Chapter 7
Max's POV
Okay, the visit of the guys really freaked me and Fang out a little. Alright, fine, a lot.
So much, we were back to not talking at all. I was laying down in my bed, swarms of throw pillows and spare blankets surrounded my head and everywhere else. I had so many things I could be talking about, but instead it was always brought back to this.
I forced myself to be distracted, thinking of the newest crisis : We started school in a week.
A week.
The whole 'school information plan' was disabled, and no one would talk about it. Heck, no one would talk to me, besides Angel or Nudge when she had noting better to do. The only news I was allowed to hear was that we were taking a tour of both schools tomorrow.
TOMORROW!
Pulling the sheets up more, I turned to my side.
I no longer had the horrible fever that I almost died from. I would not believe what they told me about what I had endured.
I could not die from a freaking fever. I was just unresponsive, that's all.
Keep telling yourself that. Dinner in ten, Angel bringing your food in fifteen.
I exited out of my 'thinking mode' and returned my glaze to the window, completely ignoring Jeb's notice.
I knew what he meant of course.
He wanted me to pull myself together and change into proper 'Max' clothes so Ange wouldn't worry. I wasn't budging.
There was a knock on the door and Angel came in.
"Big news," she said, grinning. "Come outside, it's amazing!"
She pulled my out of bed and led me down the stairs. Taking me out into the yard, she pointed to something that I couldn't believe was there.
I gasped.
It couldn't be.
Short chapter.
Review, I know I said I would make it long but I have to go.
I'll post a new one n like two to three hours, don't worry.
-Mare
