, and neon green splatters everywhere. The carpet and bed spread were a midnight blue with little yellow stars on them. The ceiling and actual floor were a nice white that made my room look that much cooler. There weren't any pictures on the walls but that was actually good.
This room was awesome. Much better than the others at my old foster homes. The homes of what I like to call…. THEM! (A/N add scary music here!) That was pathetic but so true. My room was literally a storage closet with a blanket and pillow on the floor as a bed. Random baby boxes (A/N baby boxes are just really small boxes. They're like midget boxes… hehe… ok back to the story.) were where I kept my clothes, and my guitar- don't ask how I got it… you don't wanna know- was usually in the corner away from the door. But this room… oh yea. This room owned all.
I started putting everything away where I wanted it when there was a knock on my door. I just turned up my ipod, and don't say it's rude. I was busy and didn't want to be disturbed. Then the person knocked again, only a lot harder. Damn it who keeps knocking! Again with the knock! I stormed over there, opened the door, and said maybe a little too loudly, "What?" Then I looked at who knocked. Oh crap… that is not good.
Hey guys! What do you think? I liked the little cliffy but what do you guys think? Remember to tell me what you want me to do and I will try to incorporate it. If you guys want to know anything about this story or anything don't hesitate to ask. So like I said. Tell me what you think and I will update as soon as I get 5 reviews. And if you don't know what that is, it is the little button glaring at your face right now. It loves you if you review! Adios mi amigos y amigas! Buenos noches!
