Maximum Ride: Around the World.
I hate being woken up annoyingly.
I hate it.
Something is tickling my nose, it feels like a feather, wait, duh...It is a feather. I think my IQ is dropping. Anyway, I cracked my eye open to be greeted by a pair of dark eyes smiling, dancing with laughter.
"What the fuck are you doing." I grumbled to Fang. Excuse my French. Today I don't feel like a morning person. And no I'm not on my ... Period.
"Tickling you with a feather." He replied rather boyishly, it seemed as if he weren't Fang. Creepy.
"I can see that. But why?" I whined closing my eyes again only to have him tickle it up my nose.
"Because I'm bored." He huffed, he had the lower part of his face buried in his arm so I only saw his hair, eyes and nose...And ears. I suppose you get the picture.
"Go pester Iggy." I said opening my eyes again.
"He's awake. He woke me up. So I plucked out a feather and tickled you with it." I looked at his black feather...It looked almost purple, I groaned again and huffed.
"I feel drained." I said. Fang stopped tickling me.
Did he really pi- naah.
"Why?" He asked suddenly concerned, I gave a half hearted laugh at his concern.
"Its nothing big Fang. I just feel suddenly tired. Leave it." I shook my head. Fang nodded and stood up from his knees shaking his wings a little.
"So...We heading off today?" Iggy came through. Dressed and looking refreshed. Me and Fang nodded and I sat up.
"Yep. Hopefully-" I looked at Fang. "We won't get lost again." Fang rolled his eyes and Iggy laughed.
"I'll get the others then." He called walking out.
I stood up and stretched. These boxers are comfy, and Fang's shirt is soft, from use. "I'll get dressed." I said walking into the bathroom. I was actually glad they had spare toothbrushes, I mean...I know we're not kids for hygiene but its nice, duh.
So. I washed, brushed teeth, and then changed into the jeans and shirt, and slipped on the white Puma's. "Ready." I said brushing my hair back into a usual ponytail.
Fang nodded and got the bag.
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"Thats so unfair!" Nudge was arguing with a orange seller. "I only got dollars!" She whimpered. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Sorry. Where's ya' mum an' dad?" He asked. Nudge pointed to me.
"She's like my mom." Nudge said. The man's eyebrows furrowed, of course, Nudge being African American and me being fair skinned. I think he finds it impossible.
"Nudge. C'mon." I interrupted checking Fang's watch again.
Fang smirked at me. "Do you want the watch?" He asked. I smiled sweetly.
"Are you offering?" I asked. Fang chuckled his chuckle.
"Never." He said. I crossed my arms.
"Guys. Stop flirting, Nudge got her orange." The Gasman called.
I blushed, on the inside, ya see I can con-
"Oooh, look who's blushing now." Fang teased nudging my side. I growled and we walked into this small alley way.
"Take off guys." I called. Total hopped into Fang's backpack.
"Wow! Hey guys, mind if I eat this banana?" We heard his muffled call. Angel giggled again.
"Yeah." I called back, Fang put the bag on and we took off, it was around seven a.m. Early start. Or should I say.
"Early bird eats the worm." I grinned, Fang looked over at me.
"Freak." He muttered.
"Look who's talking." I replied,
"I'd say the same to you." He retorted. Iggy made a sound.
"Look. This is getting old." He called. Me and Fang looked at him. Can't see, why do I keep forgetting that, because he cooks and builds robots? Yes.
"What is." Fang asked.
"Oh my God!" Angel screamed cutting Iggy off. All heads darted her way and we looked at the huge airliner coming her way. She froze, obviously from shock and didn't move, her wings stopped to, as she didn't know what to do.
Why, Angel, why.
I darted down after her falling body, hitting turbo speed. " Angel!" I called. "Get your wings out!"
Why is she not getting her wings out!
" Angel!" I screamed going faster and finally I caught her two seven inches from the ground. Breathing very heavy and shaking violently. I think I hit over speed.
" Max." She wailed burying her face into my neck, I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed her back.
"Shh.." I soothed. "Its okay." I whispered kissing her temple. "Why didn't you get your wings out?" I asked softly.
"I've got a cramp in my wing." She sniffed, I brushed her tears away and rubbed her wing gently, easing the cramp. "Ouch." She winced.
"It will hurt sweetie." I said and cradled her. "You scared me there." I said, my shaking ebbing away a little.
Angel cracked a small smile and rubbed her eyes. "Thank you Max." She hugged me again.
"Can you stand?" I asked. Angel nodded and stood. "Is your wing okay now?" I added. She worked her wing and then the other and nodded.
"Alright, get up there then." I gave a shaky smile. She took a deep breath and lunged into the sky to join the Flock.
"The rest of you head on straight! I'll be up in a minute, don't go to fast though." I called, even my voice shaking. They obeyed, apart from Fang.
He landed on the ground as I sat down. "Whats wrong." He asked, no...Ordered me to tell him.
"I'm shaking." I shrugged hugging my knees.
"Why?" He asked.
"I hit over speed." I said. He nodded and kicked a pebble, then got his hand out of his pocket and held it out. I looked up and took it.
"Sorry." I mumbled stretching my wings out and shaking them and then shaking my self out of the shakes.
"Its okay." He muttered back and patted my back. "Get up." I nodded and took off.
"I wonder who's gonna fall out of the sky next." Iggy said jokingly. Angel glared and whacked his back.
"You if you don't shut up." She spat. Everyone went silent.
Dang she's freaky sometimes.
Iggy was silent. " Angel. Try not to come of so scary." He muttered. Angel giggled. Maybe she's bi-polar.
"I'm not bi-polar!" She yelled.
Yup. She's bi-polar.
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"Take that you flea bag!" Nudge spat and kicked it in the neck.
"You're going to drown yourself." Angel instructed. Wow thats scary.
Note To Self: Make Sure Bathroom Door Is Locked When Taking Bath.
Fang cracked the neck of one and then some ribs. I'd dealt with five, Iggy was blowing them up as we speak. And Gazzy used his voice as the others and ... well. They're dead.
"They have Erasers!! Where are we again?" I asked. Fang pulled the map out.
After a few minutes he frowned. " France." He said. Angel squealed.
"La ville de Roman" She said. We all looked at her.
"What?" The Gasman said.
Angel rolled her eyes. "Can we go Max! Pleeeeaaaaaaassssseeee!!!" She begged. I looked over at Fang.
"Sure." He shrugged. My mouth parted so I gaped a little. "What?" He mimicked me as usual and we walked into the city. AKA Paris.
I whacked Fang's back for his cockiness. "Ouch." He said nudging me. I nudged him back.
"And you tell us we're three year olds. Whats gotten into you!" Nudge said. "Jeeez." She added.
"He start-" I was cut off by one of those freaky miming people.
"Box." Nudge pointed. He smiled and did some more actions. Oh great. Charades!! "Oooh! I know this one!! Umm...Tug of war!" She said.
I looked over at Iggy who was frowning. "Why is she yelling things?" He asked.
"Mime." I said. "Nudge...You can play with Mr. Mime later." I tugged her sleeve. He pouted putting on a sad face.
"Hey! Look panties shop!" Angel said. Iggy shuddered and Gazzy hid his face in his shirt.
I cringed recalling last night. "Its...Lacey and stringy" Nudge said twisting her face. "Max do you wear things like that?" She asked me. Fang burst out laughing.
"What about you?" Angel asked him. I burst out laughing.
"Hah! He wishes!" I grinned. Fang's cheeks turned a small shade of red. "Aww.." I cooed. Iggy was shaking with laughter The Gasman was looking at some woman in the shop.
"Gaz!" I scolded. He blushed and dug his hands in his pockets.
"Okay. Shall we look for food and some place to stay? Since Ange wants to and...You." I said.
They all nodded. "I want to go to the big thing over there!" Angel pointed.
" Eifel Tower sweetie." I grinned patting her head.
Hey! I'm not that good at French. So that thing Angel said, I dont know if it was correct! Hehe.