I'm tired of school. So terribly sorry for the late chapter. I've had a LOT going on and I started school August 24th.
I do not own Maximum Ride.
Rockstar 4
After the concert the girls and I watched the crowd dissipate for awhile. Watching all the younger girls leave then some sluts who had 'better' things to do. Then once it was less crowded we went backstage.
Flashing the guards our passes we breezed by. There were a few fan girls in line for an autograph. By a few I mean at least a thousand. It was crazy, and this is just Virginia. Most people are very strongly opinionated.
We were sort of walking around casually when a boy with strawberry blonde hair emerged from a security trailer. He was holding some wires and… a potato? He had pale blue eyes. He was cute but crazed pyro is NOT my type. I tried that once, but it was like fifth grade. It didn't count. Oh wait, there's a clock and it was counting down. Snazzy pants, just what I need.
"What the hedge clippers! That's a time bomb! What are you doing?" I flipped out. What if this guy was a terrorist, and here I am reminiscing fifth grade. I instantly felt a qualm. Oh god we're going to die.
"Oh this? Oh no no no no no no no no, you see this," he gestured towards the bomb with his free hand." Is harmless. It won't blow up for another hour. Besides, it's a simple bomb. I'm taking it back to my brother(A/N: Not biological, my dearest readers.). He's my partner-in-crime Gazzy. I'm Iggy." Iggy said. He never looked at us. Why on earth did he look so familiar?
'Max, umm he's thinking why you sound so familiar. He's blind.'
"Oh my my my. I'm Max."
"I'm Ella."
"I'm Nudge, the third oldest." Mini-rant avoided. Mission: Keep Nudge talking normally.
"And I'm Angel."
"Okay cool. So, uhh what are you doing backstage?" Iggy asked somewhat tentatively.
"Oh we have passes and were exploring backstage while the line to meet the superstar dies down." I explained.
"Oh cool. Hey! I know! You guys should meet Gazzy! Come on!"He said grabbing mine, and Ella's hands. He started dragging all four of us back across the lot.
Know I know what you're thinking. Why am I letting him drag us all around this trailer-filled lot? Simply because he's so familiar, I feel I can trust him. Trust is sacred to me. It takes forever to build and it can take seconds to shatter. So when I say this it's honorary. He should be placed on a gold thrown.
"This is a huge lot. It's friggin' GIANT! Wouldn't it be awesome if your closet was this big Ella? Well our closet, but you know what I mean! Besides that, I left out myself so don't get offended. –BUT!- We would totally have room for all our stuff. One trailer-slash- room for dresses, shoes, warm color shirts, cool color shirts, shorts, pants ooh and accessories!" The Nudge channel. All Nudge All the time.
Good god, that girl can talk. It runs in the family too! Ella is chatty, but not as much as Nudge. Angel can sing really well, and hold notes for forever. Not literally if you have a pea sized brain though. I can yell really loud and long, which is why I enjoy coaching swimteam, I swim in meets. The girls do to. We have some great kids on our team.
Anyywayyyyyss that was way off topic. I apologize. So when we had finally (it seriously took like 5 minutes to get there.) come to the trailer, I saw another little boy and I got a feel of déjà vù.
He was adorable. He had the brightest blue eyes and wavy-ish, short blonde hair. He looked a lot like Angel, but older by maybe two or three years.
"uhh, Iggy why are there four girls here? And where's that bomb I asked for?"
"Oh this is Max, Ella, Nudge, and Angel and I have to put this bomb inside, can you come with me?" He pointed at us then he asked Gazzy to go with him.
"Okay!"He said rushing inside.
Part 1. Gazzy and Iggy (Happens at the same time as part two.)
'"Iggy! Why did you bring them here?"
"Shh, don't be so loud. They'll here you," Iggy began his explanation. "They sounded familiar and I had this instant feeling, like…, like I trust them… Is that weird?"
"No, and yesterday I saw a purple cow with 85 legs and 17 heads." If only I coulda seen it Iggy thought. Stupid school. I hate those whitecoats. He wqas sarcastic at the beginning. Bitter at the end.
"Okay whatever Gazzy."
Part 2.
"ZOMG! Angel he is so cute. He looks just like you!" Nudge started, I could hear the boys fighting in the other room. The kids at the school used to fight like that. Against the whitecoats, when they wanted to do a test on them. "And they remind me soo much of th-"
"That's it!" Angels eyes lit up. "They're the kids from the school. One of them, Iggy thought of why he's blind, combined with all of your thoughts! It's them Max it really is!"
Angel could've been a psychopath at this point, but we all were slightly crazy and she was always this way whenever she got over excited.
"I heard that!" She threw over her shoulder, running off towards the trailer. It wasn't even ten feet away from her. Wow.
" My brother! Gazzy! Open up!"
"What? Angel, was it? I'm not your brother. I lost my sister long ago…" He said trailing off at the end.
"It Is you! Oh my God!" They hugged, it was such a sweet reunion.
"Iggy! It's us from the school, except for Ella, she's my half sister, but she fits right in!" wait a minute… where is the other boy? It couldn't be that Masterson (I forgot his name. I'm terrible. Just… forgive me.) was him. Could it?
"Hey Iggy, where's the other boy?"
"Fang? Oh, he's signing cds." He said a huge grin plastered on his face.
"What? How did the erasers not find you all? We've been on the run with my mom! State to state, house to house and you are over here on tv? And oh, what's worse? Is that you left HIM ALONE! Do you want him to get killed?"
"Chill Max!"
"No. I love you guys, and I always thought of you, when we got out of the school I looked for you all. I thought you looked familiar ,but no, being superstars … That was too obvious! Everybody can see you! And don't say we have tight security, because erasers are stronger than humans by like three hundred percent!If not more. You all could've been killed!" I was angry, upset, confused I felt so stupid. I ran off towards the costume trailer. I put on a security outfit and ran towards the cd signing.
"The boss said your shift was over. You guys can go, and my back-up will be here shortly. Just had to have a restroom break." I said nodding at them.
Once they were out of sight I closed down the line.
"No more cd signing. Good bye. Hope you enjoyed the show. Buh-bye now."
I went to the line it was actually short. I walked to the front taking pictures, speeding along this long and tedious process. I had taken some interest in photography, so I took good pictures. Finally the line was getting to be miniscule. I had noticed that Fang barely talked to anyone. I wonder why.
The last girls were so annoying. I had to ask them to leave, while they looked at me with the 'why are you talking to me?' expression. I just rolled my eyes and pushed them along.
"Good evening sir. I have been assigned to escort you to your trailer. And to explain your current situation," my voice changed from polite guard to teenage girl getting scarily serious to a bird boy that doesn't know the girl has wings and knows he has wings from a place called the school where they lived for the first few years of their lives. His face immediately tensed, only I would notice, even after all these years.
"It's me Max, and I am really pissed off at you."
"I must be dreaming." He mumbled. He started singing, what I assumed to be a new song, or one he'd wanted to keep personal. It went a little something like: (here without you by three doors down)
A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
And all the miles that separate
Disappeared and I'm still dreamin' of your face
"Fang look at me." I grabbed his wrists. We were at a standstill now. He ever so slowly turned to face me.
"What?"
"Fang, it's really me! Nudge and Angel are at your trailer with Iggy and Gazzy. Please believe me. I've missed you all so so so much!"
I was hugging him now just clinging to him. I wouldn't cry. I couldn't.
"Okay Max. I believe you."
I looked up at him.
"No you don't. How could you not know it's me. I don't understand it. I was in a dog crate next to you for like 8 fricking years. Subject number 6 and you were number 7? This is great. Just great." Frick. How could he not believe me? It is me after all.
Okay. This update won't take as long. Within the week, kay? So so sorry for the wait.
Ace:)