Chapter Three :)

Okay, so like, Im amazed at my reviews, the most I've ever gotten.

You see, some people tell me I type way to fast and my lines are kinda short.

But, you see, I get really bothered by having to drag my eyes every where across the

screen.

So I want to make the lines short for you guys so you can skip down the next line.

As for describtion, I shall add more.

But, for now.. enjoy... XD


Btw, I don't own Maximum Ride.


The bright sunlight filtered through my curtains, making the inside of my eyelids bright red.

"Oh, Felisa, stop it." I giggled, curling around my soggy pillow. I was hugging it with both my arms and legs.

Suddenly, my bedroom door swung open, Angel standing in the doorway.

She strode over to me and glared down at me, her blue eyes blazing. I opened my eyes slowly. I stared back up at her, trying to look as menacing as I could.

Okay, here's the cut.

Big, mean Maxie, with big, muscles just wasn't cut out to scare out a freaking mind-reader who could make me prance around in a Tu-Tu and make me play Barbie all day.

To tell you the truth, she actually scares me. Scares me! Im like, 6'6 and she's 4'6! Im 2 feet taller than her and I hide behind the sofa everytime she came into the room.

I flexed my arms against the pillow, puffing them out to show how strong I was. Her eyes narrowed.

"Breakfast. Now" She said calmy, but it had a special icy tone to it.

"I don't gotta listen to you," I huffed, offended that I was being bossed around by a six-year-old!

"I'm seven, you nimrod!" She snarled at me. "And you better go downstairs and eat your bacon, now!"

Bacon! Oh my god, Man Heaven.

Why the heck did she not mention that in the first place?!

I scrambled out of my bed and swept off some random clothes off the floor.

"Eeew! Are you seriously going to wear those! They're from the floor!" Angel made a disgusted face.

"Im a man. And men do not wear fresh clothes," I said proudly, pulling the wrinkled shirt over my head.

"You were a girl," Angel pointed out.

"Well, Im not now!"

"How do you know?!"

"I check."

"How?"

"I uhh.. look down.."

"What's so special about looking down?"

My eyes widened. "Uhhh, Coming my Dear Bacon!!"

I raced down the stairs, nearly bouldozing down Jeb. I just barely managed to press against the wall to skit through the small space he made so I could pass through. I leapt from the fifth step to the last and landed on the balls of my feet.

I raced into the kitchen, my Man-Sense going off like crazy. Then, I saw it. The thing that made men sane. The thing that made men who they are. The thing that made men, men.

Bacon.

Sweet, Sweet, Bacon.

My little porkie.

I walked slowly over to the plate of bacon, still steaming in the middle of the table. I sat down on a chair and pulled it in. Mmm...

I gently grabbed a piece. I lifted it to my lips and... shoved it into my mouth whole. Then, without waiting to chew, I grabbed another and shoved it in also. I got in about five pieces before I almost choked. I poured myself a glass of water and sipped the rest of the bacon down.

I ate the whole 25 pieces of bacon within minutes.

It's a man thing.

I wiped my lips and got up, stretching. Jeez, when was the rest of the gang coming? They'd been gone for todays! I was about to go ask Jeb about them, when, just then, the door opened, revealing the rest of the gang.

Does God hate me, or what?


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