Hello everyone. And thank you so much for reviewing! You're so great!
Any who, I'd just like to say that I sadly don't own Max Ride. James Patterson gets the credit!
As we kept running, the noise grew even louder than before. The faint shouting now turned into audible words.
"Get him!"
"Go!"
"You idiot, move!"
I started to walk slower as we came closer to a corner of the hallway. My stomach was doing somersaults and my heart started pounding. I felt like something bad might happen.
Suddenly, the sound of skidding sneakers came out of nowhere. Then someone came running around the corner and sprinted towards us. It had dirt covered pants, and its shirt was almost ripped off of its body. My stomach dropped.
"Fang?"
He looked at me. Everything on him was scratched and dirty, and there was a gapping wound across his forehead. He ran to us and grabbed my hand.
"Let's go!" He yelled.
I didn't know what was going on, but I was too shocked to say anything. I couldn't help but look at him as we ran. His body looked so damaged, but he still kept on running strong. I looked down at our hands. His bloody fingers were still rapped around mine, and he didn't let go.
Hi again. I know it's ultra mega short, but the next part of it is under construction.
But, PLEASE R&R!