Here's a new chapter! If I made another fanfic and used Marzia again would that be okay? Not right now though, right now I'm focusing on this story and Max the Goddess. Okay, here we go!
Max's POV
As soon as we teleported back to the sommarstuga I changed my appearance.
I changed my hair to a midnight black, my eyes to an electric blue, and my skin to a vampire white pale again. I even made my nose smaller and my lips plumper along with shrinking myself 2 inches.
"Max! Calm down!" Zoë said.
"I am calmed down, totally calm, that's me!" I said, hysteria in my voice, yep not calm.
"Max," Marzia said in a calm voice, putting her hand on my shoulder, "calm down, we are away from them now, calm down."
"You're right, you're right." I repeated to myself, "They're gone, they're gone."
"Max, change back to yourself." Izzy Logan said, her voice was full of compassion and thoughtfulness. I've never heard her speak like that and, well, it softened me.
I changed my hair back to dirty blonde and purple, my eyes back to violet, my nose and lips back, and grew two inches.
"She meant all the way." Zoë said.
I gulped but took off the purple streaks, changed my eyes to their previous chocolate brown, and made my tan come back.
"Vad som helst, jag hoppas bara att de inte hittar oss." I mumbled under my breathe in Swedish.
"I still don't know what you're saying." Izzy Logan said, causing us all to burst into fits of laughter.
"Okay, okay. They probably didn't even recognize me. And-oh crap!" I said.
"What? What?" Marzia said, worried.
"I worded our dramatic exit wrong, I said 'you' instead of 'I'." I said, feigning sadness.
Our fits of giggles that just ended started up once again.
"Can we get some food?" Zoë whined.
"Didn't we get food just earlier today?" I asked, cunfundemented (A/N it's a word that I made up! :D)
"Ya, but I was wondering if we could get some food from, like, a restaurant or something."
"Didn't we just go to one earlier today?" I said more to, myself than anyone else.
"Ya but just this one time. PLEASE!" She begged, giving me Bambi eyes.
"Ya, those only work on Marzia." I said, crossing my arms.
"Marzia!" Zoë whined. Marzia rolled her eyes and gave me Bambi eyes.
"Please Maxie? We really want to! And just this once!" Marzia said.
I rolled my eyes. I knew it wasn't 'just this once' but I'd just go with it.
"Fine." I said exasperated.
"Yay!" They all cheered. I laughed.
"Where will we go though?" I said, spotting a flaw in their plan.
"Well, you're the genius, you tell us!" Izzy Logan said sassily.
"Whatever, lets go somewhere in Åhus."
"Which would be..." Marzia trailed off.
We were all silent, thinking.
"To the Internet!" Zoë said dramatically, like a knight charging into battle.
We laughed but I compelled to manifesting up a computer, and searching for restaurants in Åhus.
"Okay," I said, "how about we go to, Restaurang Pramen. It has seafood, grill-"
"Aww, seafood! Gross!" Izzy Logan complained.
"And ICE CREAM!" I finished and could feel her perk up, "You should really let me finish!"
"Hahaha." Izzy Logan said sarcastically, "It's so funny I forgot to laugh."
I snorted and stood up.
"Who wants a computer?" I asked, holding the computer high above my head.
Even though we were all tall, minus Marzia, they couldn't reach it when I started making it levitate and go flat up against the 8 foot ceiling.
"Me please!" Marzia screamed, remembering I asked a question.
"Ahh, Marzia has some good manners!" I said, floating the Mac over to her.
"Aww..." The other two complained.
"Okay okay. For Izzy Logan, a Microsoft tablet," I said, manifesting one for her, "and for Zoë, another laptop!"
When I gave them their desired things, I also gave them phones, and for a minute we sat around exchanging numbers and taking pictures. Making a Facebook account and starting instagram and tumblr. And for once in my long and tiring life of ups and downs, I felt like a normal teen aged girl. Like someone who would go ranting about annoying teachers, and cute boys. So...differently than I usually feel. It felt, nice.
"Wait, we got laptops and tablets. What do you get Max?" Zoë said.
"A... An iPad!" I said triumphantly.
"Wait, why do you give us these?" Marzia asked all of a sudden.
"So we can stay in touch!" I exclaimed.
"Bah, who cares, we have electronics, now lets head out to the Restaurang Parmesan or whatever it's called." Izzy Logan said.
I manifested some new clothes for us, but Marzia merely clicked her tongue and said 'let me handle this' before manifesting a fashion heaven, A.K.A. My second hell.
She forced us into 'cute' clothes and then changed herself.
She was wearing a light pink Vicolo shirt, a bubble gum Zara skirt, and eggshell Deandri Helga platform heels. I'm not a fashionista but she actually looked good.
She styled Zoë in black Plndr creeper shoes, a black Asian/Candy lace dress, and a black H&M bowler hat. So in other word, the opposite of Zoë and she actually liked it!
Izzy Logan was wearing a white Storets collared dress, beige Asos over the knee socks, and beige Ovs Industry Mary-Janes Flats. She looked all sweet and innocent especially after we convinced her to dye her hair a light light purple instead of the extreme neon green.
Marzia made me wear this outfit, as in, I didn't have a choice, not that I'd actually say it, but I look good. I mean, you didn't read/hear anything!
Anyways, I was wearing a light blue United Colors of Benetton shirt, black Asos studded accessories (gag me with a spoon!), black Nasty Gal Peplum pants, and black Jeffery Campbell Distressed leather heels.
"Why can't I wear what Izzy's wearing?" I whined.
"Because," she stated, "you are to punk to wear that."
Haha. Gag me with a spoon.
Soon we were all ready, Marzia had her hair over one shoulder, Zoë curled hers, and Izzy straightened hers. I brushed mine.
None of us were wearing makeup, even though Marzia was pretty girly, she hated it as much as the next sane bird kid on the run. Ish.
We linked arms and I teleported us to an alley way near the restaurant. We quickly walked out and over to the Restaurang Pramen.
We walked up to the guy at the front desk, or whatever that thing is called.
"Hejsan, hur kan jag hjälpa dig?" He asked politely.
"Bord för fyra vänligen!" I answered back.
"Följ mig." He said, leading us to a little booth.
"Tack!" I thanked him. He said he'd be right back with our menus and to ask us what we wanted to drink when the door burst open, letting in a rush of cool brisk air.
She was wearing a colorful dress and cool shades. I quickly hacked into Marzia's mind to find out.
Sure enough I heard:
'Light Pink Sheinside Peter Pan collared dress, black Calzedonia tights, tan Sheinside Colorful Jumper, Mustard Sheinside A skirt, black Francesco Milano flats, and Bronze Romwe Double Layered Sunglasses. Hair in pigtails too. Is that even allowed? Whatever, I'd still look great'
I rolled my eyes. Cool dress and cool shades was close enough for me.
The girl in the door looked around through her sunglasses, and her unseen eyes seemed to fall on us and she quickly hurried over and stood in front of our table.
She lifted up the first layer of her glasses so we were looking into her big gray eyes beneath a pair of regular glasses (A/N look up layered sunglasses they are awesome! And I can't explain them).
"Umm, hi." She said nervously, pulling on her golden brown pigtail, she had a really pretty colored hair, like golden thread with just a tint of light summer brown to bring it down to earth, "I'm Spencer, and, well, you're Maximum Ride, duh, I mean of course you'd know who you are, unless you aren't you in that case..." She trailed off.
"Actually, ya I'm Maximum Ride. Why?" I asked.
"Oh good! Well I'm Spencer, duh I just said that. Anyways, umm can I like join your team? I just broke out of the school in Greece and heard you were up in Sweden, and just by luck I was walking past that alley that you guys teleported into and I sort of followed you, sorry bout that, and then I came into the restaurant and saw you and now I'm talking to you and ya."
While I was listening I was also internally cracking up at the way she looked.
It was cute but also very funny, and how she had her glasses flipped up and they looked so weird.
I hacked into her mind, she was telling the truth. I looked around at the group and they all seemed okay with this Spencer chic.
"Sure." I said.
"Yes!" She nearly screamed, punching the air.
"You can sit by me!" Marzia offered, scooting over a little, but not enough to smash Izzy Logan into the wall.
Spencer gladly took the seat and then got into a very deep conversation with Marzia about fashion do's and don't's.
The waiter returned a minute later and looked questionably at Spencer.
"Hon är med oss." I said to him, he just raised an eyebrow and asked for our drinks after setting down our menus.
I quickly read everyone's mind and answered for them.
"Ett vatten, två cola, en mjölk, och en kaffe." I said. He gave me a look like 'coffee at night?' But its not my fault Izzy's the weirdest thing on the face of the earth.
We looked at the menus and I laughed at everyone's faces as they tried to decipher the food.
"Umm..." Spencer said turning the menu sideways, "I think I'll have the 'inlagd sill'." She said unsurely.
"You want the pickled herring?" I asked her and she made a face of 'eww, I can't believe I said I wanted that'.
"I wish there were pictures!" Marzia exclaimed. I laughed.
"I'll order something good for us!" I said, mischievously. They all cringed but couldn't say no since they couldn't order for themselves.
The waiter soon came back.
"Vad skulle du vilja äta?" He asked.
"Umm..." I started looking at the menu, "Biff stroganoff (A/N I LOVE BEEF STROGANOFF!), flygande Jacob, pyttipanna, pannkakor, och smörgåstårta!" I said to the waiter cheerfully. He nodded and took the menus, quickly walking away. I would have ordered more but we were stocked up at the sommarstuga.
"Well, what did you get us?" Zoë asked impatiently.
"Beef stroganoff for me; a casserole with chicken, bananas, peanuts, and bacon for Marzia; a mixture of meat, onions, and potatoes with sausage and bacon for you; pancakes for Izzy Logan; and a sandwich cake for Spencer!"
They all stared at me dumbfoundedly before hugging me while screaming 'thank you!' and 'I thought you were going to give me fish!'
"Okay, okay!" I screamed. There was so much screaming the waiter came back. Perfect.
"Sir kan vi också trocadero, fruktsoda, blåbärssoppa, enbärsdricka, och lingondricka (A/N these are really yummy sweet Swedish drinks!)?" I asked.
He nodded, confused before hurrying off.
The 4 girls stared at me horrified.
"What did you just order?" Zoë said in a creepy calm voice.
"Some drinks." I said nonchalantly, taking a sip of my water.
"But why? We already have some!" Spencer said.
"I don't know, the other drinks are better." I said shrugging it off.
The time until our food and second drinks were served was spent making small talk. When said food arrived we devoured it and quickly gulped down the sweet drinks.
"Skulle du vilja dessert?" The waiter inquired.
"Umm...ja kan vi gotländsk saffranspannkaka, smulpaj, klappgröt, spettekaka, och smördegspaj?" I asked. The waiter nodded and walked away.
"What did you order?" Marzia asked curiously.
"You'll find out!" I said, wiggling my eyebrows. And find out they did, for two seconds before we dug in like pigs.
The waiter came up once again with the bill, I threw the Max Card -did I forget to manage that I still had that?- in it and handed it back before he could even take a step.
He looked a little bit surprised but I smiled and he left. We sat there awkwardly until he came back. I thank him and we all ran out giggling like regular 16 year old girls. We linked arms and I teleported us back before talking the accursed shoes off.
"Max..." Spencer said scared as she opened the door to step outside.
"Ya?" I said, ignoring the worry in her voice and mainly focusing on pulling the second high heel off.
"We've got erasers!" She screamed, that got everybody's attention.
Yep yep! And in the next chapter, you've got flocks! Read, review, breathe, buy a shirt, eat a sandwich, and get some shut eye! Later!