A/N: Hello again! Today Imma tell you about what I did yesterday. OK, so basically I went to school all day and then after I went to... a DANCE. Now, you guys don't really know me but I NEVER dance. Because I'm awkward and uncoordinated. :P But I danced yesterday. And I was like WEEHEEE, because I had never tried to dance at a dance before. So like YAH. That was ma story of the day. Oh ya, listen to the song inner ninja, it's good. -Ashley
Aha so I also went to the dance, fun stuff right? Yeah. mountain dew ftw. -C
Disclaimer: Why do people have disclaimers anyways? Isn't it obvious that I'm NOT James Patterson and that I don't own Maximum Ride? If I were James, I wouldn't be writing on fan fic, I would be galloping around like a unicorn/narwhal writing books! Fan fiction makes no sense...-Ashley
Max's POV
We were eating, no, let me rephrase that. THEY were eating and I was inhaling my food. It's just that I was SO HUNGRY. I'm a growing girl everybody!
I had already eaten all my food before I decided to order a poutine. When I ordered, Fang stared at me like I was an alien or something. Had he never seen a girl eat before?
The three of us ate in silence before the bill came. $54.90
WOAH, the three of us sure eat a lot.
After paying, we headed out of the cozy diner into the chilly streets.
"Nice meeting you guys, maybe we could hang at school or somethin?" Fang spoke quietly.
"oOoOoooo, I would love too! I just moved schools with Max and we're looking for new friends!" Nudge claims excitedly.
"Um, we are?" I ask.
"YUH-HUH, you need FRIENDS Max." Nudge screams, instantly embarrassing me.
I blush a bright scarlet before Fang lightens the mood.
"So, see you at school then..." he says politely before waving and walking away.
When Fang is out of hearing distance Nudge blabbers on, "oOoOo, HOTTIE, OMG, maybe he likes me. OoOo, maybe he likes you. YAH. I think he likes you. Maybe we should be friends, wouldn't that be great? We could be BESTIES. OoOoO, I can see it now, the three of us, ruling the world... and licking lollipops! "
"Um, Nudge?" I ask questionly.
"What?" she screams excitedly.
"That was Fang."
"I know Max. His name is Fang," Nudge replies with a duh voice.
"He's my mission," I say quietly.
"WHO SAY WHAT NOW, that was THE FANG?!"
Two hours later, Nudge still hasn't processed it.
"LIKE OH-MA-GOLLIE! That was THE Fang" *fan girl scream*
"Yes, Nudge," I reply drowsily.
It's already 12:23 and we had school tomorrow. Yet, Nudge decides to camp out in my room and continue questioning me.
"You were right when you said he was cute, I mean MAJOR HOTTIE ALERT," she whisper-yells.
"MMhhhmmm, I never lie," I say, eyes closed.
"You are such a lucky ducky you know that?" Nudge asks while jumping on my bed.
"Nudge, can you please get off me?" I ask politely.
"Mhhm, sure," she replies sweetly as she sits cross legged on my carpet.
"Anyways, what are you gonna wear tomorrow?" she asks me.
"I dunno, haven't thought that far ahead..." I groggily reply.
"I can help you!" she squeals before turning on the lights and blinding me.
"ARRGHH, " I yell, before covering myself with blankets.
"Nudge, can you get out of my room?" no more nice Max.
"But WHHYY?" she whines.
"Because it's past midnight and I need to sleep," I reply diplomatically.
"NO, I refuse, you obviously need fashion advice," she replies while pouting like a 5 year old.
"Nudge. OUT!" I say sternly.
"NO," she says.
AARRGGHH, Nudge can be so annoying sometimes. Maybe I should tie her up and teach her a lesson...
I manually shove her out the door and slam the door behind her, Keep in mind that she's a spy and she was tackling me on the way out.
I crawl back into my warm cozy bed for a long rest when I hear a BBRRRR sound. HUH?
I peer out of my bedroom door to see Nudge making a smoothie with our high-power blender.
"Nudge, turn that thing off... NOW," I yell.
"NO," she smirks at me.
"Ok, well, you asked for it," I reply grouchily.
"WHATDYA mean?" she asks, confused.
"Nothing..." I reply with a complete change of attitude.
I briskly walk into my room and reach into my weapons bag. I grab the sleeping vile and hide it in my pocket. I head back out to the kitchen where I see Nudge pouring her smoothie into a glass.
"Yo Nudge, could you pour me a glass?" I ask sweetly.
"Sure!" she replies, turning around to grab a glass.
I swiftly pour the contents of the vile into her glass and watch as she pours me a glass of smoothie.
"Thanks," I reply sneakily.
Nudge sips her smoothie before the sleeping liquid works it's magic.
"Hey... MAAX, dooess thhis tasste funnny to yyyyyyyou," she stutters.
"Nope, it tastes just fine," I reply.
"Max... did you dddddddo ssommeething?" Nudge asks.
"Yup," I answer evilly.
Nudge passes out into my arms and I lead her towards her closet.
I gently lie her down onto the plush carpet before heading to my room and finally getting some sleep.
And this is why you never annoy a spy.
Dylans POV
I head home from the White Spot down the block and a feel my iPhone buzz in my pocket. I check the screen.
VidCam 1 notification.
Hmmm, that's weird, I only get pending notifications if something urgent is happening...
I click my iPhone to be transported to my cameras point of view. What I see shocks me. In front of me is Nudge, Max's supposed best friend. Nudge is sprawled out across her closet floor, obviously under the influence of drugs.
WHAT? Why would Max drug her best friend?
And then it hits me because I'm just that smart.
Max is an assassin.
Max's POV
I hope I made the right decision... ya know, drugging my best friend and all. But hey, that's was best friends do right? RIGHT?
Dylan's POV
AHHHH! *INTERNAL FREAK OUT* What am I supposed to do? Spy school doesn't teach you what to do if you see someone knocked out in an assassins home. Hmmm, OK, maybe they did but I probably slept through that class. Breathe, keep calm. Maybe you can get NUdge out. OK, Dylan, slow and steady.
In the end, I decided that I would try and rescue Nudge from Max. I would sneak into their house in the middle of the night and hope that Max was a deep sleeper. Then again, she's an assassin. I just hoped the odds were in my favour. Hmmm, maybe I could use the sleeping gas... maybe I won't even need it...
It was 3:48 in the morning and I was dressed in all black. Yup, just like a ninja. I walked down the hallway of floor 6 and stood right outside Max's door. Ok Dylan, you can do this, beat the assassin.
I stealthily opened their door with my lock picking kit before I stepped in quietly. I glanced at Max's bedroom to see the door closed. Phew, that might block some of the sound. I quietly yawned to myself, I mean give me a break. I've been worrying about this for the last few hours. AND IT"S THREE IN THE MORNING. I cautiously tip-toed into Nudge's room where I opened her closet. CREAK! ARGH, oil your doors once in awhile would you?
I approached Nudge and gently felt her pulse. Hmm, still pretty slow. She would be out for awhile. I carried her over my back sack-of potato style and swiftly headed out the door. I closed the door quietly; when I exited the apartment I breathed a sigh of relief. AAHHH, freedom. I wiped the sweat off my damp forehead before continuing down the hallway. I climbed down the stairs and headed to my silver SUV parked in the parking lot. I carefully opened the doors and dumped Nudge in the passenger seat; fastening her seat belt securely. I internally gave myself a round-of-applause. I had snuck past an assassin!
I drove for about 15 minutes until I came upon my townhouse. I unlocked the door while carrying Nudge and dumped her on the bed in my guestroom. MISSION RESCUE-GIRL-FROM-ASSASSIN was a success! I exited the guest room and headed to my bedroom. But I didn't even make it there. I ended up falling asleep on my couch because hey, it's hard to rescue a girl and move past an assassin in one piece. But I did it. :)
Max's POV
BEEP BEEP BEEP! ARGH, stupid alarm clock! I glance at my clock to see 8:00 a.m. staring at me. I slam my hand onto the clock and drag myself out of bed.
"NUDGE GET UP," I yell from across the apartment,
But instead of the usual 'I'm curling my hair' or 'a girl needs her beauty sleep' I am greeted with silence. Huh... weird... Maybe I knocked her out to long? I grab the sleeping bottle from off my bedside table and read the instructions. Full dose will put someone to sleep for 12 hours. Half dose will knock someone else out for 6. etc. OH-OH. I used most of the bottle... STUPID STUPID MAX. Urgh, she won't be awake till the school day is half over. Maybe I should write her a note. I walk out of my room to grab a post-it note and pen from the counter.
Dear Nudge,
I'm sorry I knocked you out. I thought it would only put you to sleep for like 4 hours. Not 12! I'm SUPER SORRY. (you know me, I NEVER apologize.) :) When you wake up, stay home and relax. The school day will be almost over.
Max.
I fold the sticky note into a square before heading into the closet where I dumped Nudge. I peer into her closet to see
NO ONE THERE.
A/N: CLIFFHANGER! :P Next chapter will be about the kidnapping... and basketball! -Ashley