Hey guys! I finally finished this chapter, which was going to be even longer, but I decided to make it into two. It isn't very well written, but there's a lot of information about Evelyn's past in this chapter. So have fun reading it, and REVIEW!!!
I do NOT own Max Ride, but I own Evelyn.
Evelyn's POV
It was about second period where I started to get nervous about actually going to their house after school. What if it was a trap? What had I been thinking last night? I had actually told them my secret and I hadn't even known them for a day! I must be going crazy from lack of sleep. I pondered this as I finished my math homework. For once my stupid math teacher didn't make fun of me, so I was left to my thoughts all period long. People hadn't shut up about the resemblance between me and Fang, though.
"I heard you have a twin," said Steve, some guy that sat in the next aisle to my right.
"You guys must be related," said A.J., who sat behind me. I looked at them both as they, and a few others, awaited my response.
"It's a possibility," I said, as I started to pack up my backpack. The rest of the day was similar, and any classes me and any of the flock had together, we just said as little as possible to each other. Max and Fang probably wanted to find out more about me, before they began to trust me. Just after the bell rang, I remembered I had forgot to tell Mrs. Donahue that I was going over to their house.
"I don't suppose either of you have cell phone with you?" I asked as we walked out the door.
"Seeing as how we usually don't want people to know where we are, no," Max answered as we made our way to Iggy's classroom. Fang went in to get him, while Max and I silently stood outside.
"Evelyn, right?" Iggy said after they finally emerged from the classroom. I raised my eyebrow at this.
"He's got great hearing," Fang said as we then walked towards the elementary/ middle school side of the school property. We stopped on the way there, just so I could leave a message at the orphanage to say where I was going to be. When we got to where Angel, Nudge, and Gazzy were standing, I couldn't help but think how cute Angel and Nudge were. And how tall they all were compared to everyone else. I mean I was kind of tall, but I still was an inch shorter than Max.
"You must be Evelyn! Hi!" Nudge said before I could think anything else. Both Gazzy and Angel said their hello's and waved. We started on the long walk to their house.
"So I know you don't talk to much, because that's what Max and Nick said, but I'll just talk to you anyway. I kinda like to talk, if you haven't noticed, and the others often get annoyed, but I'm not sure, why... It's not like I talk about nothing. How long have you been at this school? Do you always wear dark clothes like that? You do look a whole bunch like Nick," Nudge began, before Max shushed her. Wow, she really was a motor-mouth.
"To answer your questions, I've been here, since about second grade and I often wear darker clothes," I said. I could tell I was in for many questions.
"Why?" Angel asked. She had also decided to join in on the fun.
"I guess I just like darker colors better than brighter ones," I said. For the whole way, they asked me so many questions, some which I wondered why they were so random. I could tell Max and Fang were laughing silently laughing behind me.
"Yes, my hair is really this color, and no I haven't dated anyone. The walls of my room are a pale lavender. Yes, my favorite color is purple, I haven't ever painted my nails, except my toe nails once. I like many different types of music. I like history, and I hate math. I tend to keep my hair long. Yes, I like faeries, and no, I don't like various types of foreign cheese too much. I don't think I've ever actually had a crush on someone. I tend to be somewhat separate from everyone else. I don't really have a best friend anymore. This girl at my orphanage is kind of my friend, but yes, as soon as I get to know you better, I'll definitely consider you guys friends," I struggled to keep up with their never-ending questions. I was so relieved to see their house come into view.
"Okay, Angel, Nudge, you can stop now. The point was to interrogate her once we got home," Max said, but she smiled so kindly at them. She seemed so much like a mother to them, it was almost astonishing. They grew silent as we entered their house. I could tell they hadn't lived her long, and no one had before them for a long while. The yard was full of weeds, and the paint had faded.
"Anyone want some snacks?" Iggy said as we entered their living room. Everyone said yes, and started to make themselves comfortable. I stayed in the doorway, trying to figure out where to sit.
"Why don't you sit over here by me?" Nudge said and I slowly went over and sat down cautiously in them middle of them all. They all seemed to stare at me, so I just looked at the ground.
"Why is it so quiet in there?" Iggy asked from the kitchen. The silence broke and everyone shifted their position.
"No reason, are you done with the snacks, yet?" Max said, just Iggy came in with snacks. He put a bowl of tortilla chips and salsa on the table with some cans of soda. You would have never thought that he was blind.
"So...what are you planning to do?" I asked as innocently as I could. On the inside, I was a little freaked out. What if this was a trap?
"Well, I think we're just going question, until you beg us to stop," Max said with a smile on her face. I sighed, but I still didn't relax at all. Even though it was tempting, because they had the most comfortable couch ever!
"Go ahead," I said simply and awaited their first question. Max and Fang seemed to think for a moment. It was also clear that Max was the leader. What was taking them so long with their first question? It can't be that hard. Just ask me what I know of Itex. What I can do. Something! The silence was bothering me, which was unusual, so it bothered me even more. I saw Angel break out into a grin. How curious. Her eyes flickered between me and Max and Fang. Like as if she heard a silent conversation. All of the sudden she was giggling behind her hand. Max looked to Angel, then me and a huge smile came out of the blue.
"Let's start out with the basics," Max said, still grinning ear to ear, "Do you know if you have any family? Even if they're dead. Any distant cousins, great aunts? Crazy uncles? Something?"
"I have no idea what's so ever," I said. I looked down. I always wanted to know who my parents were. And how I got into the School.
"OK," Max said and thought for a minute, then said, "Why don't you tell us your... past, how you got here? Assuming you remember anything." I looked up and stared at Max. I hadn't told anyone, but one about my past. And now she was dead. Should I tell them? Could I tell them?
"Well, I'm not sure where to begin," I said and I leaned back and gazed at the ceiling. How had I started before?
"Just start at what you remember from the school," Fang said soothingly. He must have been able to figure out it was hard for me to do this. To be able to trust someone.
"It's a long story, you know, and I'm big on details," I warned them, but they just nodded. I took a really deep breath and just plunged into the deep end.
"I guess it all starts at the School. I guess I was born there, well I don't know for sure, seeing how I never had any parents. All I had was scientists constantly watching me. I was never with any other children. I may have seen some others occasionally, but I met no one. I only learned about the real life from the books I asked for. They always seemed to be doing test on me, it was so horrible. I mostly remember pain and misery. And loneliness. They kept watching me, as if they expected to me to grow another head. Do something. Some of them would ask me if I could do anything special. I once answered that I could whistle all of the Moonlight Sonata, by Beethoven, just to say something, and the guy got so mad he hit me. I was ... maybe four at the time!" I paused to catch my breath. I looked around and they were staring at me intently, not like I was on display, but like they were actually listening. I felt encouraged, so I continued to spill my heart out.
"I cried forever after that. I truly realized then I had no friends. The only person that would actually talk to me I saw very rarely. I think his name was Jon...no, Bill? Ed? No... it had a j and a b..." I trailed off, trying to figure out the name I had forgotten for many years. Max exchanged glances with Fang.
"Was it Jeb?" Max asked quietly, not even looking at me.
"Actually yes, it was Jeb, how did you know?" I asked with raised eyebrows. Max looked a little frustrated.
"He's got some explaining to do," she said to Fang. Gazzy had the widest eyes I had ever seen. They must know Jeb. Why didn't he tell me of them?
"You can go on, if you want," Fang said.
"Well, I wasn't sure what to do then. The School sure was living hell, but I had no idea how to get out, or even if I did, where to go. But I still planned to get out of it somehow. I still didn't know what they wanted of me, until one night I was alone, again, and I was going to go to sleep. I had just finished a story about rabbits and I thought that if I could be a rabbit, it'd be so much easier to escape. I know this sounds stupid, but I was six at the time, and so I tried to change into a rabbit. And... it worked. At first I was scared that maybe they had done some stupid experiment on me and it had gone bad. But then I changed back. I did this five more times and I started trying other animals, even when I was exhausted. This is what I had been wishing for. From then on I started planning my escape. I think I was around eight, or I had just turned eight, when I escaped. I can't say for sure. None of the scientists had figured out my power though. They had been doing so much testing on me that day. I basically faked being sick and they let me into my "room", which was just the place they kept me. There was a vent on the ceiling that I could reach if I stood on my tip-toes on the table they had in there. The one scientist that had taken me to my room was coming back with medicine, so I had to hurry. I changed into a monkey and then used my tail to grab on to the vent. I unscrewed all the bolts and went into it. There I re-screwed in the bolts, just so they wouldn't figure out where I had gone, even though the vent was too small for me to fit into as a human. I actually didn't know where I was going, but I figured I eventually would get to the outside. By then I had changed into a mouse to be as quiet as I could. I did find a way to the outside and I flew out of there as a swallow. Then I just wandered. I had flown, walked, whatever-ed all the way to Massachusetts in maybe two weeks. I had once again changed back into human. I had found some clothes hanging on a clothes line and I just took them. They were huge on my perpetually thin body. I was just walking along a deserted two-way road in the middle of nowhere, when I heard a car come from behind me. This wasn't a weird thing, I had seen many cars, and I had marveled at them and the people in them. However, this car slowed down and stopped. It was a police car and I wondered what they wanted; it's not like I had done anything, besides stealing one set of clothes. Two men came out of the car and came up me. I had stopped and stared at them as they started to question me. Where are you going? Nowhere. Where's your parents? I haven't ever had any. Do you have a guardian to take care of you? Like a guardian angel? They continued to ask where I was suppose to be, and then they said I had better come with them. I wondered if they were from Itex and I started to back away. They gently grabbed me and put me in the back of their car. I stayed silent for the whole car ride, even when they asked me if I wanted anything to eat," I paused yet again, for they hadn't said anything in a while. They seem to expect more, but I wasn't sure if I should go on. I grabbed some chips from the bowl on the table and started to eat. That seemed to break the silence. Most of them followed my example and starting eating. Wow, they had an appetite that could beat mine.
"Is that it?" Iggy asked, with a mouth full of sour cream and onion chips. I sighed. How much I wished that was it. That I could say I was so quiet without reason. But no.
"That's only the beginning, and it hasn't gotten that interesting, yet," I said in-between bites.
Interesting? Well I have two things for you to review about! The first one is: Who's POV should it be next chapter, Max, Fang, or Evelyn? And the second question is: Who do you think this mysterious person Evelyn's been mentioning? Such as in the beginning of this chapter, where it says, "And now she was dead." Please review!!!!
