HA! The lines are back:happy Dance:
Mk, so the bestest news ever! I can still march! I was afraid I was going to fail one of my classes but I didn't:D Oh yeah, funny news too, I had to kick off my shoe on the marching field before I make a mad dash for like 16 counts from the back sideline to about 8 steps from the front at a tempo of 168. It was funny and mad, cuz I forgot to bend down before the 3 to 5 mad dashing. More funny news! My sister ran into a door today... at the mall... and she's older than me.
Oh! Another funny thing, today was kidnap your little sister/brother for band and I remembered last year about this guy named Sam. He had two big siblings who adopted them. So they borrowed the cymbals from the percussion and they played the star spangled bannner, (they're clarinets, one was playing the other was crashing) and Sam fell out of bed, and then you get told that they found out Sam slept in the nude. EWWW! XD Wow, I just realized how many Sam's there are in the clarinet section, let's see, my sis Sam, Sam the section leader, Sam the one I was just talking about and Sam the other clarinet player O.o too many Sams in the same section.
Idiotic Note: There's a game called slaps, maybe you've heard of it, maybe you haven't. Painful stuff. So me and my friend Cale (guy, the only one in the flute section) played around. He played 5 consecutive games in a row and I played 3. Now my right hand and wrist (Cale can't aim) are all bruised and bleh. I broke a blood vessel, I saw that this morning. We got in trouble with the mom chaperone, she thought Cale was hurting me and the other people he played but in truth we were hurting him. XD This is what you call major boredom on a bus ride home from a football game.
To my Goth Faerie:
How's your life? I mean it's like I know nothing about you. I mean I've told you a ton of things about me. But I'm getting off subject, I need help thinking about whether or not I should cancel the story Half Mask, cuz I'm just not feeling it. That and what do you think about falling? Random, yes, but that's me at the moment. Oh! And what do you think of silver and black wings, that and silver and white wings?
Lyrics for the chapter: (has like nothing to do with the chapter, just like a smigim)
I've been thinking
Of everything I used to want to be
I've been thinking
Of everything of me of you and me
This is the story of my life
(These are the lies I have created)
This is the story of my life
(These are the lies I have created)
I'm in the middle of nothing
And that's where I want to be
Well, at the bottom of everything
I finally start to believe
This is the story of my life
(These are the lies I have created)
This is the story of my life
(These are the lies I have created)
I've created!
And I swear to God I'll have found
myself in the end
And I swear to God I'll have found
myself in the end
And I swear to God I'll have found
myself in the end
And I swear to God I'll have found
myself in the end
In the end
And I swear to God I'll have found
myself in the end
In the end
In the end
In the end
This is the story of my life
(These are the lies I have created)
This is the story of my life
(These are the lies I have created)
This is the story of my life
(These are the lies I have created)
(Interlude)
The Story
When I woke up, Max II was reading this book to the Erasers and laughing at it. "And guess what he did?" Max asked the Erasers, grinning from ear to ear, "He was stupid enough like that idiotic Max Ride and flew up to the sun anyway. I mean if he wanted to die I could've killed him, make it much easier." The Erasers howled in laughter.
I sat up, trying to figure out the book she was reading. I noticed it was a book that had been in one of my pockets, Greek Mythology. I remained silent, thinking of Max, when we read the story together. We had talked about it; it was really the only thing that brought us together.
I blinked as Max II flipped to another page, smirking as she read it. "Listen to this: Everything was made from nothing, and from nothing it shall return." That was Norse mythology. "Like hell I was made from nothing, I'm made from stupid chemicals and DNA from those stupid scientists!"
But you were made from nothing. Max and I had talked about this too. How the chemicals, to the last cell, the last nucleus, were all made from nothing. And when we died we would turn back to that nothingness.
"I can't believe you read this crap Fang!" Max II laughed, waving the book in front of my face after she turned to look at me. "This Icarus dude is such an idiot!" She tossed the book towards me.
He isn't an idiot.
His story is our story, Max and mine. How many times have we fallen and caught each other in the end? I've lost count. I remember Jeb's words, how our wings weren't made from wax, I agree with Max, it was nothing but a lie.
When you realize with one choice everything can break, everything can melt, back into the nothingness it came from. Just like I was doing now.
I choose to fly so close; I can slowly feel my feathers coming free from their waxed hold. Now I'm melting the relationship I had with the flock, with Max, into the nothingness I had until we had been set free. I was going back to the nothingness of the School; I'm the idiot, not Icarus.
"You're thinking about that stupid Maximum Ride aren't you Fang?" Max II questioned, anger evident on her face. "What makes you think she's better than me? Why do you love her, when you could love me? I'm just as good, even better."
You're arrogant. More arrogant than Max is. You don't understand Icarus, there's not even a possibility of me ever consider you close to Max.
"What makes her better Fang?" Max II's voice was threatening low. I didn't budge. She grabbed my collar and shook me roughly. "WHAT MAKES HER BETTER THAN ME? WHAT MAKES HER SO SPECIAL THAT WE'RE ALL BEING TREATED LIKE SLAVES JUST TO FIND HER? TELL ME FANG! YOU WANT YOUR FREEDOM FROM THAT PAIN? THEN ANSWER ME! GODDAMNIT! ANSWER ME!" She was yelling in my face.
"You think I like running?" I replied quietly and coldly. "For the past three years I've been running. Running because you wouldn't leave my flock alone, running with going without food for days, running and living in cramped and crapped up places, and you're complaining?" I gave Max II a blank stare. She shoved me to the ground, scowling.
"I should have been that lion in the story, I would have killed your lover." Max II spat at my feet. "Get to work you lazy bums! We need to capture Maximum's stupid flock!" She addressed to the Erasers.
Pyramus and Thisbe.
A story of star-crossed lovers, close to Romeo and Juliet. I remember this story; Max wouldn't let it go. She got so mad and then she got depressed, well sort of, as much as leader Max can get.
What those two did was stupid in the end, and what made it worse, is what the gods did in their memory.
The two weren't allowed to marry, there were things standing in their way. So they went to elope but they never got that far. Thisbe was the first to reach the mulberry tree, their secret meeting place, when the mulberries were still white. But a lioness came along, frightening Thisbe, making her drop her cloak as she ran away. When Pyramus came, he saw Thisbe's tattered cloak, thinking she had been killed. He didn't want to live without her, so he pulled out his sword and put it through himself.
A love blinded fool. To die only because your loved one died.
Thisbe came back only to find that the mulberries weren't white, they were red, stained with blood. She called Pyramus brave, as he was drawing his last, saying that it was brave of him to die and in turn she would do the same. She took his sword and stabbed herself through her heart.
The God's wept for the lovers and made mulberries red in their honor, so no one would forget the story of their love.
Max was mad at the God's for the longest time after that. It was a disgrace, she had said, to be reminded constantly of what to stupid people did because they were blinded by love. And she thought it was too kind of the God's to give gifts to those who are that blinded. But days later she sat next to me, a sad frown on her face; her eyes seemingly lost in thought. 'Would you cry if I died? You know, like someone shooting me or stabbing me with a knife.'
No, I had replied. She almost looked taken aback. I would die like Pyramus. And then she only smiled sadly and asked me, 'Why?'
I truth, I'll never be able to answer her question to why I would. I just know I can't live without her. It's hard living without her now. I mean it's one thing to have a clone beside you but a clone's always different from the real one.
"That'll be our stories." Max beamed cheerfully at me. "Icarus and that story, Pyramus and Thisbe."
"No one in the flock will understand Pyramus and Thisbe." I replied.
"Then Icarus." Max nodded. "Icarus will be our story, to tell us never to go too far. This is our story Fang."
It's still our story Max.
It's the story.
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So for the item we all know that was sorely missed...
CHALLENGE TIME!
What was the point of this chapter? Here are some answers or you can answer in your own words.
A) No point, it's an interlude remember?
B) connecting Greek Mythology to Maximum Ride
C)Making you brush up on your Mythology
D) To think between the lines of a story.
E) Your answer here.
I tried to think of as many answers as possible. But after all, this is all in your opinion.
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Chapter 4:
The Fantasy
"Iggy? Is Max gonna be ok?" Angel questioned as her wings flapped close to Iggy's.
"I don't know," Iggy began, shaking his head, hearing Max's flaps almost two miles ahead, "I don't know even if I'll be ok. She needs to let Fang go, he can't always be by her side."
Adeiu
Nightwing
