Maximum Ride: Around the World

Paris

Paris

Paris

Paris

PARIS

Can we stop repeating the damn same word!!! I yelled at it ... In my head of course.

Sorry. But... Paris? How the hell did you get here?

HAHA. You're supposed to be the one with all the answers.

I could see it rolling it's eyes. Not ALL the answers. I just...Thats- So far from America.

We're planning on heading back. But they have Erasers here. Maybe there's another school we need to blow up...

You're actually happy with saving the world?

I'm going to ignore you now because Fang's watching me. And then he's going to ask questions and I cant be bothered to answer them right now.

Whatever.

"What." I asked Fang.

"What." He replied. I rolled my eyes, it's like the voice repeating the word Paris.

"Nothing." I grumbled. Iggy came and sat down with a baguette.

"So... Africa next?" He asked with an amused smile. I laughed.

"How'd you get that?" Fang asked. Iggy shrugged.

"Umm...She gave it to me...Uh, why don't you go get one." Iggy said fidgeting. I frowned and looked over at the stall. She was in the normal uniform. Looked normal.

But looks can be deceiving.

I like the way you think Max.

Why thank you. I'm ignoring you.

"Okay." Fang replied in a wary voice. He walked over. I watched closely, I can smell something.

Oh thats the fish market.

But hey, it still smells ... Fishy. Ugh. I hate fish right now, back to the point. The girl with the long black hair and cherry red lips, she should not be working at a baguette stand! She should be a model, she smiled sweetly at Fang who gave his smile back. My eyes adjusted to the bush that was by the stand.

...Is that a gun?

So...me being me, couldn't just yell.

"FANG WATCH OUT!!" Nope, because thats to simple.

I jumped up and ran to Fang then jumped on him just as the gun went off, and it caught my arm. Oh my God why me!! At least I didn't get my wings out, then I'd be...As that man in London put it...I'd be fucked.

"What the heck?" Fang grumbled from under me. I lifted my head up from his chest.

"Someone had a gun aiming at you...But.." I looked down at my new wound.

People gathered and a lady started yelling at me in French and fussing me. "I'm fine." I said holding my hands up and sitting up.

She said something else, I shook my head guessing it was. "Do you need to go to the hospital?" Then her pink lips went into a smile and she cheered.

" Max! Max! Max! Max! Are you okay?" Nudge pushed through the crowd. I nodded.

"Where's Angel?" I asked, something tight gripping my chest. Nudge huffed in relief.

"She's with Iggy." She said pointing to Angel who was sat on his lap in the chair. The mime dude was doing his part by doing that shocked face.

A middle aged man yelled something in French, (duh) clearing the crowd off then smiled at me and walked off himself. "Wow Max, you know how to cause a scene." Fang said.

I was about to reply something witty when I saw I was on him still. Straddling. "Oh. Yeah, sorry. You okay?" I asked ignoring the blood that was trailing down my arm, which Fang looked at pointedly.

"Iggy. Find a-" Iggy waved a hand and began his search. Fang took me to the chairs and sat me down.

"Hold still." He muttered dumping stuff on it. I winced then laughed.

"Maybe you should be a doctor when we grow older." I grinned. Fang's lips quirked up.

"Maybe you should be a ... Actress." He laughed back. I snorted.

"Just 'cause I can cause a scene?" I asked. Fang nodded and then wrapped my arm up. I winced.

He muttered a sorry and sat back up. "Next time just holla'" He said. I narrowed my eyes and hit his arm. "But thanks." he added with a roll of the eyes.

I then huffed. "Soo...Suppose we better give Angel what she wants and then we get out of here as fast as we can, there's Erasers here and someone is trying to kill you...Or us." We were walking to the place Iggy had walked into.

Fang shrugged. "Yeah. But then he could've just been psychotic." He said, I looked back over to the girl who was glaring daggers. Her nose morphed.

"Crap. Shit. Oh great. The girl is an Eraser. We're being followed still. How ca- scratch that." I took a deep breath.

We take out the school... The voice said evilly as we entered the hotel. I furrowed my brow.

You want to take out the school?

Yes.

Here?

Yes.

Wow...I'm in.

Plan it tonight. With Fang. Seeing as you count him Second In Command.

Ok-ay...Are you sure you're the voice?

No. I'm Ashton Kutcher.

Really?

No reply. Okay. I'll just call him Ashton from now on. Though I know that it was being sarcastic, "Max." Fang said loudly. I winced and gave in a confused look.

"I've been trying to get your attention for ten minutes." He said sitting on the red bed that was covered in silk and rose petals. Yes, I'm frowning and slightly creeped.

"Umm...Whatever...Why does this bed look like its made for...Naughty things...?" I asked shuddering. Fang smirked.

"Naughty things?" He asked. I rolled my eyes. "Iggy got this room." He said. I gaped.

"What the hell for?" I asked. Fang laughed.

"Not for him..." He trailed off. It took me a couple of minutes to get it. And then I gagged.

"Oh... In that case I swapping with him." I said shutting my eyes to block out ... Naughty images.

Can't blame me ...?

"Why?" He asked. I folded my arms and raised my eyebrows.

"You think I'm sharing that bed with you. I think that red head fits in that picture better." I said. Fang narrowed his eyes.

"Lissa?" He asked standing up. I nodded.

"You did make out with her. Remember. I saw." I unfolded my arms with a shrug. Maybe I shouldn't be bringing this up.

"Twice!" Iggy said coming into the room.

"Twice?" I asked. But...Oooh. Ger-rate! Now that damn sickly feeling's in my stomach.

And I don't want to hear anything from you Ash!

"Ig!" Fang said, annoyed.

"Twice!? Did you bring her into you're bedroom or cut class." I asked with a snort.

"..."

"Tell me you didn't." I said disgusted. Iggy raised his eyebrows and left the room.

"Please. You're acting like a Mom." Fang waved a hand. I put my hands on my hips. How dare he?

"So you did cut class with that little whore." I spat. Fang narrowed his eyes again at me.

"If I recall she was nice to you. She said hi to you." He counted it off on his fingers taking a step towards me.

"But I don't like her!" I shouted. Blurted more like it.

Fang frowned. "Why?" I shrugged.

"Because I don't." She kissed you. Duh.

"What did she do to you." He carried on. I let out a frustrated growl.

"Stop interrogating me! I just dont like her!" I yelled, anger bubbling in my stomach.

"And you were the one who pushed me against the wall and yelled at me! Just like now!" He shouted back. Damn he's scary when he's mad. "The question is why you did it."

When I didn't reply he carried on, "I was confused. You come out of the room. And...You shout at me for kissing Lissa! I didn't shout at you when you kissed Sam!"

He saw?

"Were you spying on me?" I asked, finding this quite amusing now.

"No. Were you spying on me Max." he replied.

"No." We both answered.

"Okay...How did you see me kissing Lissa." He ordered.

"I thought she was attacking you." I replied truthfully with a shrug. "But I doubt you thought Sam was attacking me, since he didn't push me against the wall, he was actually quite sweet and gentle about it." I practically rubbed that in his face.

"I-...I don't want to talk about this right now." He muttered. I laughed a loud.

"You were spying on me weren't you!" I turned him around. His dark eyes flashed and he pushed me away.

"No." He spat. I huffed and stepped forward again.

"Fang." I said meekly.

"What." He mumbled looking down at his feet.

Okay, screw the cheesiness! I wrapped my arms around his torso and hugged him. It took him a couple of minutes then he hugged back.

"Oh look. He hugs." I said playfully. I swear I heard him chuckle.