Hey guys, so we're really slipping on the review front, let's try get to 25 today. Only 4 more to go okay. So I asked you guys whether or not you wanted to read Nudge and Iggy's date but only one of you actually answered that question. So thanks to the guest that reviewed to that.
So on a totally unrelated topic, I have a confession: I am possibly, the clumsiest, ditsiest person that ever lived. I was sitting on my couch today being totally lazy and procrastinating on my English paper, when I literally just fell off. There was nothing to actually make me fall, nothing. I just fell. Like, one second I'm sitting, the next I'm lying face down on my living room floor. And that's not even the worst part. Apparently, I'm special enough to fall on carpet and actually cut my hand on a tiny shard of glass that was hidden in said carpet. The same piece of glass stabbed my hand three times. You have all been warned. I think I should just be kept in quarantine for my own safety. And others… I'm not gonna lie, it does worry me knowing that I may one day have children and they may end up like me.
Anyway, now that I've bored you all with my rambling, I hope you enjoy this chapter. The fax, which I know you all want, will take a little while to actually happen, but bear with me. I promise there shall be fax. Eventually.
Max P.O.V
"It was amazing! Oh Max he was so cute! He looked so good in those jeans though. Oooh and that shirt! Oh Max he's perfect! He was the perfect gentleman, he took me out to dinner after to this really sweet Italian restaurant and he paid for me too. That's sweet right? Oh he's so perfect!" Nudge exclaimed dramatically as she spun around in my bedroom at 8 O' clock on Sunday morning. Remind me why I'm awake this early again? She was wearing a black skirt that moved with her as she spun around excitedly, grinning wildly and clapping her hands. I wasn't even sure how she'd gotten in this morning. It was mum's day off so I assumed she would be sleeping in like usual.
"Shhh. You'll wake Mum and Ari. So I'm guessing you had a good time then?" I murmured, getting up out of my bed and dragging my feet outside past Nudge to the stairs. It took me every effort to keep my eyes open so as not to fall down the narrow steps. This has actually happened to me once, no lie. I was so tired, I closed my eyes for one second and slipped on the edge of the top stair. I literally went tumbling down and landed on my face in the hallway. The floor in that hallway was cold, hard tiles. No carpet or anything. Imagine my pain.
Nudge followed me into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. Mum was already awake and standing by the cooker, frying pan in hand as she skilfully flipped a pancake. She smiled at Nudge and I and placed a plate down in front of Nudge, who had taken a seat at our kitchen table.
"You know where the toppings are. There's more syrup in the cupboard since Max finished it up in her latest cooking experiment." Nudge made a face then grinned at my mum.
"Thanks Val!" Mum waved her hand in dismissal and handed me a plate with a pancake, drizzled in syrup and chocolate chips. So we have discovered, I like my sugar.
"Max, go and get your brother." She ordered as I sat down in my seat next to Nudge, taking a bite of delicious pancake goodness.
I glanced at my pancake and then at the stairs, in plain view through the open kitchen door. "But… but…"
Mum scowled at me. "Now. Your stomach can wait."
I groaned as I stood up and sloped upstairs into Ari's bedroom. The walls were painted a greeny colour and he had lots of posters of transformers pinned up. He was sprawled across his bed, one arm clinging onto his pillow, the other dangling over the edge of the bed. The duvet was bunched up at his shoulders, just touching the fair strands of his hair that rested on his neck. I smirked and gripped the Batman duvet gently, so as not to disturb him.
"Wake up!" I yelled as I yanked the duvet down and let it fall to the floor. Ari shot up and wrapped his arms around his knees, shivering at the sudden cold blast of air.
"Max!" He groaned. "What was that for?" He was really shivering now so I sat down next to him and rubbed his arms up and down. There was something about this kid that made it impossible to be horrible to him. Every time I tried, he always made me feel guilty.
"Mum wanted you to wake up. There's pancakes downstairs." As soon as the word pancakes had passed my lips, my little brother was up like a shot, running down the stairs in his pyjamas. I smiled and ran down the stairs too, feeling more awake now. What can I say? A little morning evilness just gets my spirits up…
"Ah, ah, ah. One at a time." Mum said as Ari and I reached for the pancakes. I had picked up at least three to put on my plate. I slowly put them back, but one, and grinned sheepishly at mum. She was not somebody you wanted to mess with.
"So Nudge, Max told me you had a date last night." Mum stated, sipping a mug of coffee. Yep, our family really loves our coffee.
Nudge nodded and carried on eating her breakfast. Why she had to come here just to eat I'll never know. We just had that kind of friendship. It was kind of comforting to know that we could just walk into the other's home like we owned the place. It made me feel as though there was at least one other place, besides home, where I belonged.
"Well… go on. How was it? What did you get up to? Did you kiss? Well, tell me!" So we've established that my mum is just a teenage girl when it comes to dating and boyfriends. I think she treats Nudge like her second daughter just because she can talk to Nudge about this sort of thing. You can guarantee if she tried it with me, it would just end in tears, particularly her own when I told her the reason I didn't date or, in fact, care to date. I didn't exactly trust men given the past nine years of my life had been spent without a dad. It had been his choice to leave, and he didn't seem to regret it. I hadn't heard from the man since. And I didn't want to hear from him.
Nudge sighed wistfully and twirled a piece of pancake on her fork. "Perfect. We went to the movies to watch that new Hunger games movie that I've been dying to see. Oh and then he took me to Bella's, that really nice Italian restaurant. Afterwards, he walked me home and kissed me! He was perfect!" Nudge babbled and mum squealed in excitement for my best friend. I tuned them out, chewing on my third pancake.
Fang P.O.V
"See you after school sweetie." Anne said through the window of her car when she dropped me off at school on Monday morning. After the incident on Friday with my grades, we, which means Anne and Chris (my foster dad), had decided that I would be tutored in English. Anne was going to ask one of her friends to get one of their A* kids to help me. Joy.
I grunted and walked off towards the main entrance of school, Ella following quickly behind me tugging on her black school skirt. She blew a strand of hair out of her eyes and waved goodbye to me as she headed off to find some of her friends. Despite the fact that Ella read like all the time, and was the smartest kid I knew, she was really actually quite popular. She was the same age as me, 16, and was one of my three foster siblings. She and I were the oldest, then there was JJ, fourteen, and Gazzy, eight. I know that I said that when I left this place I wouldn't have anything to miss. But thinking about it now, I would miss my brother and sisters. Just not my god awful foster parents.
I walked over to my locker, putting in the combination and throwing my books in there, sparing my Math book. I winced as I collided full on with Iggy, who had been running down the hallway like a maniac, and pushed him away from me. "What the hell Ig?"
He helped me pick up the books I had dropped and smiled at me. "It was brilliant Fang. Perfect! Great! Fantastic! Perfect! Awesome! Perfect! Amazing! Perfect! – "
I held up my hand to stop his rant. "Yeah, I get it. It was perfect. Now… what was perfect?" Iggy glared at me and pulled off his coat.
"My date with Nudge. It was- "
"If you say it was perfect one more time, I will ram this book down your throat." I warned, threateningly calm. He scowled at me and I smirked. Great, now I was getting the silent treatment. "Come on dude, the silent treatment. What is this? Preschool?!"
He glared and walked ahead of me. "Fine. I'm not gonna be missing out by not hearing about your date." He turned his head to look at me slowly. His expression was one of concentration as he had the debate in his mind. Give up and talk to me, or keep all the details to himself. He chewed his lip and sighed.
"Fine. It was great though Fang. Really great. Perfect." I gave him a look and he clamped his mouth shut. "Sorry, but that's the only word I can think of to describe her. I really like her Fang." I smirked and clapped him on his back.
"Good for you." He grinned at me and ran off to his form room.
I sighed in relief as I finally got out of physics. Lunch time.
I was walking toward the cafeteria when two guys ambushed me. Dylan Harrison and Sam Cooper, the two most popular jocks of Itex high.
"Hey Walker, haven't seen you out on the pitch in a while." They were referring to my short lived high school fame, when I had been one of them. I had been on the schools' football team for about six months. But that was a long time ago, to me anyway, and I no longer considered them friends.
I shrugged and watched as Dylan leaned his head to the side, checking out some girl walking past us.
"So what have you been up to buddy?" Sam asked me and pulled out a bottle of Lucozade while he walked along side me.
I shrugged again. "Not much."
Dylan and Sam shared a look: Who does this kid think he is?
Despite me reluctance to converse with them, they powered through my stubborn demeanour and Dylan slung an arm over my shoulder. "So, we heard Iggy got a date… with that Monique girl…"
I shrugged again and moved Dylan's arm from my shoulder.
He wasn't disheartened and continued to talk. "About time you got yourself a girl too, right?"
Again, I shrugged. Sam glanced at Dylan and gave him a pointed look, motioning to a girl walking beside us, on the other side of the corridor. I checked out her waist length, wavy brown/blonde hair and confident walk. Her messenger bag was slung haphazardly over one shoulder and she kept tugging at her black school skirt, pulling it down so it didn't show too much skin, despite the fact that she was wearing knitted tights. I glanced downwards and remarked her black combat boots with a smirk. I recognised her instantly.
Maximum Ride.
Dylan nodded and checked her out as she picked up her pace, walking just ahead of us. Sam put his index finger and his thumb in his mouth and whistled.
Wolf whistled.
Max turned her head apprehensively and Sam pointed to me. She glared at me in disgust and stalked off, but not before she gave me the finger.
I glared daggers at Sam and Dylan. "What. The. Fuck. Was. That?"
And oh, the irony of what happened next.
They shrugged at me and smirked.
"I thought if we got her attention, you'd take it from there. Instead of standing there gawking at her mindlessly. We thought she'd like you. You got all that mysterious stuff going on. Chicks dig that." Sam remarked confidently.
I glared at them and stalked off into the cafeteria.
I groaned at the sight.
Nudge and Iggy were sitting at a table, talking animatedly. And guess who was sitting with them.
Maximum Ride.
The girl who thought I had just wolf whistled at her.
The girl who now thought I was a perv.
Fuck my life.
So, Max and Fang aren't exactly off to a great start. But have no fear, Fax will come.
Don't forget to review. Come on guys, just four more. We can do it.
I'll update sometime next week, hopefully Monday cause after that I'm back at school. D:
