Not much to say except the for the Fax is in this chapter. Enjoy!
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"What do you mean by everything?" I asked, even though I knew clearly what he meant.
"You know what I mean. Are you forgetting that I can read you like a book.? I know you better that I know myself!" he grunted through his teeth.
I walked over and sat down back on my bed. Fang followed. He looked so. . . Mad for someone who has never shown emotion.
"You know what Fang? Maybe you don't need to know everything. First off, It's none of your business. So why are you asking? I mean, we're freaking fourteen and starting to go our separate ways! Yeah, when we were three, we could tell our share of secrets. And we would be fine with that, whether they were personal or not. But guess what Fang? Where not three anymore! We're fourteen, puberty stricken and we want to keep things to ourselves. Well, maybe not you, but I do. I want to keep my life to myself, except for the very few details I put in the blog. But that's as much as I want everyone, including you, to know. So why don't you just keep your freaking nose out of my freaking life!!"
I flew out of my window, sad but enraged at the same time. I was going to fly, the only thing that ever cleared my mind. I don't know to where. I don't know to who, but I was just going to fly.
I found a patch of woods with a cave near by, so I decided to crash here tonight. Hopefully no one would find me, because I didn't want them too. I don't thing Fang followed, which is a good thing. Tomorrow, I was going to map out my quest to somewhere across the country, far away from him.
Using my warp speed, I was out of Virginia in about seven minutes. Now I was. . . Somewhere, but not in Virginia. Where has my sense of direction gone?
I will keep flying like this with minimum stops until I get to Arizona. That's right, folks. I am going to Dr. Martinez's house. Home-made chocolate-chip cookies, here I come. The thought of it just made me hungry. And I thought I said 'minimum' stops! Well, there's 'Maximum' Ride for you.
I stopped at a nearby fast food restaurant and got three hamburgers with two orders of fries. That lasted me about a few hours, and I was in the mid-west. Kansas, I think. But I decided not to get anything yet. I mean, I was halfway there. I could wait.
When I said "I could wait," yeah right. I waited about an. . . Hour? But I couldn't wait anymore. So I stopped and got a small snack. A small snack meaning a whole box of Lance Peanut Butter Crackers. What can I say? We needed a freaking minimum of 3,000 calories a day.
It was almost nightfall when I decided to stop for the night. I was on the western borderline of Texas, so all I had to do was fly west. If I got up early in the morning and fly warp speed until I'm there, I'd be there at around lunch time. But right now, I needed to sleep.
"Nick, where's Max?" He was tired of explaining this to every single member of the Flock.
"She went flying. She said she'll be back in a few days." This, of course, was a lie. But no one knew Max better than Fang. And he knew that when she goes flying like that, she's gone for at least a few days.
"Okay. I just hope she's not in any sort of trouble." Anne was a little more paranoid than usual. She burnt the dessert cake and put more that enough sugar in the lemonade. How could he tell? Angel and Gazzy were bouncing off the walls after the first sip.
Fang walked back into his room and turned on his laptop. He was going to put up his post for the week and he knew what it would be. He typed - "Relationship problems. Does anyone have any advise?" He submitted it and minutes later, it came pouring down with replies.
'Who's it for? Max?'
'I think you should totally tell Max how you feel. P.S. Lissa stinks.'
And so on and so forth. But none of them were helpful, so he got on his bed and thought really hard.
So why don't you just keep your freaking nose out of my freaking life!!
Those words kept playing over and over in his head. Why didn't he just keep his freaking nose out of her freaking life? Why?
Because he loved her. She loved him back.
And that was a good enough excuse.
I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't go back to sleep. What couldn't be a better time that to get a head start on the flight? I gathered my pack and was off west.
As I was flying, I remembered Fang. I remembered the way he stared at me as I was giving my 'sharing secrets' speech. Fang looked so mad. I was glad he was mad. If he wasn't, then I couldn't argue very well. My stomach started to growl.
"Shut up," I told it and looked for a discreet place to land.
Max, as you fly, you are running away from your true feelings.
Hello Voice.
No I'm not. I'm going to get something to eat right now.
Maximum, that's not what I mean and you know it. You're running away from your emotions. That's not a wise thing to do.
Shut up, Voice. I've had enough of those stupid life lessons from Jeb. I don't need to learn anymore form you.
You've apparently not learned enough.
I've learned all that I need to know.
It was around 10:30 and I was almost to my destination. I guess I woke up earlier than I expected. About thirty minutes later, I was a few familiar trees and an utterly familiar roof.
Hmm. . . Wonder if that could be Ella's, I thought jokingly.
I landed in a patch of trees and walked up to her door. I rang the doorbell and heard footsteps draw near. It opened.
"Max!!" It was Ella. "I've missed you so much! Let me go get my mom." She hugged me and ran off to get Dr. Martinez.
"Max!! It's so good to see you! Come inside." TO my surprise, Dr. Martinez had just taken a fresh batch on chocolate chip cookies out of the oven. She let Ella and I have one while they were still really hot. And let me tell you, they were the best that way.
"Actually, Dr. Martinez, I was wondering if I could stay here for a few days."
"Of course! You can stay as long as you need to!" she said before taking another bite of her cookie.
"Yes!" cried Ella. "We can say up all night and watch scary movies, then we can put make-up on each other and-" she stopped, noticing that she was babbling. She almost sounded like Nudge.
Scary Movie.
That word put many visions inside my head.
The school, the other school, and the night of the tornado. It bought back the memory of the argument.
"Are you okay Max?" Ella was waving her had in my face.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry."
"That's okay. We can get you some nice, clean clothes to wear and later, we might go out for a late lunch."
"Sounds great," I said.
You're running away from your emotions.
Fang wondered where Max had gone. He was sure she had gone a great distance, so it couldn't be Sam's. It was probably that Dr. Martinez that he heard her talking about.
"F - I mean, Nick. Lunch is ready."
"I'll be down there in a minute."
Fnick.
That's what Max called him accidentally when we first met Anne. Now it was just, Nick. The Flock has been at Anne's for almost a year now, and he could tell that Max was getting sick of it. They've been on the run for almost all of their lives, so they couldn't stay in one place for a long time. But, if it was their own home, not someone else's, then maybe they could try. (Like their house in Colorado)
Now Fang regretted ever saying that the eggs needed pepper.
We were at some place in the food court at the mall. I would never have thought that I'd be at the mall twice in a course of one week. We were getting me a new outfit. The one that I was wearing was ripped and torn. Thankfully, Dr. Martinez had a hoodie that I could borrow. She had gotten be a new pair of jeans and two new shirts. That's all I would need, because I'm not staying that much longer.
"Thanks for the clothes and food, Dr. Martinez,"
"Why, you're not leaving now are you?"
"No, not right now. . ."
"Okay," she said and then took a bite of her salad.
We were back home and tired when my 'you-need-to-get-back-to-the-flock' feeling came to me. I wasn't going to leave now, I was going to say another day at least.
"So, want to watch a scary movie?" Ella asked.
"Sure. . ." I said and she put the DVD into the player.
And get this.
It was the same movie we watched at Anne's. Was this the universal feature length film for scary movie? It sure seemed like it.
We were just at the titles and Ella started screaming her head off. I looked at her.
"What? The titles are moving! Isn't that scary?" she asked and I just turned away. Was I supposed to be scared? Because I wasn't.
I had been here for two days, and I really needed to leave. We were standing at the door, saying our goodbyes before I took off.
"You'll come back soon, right?" Ella asked, all teary eyed.
"I have a feeling I will." This was a wasn't a lie. (A/N: I'm sure you've read the third book. . .)
"Alright then, we expect to see you soon." I gave Dr. Martinez and Ella a hug and took off. I wasn't gonna stop for nothing, so It'd be a one and a half day flight if I kept at warp speed.
I got to the edge of Virginia at about 1:00 in the morning, so that means I would be at Anne's in seven minutes.
Finally, I was there and got in through my window. Fang was sitting on my bed, as if he'd been waiting for me. There was no doubt he was.
"So, where'd you go?" he asked and I decided to go hard on him.
"Do you remember the speech I gave you?" I know this was really mean and I could've told him where I went, but I just felt like arguing.
"Yes, I remember the speech. But can you at least tell me where you went? What you did?"
I sat on my bed. "I'm not telling you anything."
"Alright, Max. Since I gave you a chance to say your mind, I'm going to say what I want to say."
"Knock yourself out." I rested my head on my pillow, pretending to be bored. That made him mad.
"Listen to me, Max." I looked at him, almost to the verge of crying.
"Max, don't cry. Now you said something about nothing being my business. I know it's not, but I feel like I need to know. I do need to know. If I'm not mistaken, then I'm the only one in the flock you tell anything to. I'm sure you want to keep your life secret, but here's the truth Max. If you keep it bottled up inside for too long, bad things can happen and you can become an emotional wreck. And being a human-avian hybrid makes it no better. We don't even know our own parents. I realize that you want to be strong for the flock, and let me tell you. You're doing a great job. But here's your chance to just cry it out."
When he said cry it out, boy did I cry.
Fang held me close while I cried. I was still so mad at him, but I'd bring it up later. He was right. I just needed to cry it out.
"Tell me how it's different with you. I mean, you're 'No Emotion' Fang!"
"It's just different. That's the way I am." I sat back up.
"Oh yeah, well maybe that's how I want to be too. To show no emotion. So I'm not going to cry it out anymore. You can't tell me to do anything." I don't know why I was acting like a child. I think Fang was right about keeping it all bottled up.
"I'll just get to the point then," he said, looking very mad. "Max, remember that late night talk that we had a few days ago? Did it seem suspicious in any way?"
"No, because I know you were talking about the red-haired wonder. I was just asking questions so you would admit it."
Fang now had his hands in the air as a result of frustration. "Max, don't you get it? You had your cell phone off the day I tried to call that girl that I was talking about! I kept trying to talk to you, but you just keep cutting me off. I wanted to tell you the truth!" I turned around to face him, breathing hard. I was dumbfounded, so I didn't say anything. I just wanted to cry again.
"Ugh! You don't get it?" I did, but I just wanted him to tell me. "That girl that I was talking about was you! Duh! 'I met her at school.' I met you at the school. 'I met her some time ago.' I met you a long time ago! I can't believe you don't get it!" He was yelling and then I started crying. He wrapped his arms around me. "Max don't cry. Do you get it now? I love you."
I sobbed even harder, confused but happy at the same time.
"Max, I said don't cry. . ." I looked up at him.
"I'm not crying about that."
"Then what are you crying about?"
"It's just, how am I going to tell Sam?"
How was this chapter? Was there enough Fax? I think this will be the last chapter, ( I'm not sure yet. . .) but I've got a surprise. At least. . . I think it's a surprise. I have no idea how you will put it.
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