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Hi guys! I'm back from the dead! Not literally but you know what I mean. So, I've been having these mass writers block for both of my stories and its really annoying because I read all my reviews I get from all you lovely people and I swear I literally tear my hair out of my head in frustration after sitting at my laptop, staring at an empty page.
I'm writing this story for you guys while my hand is all swollen. I got a cat last week for my kinda-half birthday present and it's not use to me or anyone in the house, well apart from my other cat. And well, my STUPID grandad tried to pick her up from inside my drawer, where she likes to hide, but she started hissing and clawing at him.
So he goes and thinks in a split second, that it's a great idea to chuck her too me. The things is, that cat hates me more than anything in the world, so she decides to take a swipe at my hand and bites my index finger-which was a bit close to her mouth- and I swear when she took her teeth out, it nearly went through the bone! And it hurts like f*ck! I expect many reviews on this- bad or good, I don't care!
But anyways, ENJOY!
Chapter Six: Discovery?
"So what are we going to do now?" JJ asked, after all of us settled down from laughing so hard.
"I have no idea," I said and walked over to my hospital bed and sat down.
"I can't believe Jeb and Valencia is going on a holiday for four months at a time like this!" Nudge said, shaking her head in disappointment.
"I can't believe that they're going to send me to rehab! Rehab!" I exclaimed angrily.
What kind of parent would do that?
"You're not going to rehab." Iggy said in determination. I smiled sadly at him.
"Thanks Iggs."
"We need to come up with a plan," Angel said simply and I snorted.
"Easier said than done."
"Maybe. Or maybe not." Nudge said and when we all looked at her, she smiled mischievously.
"Explain," I demanded and she stood up.
"They said that you're going to rehab." she said walking towards me.
"Yeahhhhhh," I said slowly, watching her.
I could imagine hearing the whirring of the cogs in her brain moving as she thought.
"But you can't go there unless you have an addiction or something."
"I know that," I nodded, urging her on towards her point.
"But you don't have any." Nudge said, her shoes tapping against the cold, hard floor top.
"Uh huh," I mumbled staring her down while she muttered coherently.
"But they say you do,"
"Nudge! Just get to the bloody point before we murder you!" Iggy burst out.
She stopped pacing and fixed him with her best death glare. "Fine," she huffed and crossed her arms and looked at me.
I shook my head and widened my eyes at her, showing tht I was waiting and that I had no idea.
"Technically, you don't have to go to rehab because they can't make the decisions for you. You're the one who was taking the 'drugs'" she bent her fingers to quote the words, "but if you say that you don't take drugs then you don't need to go to rehab." she looked at me expectantly, waiting for my reaction.
I sighed and put my head in my hands. "It won't work Nudge. I'm not eighteen yet, so I not an adult and Jeb is my parent and what he says goes. Unless I'm an adult, I have no say what so ever in any of Jebs decisions, because he's my legal guardian." my voice came out muffled.
"Which sucks royally," Gazzy put in and I nodded sadly, agreeing with him.
There was silence and it sounded like defeat. Loud, and sad.
"Well, there's only one thing to it," Ella said getting up from her chair that she was resting comfortably in.
I raised my head and looked at her expectantly.
She smiled at me. "We need to solve this drug mystery before Jeb and Valencia leave to go on their stupid cruise."
I groaned. "There's a flaw in that."
"What?" Ella asked.
"There's no place to begin in." I answered and her face fell.
"Well maybe there is," Angel spoke up quietly and I turned to look at her, while getting off the bed.
"Recount the whole day to us. Tell us everything you did, all the enemies you made and then we'll figure something out of that."
I rubbed my forehead in frustration. As if that's going to help! I made plenty of enemies that day. Just not that everyone knows about.
"Seriously? What makes you think I made any enemies?" I asked her and she just smiled knowingly but it was Iggy who answered.
"Come on sis? Your Maximum Ride. The Maximum Ride. Great Maximum Ride. The Almighty of all the Almighties. You have to be kidding us if you say that you hadn't made any enemies that day."
I snorted. "I'm grateful for the praise you gave me but how does me being 'The Maximum Ride' prove that I make any enemies every day?"
"Because everybody envies you." Iggy said simply and I stared at him
"Care to elaborate?"
Gazzy sighed loudly at my stupidity but it rolled off of me like a gust of wind.
"Because," Iggy said slowly with exaggerated patience, "You're so perfect and everyone hates that you have the best of everything. That you don't have to try to get what you want."
"But I do." I said stupidly. I wasn't getting what he was talking about and it was reflecting in my words.
"No. You don't." Iggy sighed in exasperation. "How can I say this to a person that has an IQ of five?" he muttered loudly, running his hand through his strawberry blonde hair.
"People are just jealous because of your personality?" JJ added helpfully and he nodded gratefully.
"Yeah that's it. Your pretty, well-liked-"
"You mean well-licked?" Ella muttered under breath and I snapped my gaze onto her.
"What's that mean?' I demanded and she quelled under my glare.
"N-nothing." she squeaked and I didn't look away.
"It means you always have a boyfriend. No matter what." she explained in a small, childish voice and I looked at her in disbelief.
"What?" I couldn't believe my ears.
"You're never without a boyfriend. You always have them hanging off your arms and you don't even notice them until you lose one." she said, her voice getting stronger in every word.
"You see what I mean?" Iggy interrupted quickly, before it could turn into a fight. "People are jealous. Because of boys," he jerked his arm towards Ella, who I still hadn't quit giving the death glare to, "and because your funny and smart. Definitely smart." he nodded to emphasize 'smart'.
I snorted. "So says the boy who just said I have an IQ of five."
Iggy rolled his eyes and continued on. "So if you put all of those together, then you're bound to be making enemies left right and centre."
I tilted my head to the side, and considered the option. Of course it could be true. On one hand, I did have a lot of enemies at school, because I did have it all, and coming for me. But on the other hand, I also had lot friends, mainly because I was just so easy to be around. Sometimes.
I jutted out my bottom lip and nodded in agreement with Iggy. "True. I guess that could be one of the reasons why I could have been drugged."
"You mean the only reason?" JJ said and I shrugged.
"I guess."
"So," Nudge said, walking over to me and sitting down on the bed. She patted the surface next to her as in invitation to sit next to her, "Start talking."
I looked at her and sighed. I placed my hands behind myself and pushed myself onto the bed smoothly. And then I started talking.
The start of the day was boring. So boring in fact that it's not worth repeating what I said in case everyone falls asleep and never wakes up.
I recounted the exploding dad part with Sam and the break-up.
The time when Valencia announced her arrival in a very surprising way.
Everyone sniggered a bit when I told them about Iggy having to do Gazzy's washing that consisted of underwear.
Gazzy turned bright red and I grinned impishly at him. "Yes Gazzy, your washing is everyone's worst nightmare."
He scoffed, "It's not that bad."
I raised my eyebrows in mock shock, "Seriously? You want to argue about it?"
"So what happened after that?" Nudge interrupted.
I looked at her. "Nothing. You guys came, we had dinner. Iggs planted the bomb and it went off. We got sent off to bed and then I came downstairs and attacked Valencia-"
"-Which was epic, I must say," Gazzy said grinning.
"Wait. You attacked Valencia?" JJ asked, surprised written all over her face as she looked at me with some new kind of awe and respect.
"Uh huh." Iggy answered for me, nodding and grinning proudly.
I rolled my eyes and smiled at him. "It wasn't one of my finer points but it did the trick."
"So basically after that you went back upstairs, Iggy was being a total douche -A/N haha my uncles name is mark doucher and I call him uncle douche lol!- to you and then you fell onto your bed and fell asleep." Ella finished for me and I nodded in agreement.
"Yeah. That's basically it."
Iggy scowled at being called a douche bag but no one really was paying attention to him.
"I hate this! I don't know anything on how this can solve the problem!" Gazzy growled in frustration and I snorted.
"Well, it's not easy to solve as if it's like a drug being slipped in her food at dinnertime." Nudge said sarcastically.
Everyone froze, and I turned to look at her with wide eyes.
"That's it! Your amazing Nudge!" I said, excitement coursing through my veins.
"Huh? What's it?" Nudge said looking at me, confused.
"Valencia cooked dinner the last time you ate!" Angel said, as if that explained it to Nudge.
"Come again?" Nudge said, and I groaned in annoyance.
"For someone who said it, you sure don't get what it means."
...She glared at me and crossed her arms. "Well, it was just sarcastic thought that I said to Gazzy because he was being a mong!"
I stifled a laugh at 'mong' and turned to Ella. "So do you think that could be it?"
She looked thoughtful and tilted her head up on its side, as if she was thinking it through. "Maybe. Did you eat anything though?"
My face fell and I sighed. "Goddamit! No! I got sent up before I could even give the food a second glance."
"That's because of my genius bomb and your genius idea." Iggy pointed out and I scowled at him.
"Yeah, because of that."
My chances of escaping going to rehab were getting slimmer by the minute and mood kept on falling down with every doomed second.
Everyone was silent for a couple of minutes. I glanced around quickly to see if anyone else was as stumped as I was, and I saw that they were all looking at the ground, concentrating on the problem at hand.
I started thinking deeply, searching for any possible clues that could lead me to a victory but all I got was a big, fat, nothing. It was as if my brain couldn't conjure up anything smart or pick out the measly, tiny, memories that could help me in any lttle way.
I sighed and everyone snapped their heads up to look at me. I shrugged and and hopped off the bed for like, the fifth time in less than three hours.
"Sorry guys, but even if I'm the victim, i have no idea what could've happened." I said and ran my hand through my hair in a frustrated manner.
"Maybe we're not looking in the right places." Ella said, checking her watch, "Its nearly time for us to go."
"Were you going?" I asked, looking around at the 'team.'
"Gazzy and Iggy have football practice. You know, for the game on the weekend?"
"..."
"Max," Ella sighed, "Don't tell me you forgot it."
"Sorry guys," I apologised sheepishly to Gaz-Monster and Igster, "I guess I've been to stressed out about the whole drug thing to think about other stuff."
"Its alright." Iggy said and Gazzy nodded smiling, "We know-" he cast a dark glance at Ella- "That you're busy tryong solve your...PROBLEMS and that its too hard to try and juggle social life with it right now."
"Thanks guys," I smiled weakly, trying to igtnore the 'PROBLEMS' part.
"So we're all done with everything here? Good becuse we're goin to be late and I don't thnk you want another scream sesh with Coach Brennan. I'll come back after I drop the ferals off okay?" Ella said standing up and ushering them out of the room.
"Yep. Cool. Have fun guys and don't piss off Coach Brennan TOO much. Give him a smart-ass comment for me. AND MAKE IT EPIC!" I called to their retreating backs and gave Ella a smile and wave.
She smiled thinly back to me and turned and hurried away after them, while digging her keys out from in her pocket.
I smiled fondly as she walked down the corridor and turned back to look at Nudge, Angel and JJ sitting aroubd all awkward like.
"Aren't you guys, like, suppose to go with them?" I asked Nudge and Angel and they silently shook their heads.
"Okay-y then. " I said and leant against the wall I was standing next to.
I don't think anyone breathed fr the space of three minutes, because it was awfully quiet before I finally spoke up.
"So Angel...What do you think of Gazzy?" I asked and she shrugged.
"I don't know."
"You don't know? What kind of answer is that?" I said and she shrugged again.
"he seems cool. Just another guy, I s'pose."
I stared at her with a completely fake shocked expression showing on my face. "JUST ANOTHER GUY!" I repeated.
So she was right, he was just another guy. No one special but still, she could at least give some sort of *
Nugde snorted. "c'mon max, stop playing Cupid. Your completely gay at it. Your not even doing it right!"
I made an ignant sound and crossed my arms. "who said I was trying to play Cupid? And I actually do play a pretty good Cupid thank you very much!"
"actually, max, you aren't an ideal Cupid. Sorry but it's just not yor thing." jj said sympathetically and I placed my hand over my heart.
"that hurt JJ. Seriously, your suppose to be on my side here, not hers!" I pointed at nudge and she stuck her hands up in surrender.
"Hey! I'm sorry!" she squealed in a apologetic voice. "don't kill me!"
I snorted. "what's that suppose to mean?"
"uh...nothing?" nudge said confused.
"hmmmmm." I narrowed my eyes at her and she smiled sweetly back.
"Im hungry!" Angel announced suddenly and got up from the chair that she was sitting in.
"that's good to know," I replied absently, looking up at the pristine white ceiling thinking again.
I know. I know. I'm thinking a lot.
My brain hurts too.
Never has it ever had to think this much in my life.