Woohoo! I'm updating twice in the same day!

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And if you do think I own maximum ride, well. I think you need your head checkin' ;) and I don't own Boots. I don't even know if they have Boots in the US :S but oh well

Chapter 3.

I landed on the hot tarmac with a gentle whoosh noise. I looked around me, taking in the small car park I had landed in, and the tiny high street beyond. I looked down at myself, studying the crumpled white dress I had worn to Total and Akila's wedding, and had never taken off. My bare feet stood out starkly against the ground.

I ran my thin fingers through my greasy, tangled hair as a gust of wind buffeted me. I leaned against it, trying not to go tumbling to the ground.

Wow I thought. I really had gotten weak. It had taken almost everything to fly here through the gathering winds. I leaned over to glare at my reflection in a small puddle beside me.

A scruffy, skinny girl wearing a mucky white dress glared back at me. Her long brown hair hung limp and lank to her shoulders, knotted like no-one's business. Her cheek bones stood out against her dull, sunken eyes, giving her a gaunt appearance. She looked like death. She looked like how I felt.

Oh, wait, she was me.

I wrenched my gaze away from the terrible reflection on the puddle of muddy water and turned towards the high street.

I didn't care what I looked like. I didn't care that I looked like a right tramp. All that mattered was that all that I had left of Fang, the real, solid proof that he actually loved me, was being stained by this uncertainty.

And I was scared.

I trembled as I pushed open the door to Boots. I sensed the gazes of the fellow shoppers as I walked straight to the aisle I needed. I came to a stop next to a woman gazing at the same shelf as me. She turned, noticed my attire, my gaunt appearance and skittered to the side, before rushing down the aisle in a rush. Snob. I thought.

I stopped in shock. I hadn't been sarcastic since he left. Sarcasm was too normal, too me. Since that day, I hadn't been me. I had been an empty shell.

I shook my head. Concentrate, Max. I needed to focus on this . . . predicament I was in. I stared at the selection in front of me, wondering which to choose. I felt in my pocket. $7.00. That really wouldn't go far. I picked up the two cheapest options and made my way to the counter to pay.

Sure, I noticed the bubble of space that surrounded me. I just didn't have the energy to be bothered about it. My vision was growing hazy, and I knew I was walking in a complete zigzag. I reached the counter and tried to ignore the middle aged woman who was sneering down her nose at me.

You don't know a thing about my life. How dare she? She didn't have the right to look at me, and the products I was buying and automatically assume. I could practically hear her thoughts myself as I handed her my money. Put it like this. They weren't nice.

She dropped my measly change about a foot from my hand, as if she was afraid to touch me. I swept it up with a growl as I tried not to faint with dizziness before I swept out of the shop, giving her the death glare as I went.

I walked straight into the building next door without looking up. I tried not to gag as the filthy stench of the public toilets hit me. I quickly walked over to the one cubicle without water (and probably other stuff that wasn't water) all over the floor, and slammed the door shut behind me, locking it.

I took my first purchase out of my pocket and read the instructions with difficulty, still trying to keep conscious. Without even thinking, I quickly followed them, before repeating quickly with the other object I'd bought.

I shoved them both into my pockets as I stalked out of the dingy building and into the car park. I hurried towards the back of the large lot, still zigzagging. I reached the corner, and did a quick U and A, leaping into the sky.

I beat my wings with as much force as I could muster, which was not a lot. I felt my wings straining and popping in an effort to keep me air. My vision flickered and faded. I checked the tiny watch on my wrist that Fang had given to me. My time was up. It was time to destroy or preserve my precious secret.

I pulled the two pregnancy tests out of my pocket and checked them. Two tiny red plus's glared up at me. I just had enough time to put them in my pocket before I finally lost consciousness and fell.

Okay guys, I don't think i'm gonna be able to update for a few days, so hold tight, i'll be back as soon as i can!