Angel's POV
"There you go, Mr. Whiskers. Don't drink your tea too fast or your tummy will get all achy."
"Angel!"
My ears perked up to the call of my name. I pondered on the thought as to why mom would be calling me. She said she was going to do the groceries. Then again it's raining pretty bad.
I excused myself rather quickly, running towards mom. My hair kept bouncing up and down as I ran towards the kitchen. I almost slipped on a step from scurrying down the stairs too fast.
In a flash, l was in front of mom. She looked so pretty, today. With her chocolate black hair tied up in a bun and lean build coated in a casual dress, she looked like a diamond amongst stones. She stood out just like us, her children.
I saw a flash of panic and a hint of furry in her eyes, I just knew then that something horrific had happened. I always knew what was going on in peoples' minds, whether they liked it or not.
Quickly, I almost snapped my neck trying to hear what she was telling me.
"Your brother had an accident."
And for once, I didn't know what was going on in everyone's' minds, not even my own.
Nudge's POV
I looked out the window. The rain was so furious at the world, it was as though it was pelting rocks at my window trying to make even myself dreary like this day.
I brushed my hair for the 98th time, following the guide for new hairstyles. I reached across to grab my hair spray, but I was interrupted by a scream of "Kids!"
I heard footsteps from all around the house. Once again, I heard the call of "Kids!" I heard how. Urgent the call was and I nearly broke the door off its hinges. My blue sock colored feet ran down the mahogany stair way. With a flick of my hair, my eyes say Iggy, Ella and the rest of the gang surrounded the granite island table of the kitchen.
Mom's head turned towards me, hearing the pattering of my feet entering the kitchen. I saw tears in her eyes as she said one sentence to everyone.
The only words that my ears picked up were 'Max' and 'accident'.
But, it was only those two words that made my heart stop beating.
Miranda's POV
I walked inside the house looking for my notebook. It was cold and I rubbed my hands over my arms to give my body at least some sort of warmth. I dug through my book-bag looking for the missing fiend.
Over the spanned amount of time I still couldn't find the missing culprit. I looked around the kitchen, the steel refrigerator mirrored my image of reflection that the mask that I called my face was wearing. I pulled my shorts up and combed my hair with my pale fingers.
I looked myself in the eye, 'What does she have? He notices her and me, but compared to her I'm nothing.'
I bit my lip and stared at myself for how many moments I'm not sure.
'She's pretty, healthy, sociable. Everyone loves her even if they don't admit it.'
'And you're nothing, just a mere child that tries to pass herself off as something more,' a voice said.
I shook my head, I wasn't going to go down this path again. I repeated this to myself over and over again. Yet, it knew and I knew that I was lying. I was lying to myself, but I was trying to convince myself the opposite of what was true.
The sound of a music box blared through the empty house. It was playing such a soft song that would make the coldest man sob tears of a fountain.
I walked towards the song. My hand dragging against the pastel painted walls of every room I walked through. The white cloth on my feet muffled the sound of footsteps and the music made it seem as though there was nothing else in this lonely house.
I looked at my phone vibrating against the glass table I had happened upon. I stared at it just forgetting what I was even doing, but that was shattered and I flipped the phone open.
"Miranda," Gazzy's voice asked in the other line.
"Yeah," I questioned, "is there something wrong Gaz?"
The phone was wedged between my ear and my shoulder as I finally found my note book.
"Max was in a car accident"
" Wha-"
"I think it's best if you-"
"Don't come you'll just annoy her ," Ella said in a snarky tone of voice.
I bit my lip and paused to think for a few seconds. The rain was throwing itself against the French doors and the silence made me on edge. I shuffled my dock covered feet against the floor and I tore the phone from my ear in irritation.
"Max is always bending backwards and right now she doesn't need someone who causes trouble. You're worthless and you're certainly not welcomed anywhere near her."
Before, I could reply she hung up. Furious for once, I threw my phone against the pastel colored wall. Thunder crackled and the room lit up light a candle in the dark. Shadows danced before the party was over and I sunk to the ground like Jack retiring to his box.
My arms snaked around my legs as I thought quietly hugging myself so very tightly.
'Why is she always like that? Why does she hate me so much? I never did anything to her and she doesn't act like this to anyone or my family. I know not everyone can like a person, but she barely even knows anything about me to hate me.'
My mind was cluttered far too much and I tried my best to clean up my mess. Different thugs flew around and I should my head like it all would get out of my mind.
My hands shook while I cried silently. I cried for Max, because in a way Ella was right. Max bends around like a twizzler while I barely kneel to the ground for her. She's not always there, but she tries. She doesn't solve my problems and she doesn't listen, but she's there and we both know that's all I really need. She knows that I won't speak out, but she comforts me. Someone always there is all I ever need or could wish for.
And now that she's injured I'm sitting here like I'm stuck to fly paper. I can't get there when she really needs me.
'But you can try,' a voice whispered inside my head.
Ands that's what I did. I tried.
Tada! I introduced Angel and Nudge into the story. Later on in the story there will be an explanation why Ella is so mean to Miranda. With the accident, I wanted Max to well 'know' Fang a bit before they properly 'meet'. Sort of like a kid in your class that you know, but don't really 'know' until you become friends with the kid later on down the road. Bah, enough with that. Read n review, Idk.
