Konichiwa my fellow readers! Sorry I haven't posted any chapters in a couple of days, more like a month. Been busy with the family. Well, I hope you like the eleventh chapter of 'Maximum Ride: Trust'. Enjoy!
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Five days later
" . . . Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty! Ready or not! Hear I come!" Angel yelled, moving her hands away from her light blue eyes and started running across the living room, looking behind the tan couch. "Aha! I found you!" she screamed happily.
Michael groaned, crawling from behind the couch. "That's not fair! You cheated!" he complained.
Angel smiled sweetly and helped Michael to his feet. "Come on, I have a feeling Tiffany-Krystal and Katie are hiding in the dining room closet," she told him.
"How do you know?" Michael asked.
Angel paused for a moment and looked at me over her shoulder. I gave her a look that told her to come up with something. She nodded and then turned back to Michael. "Um, woman's intuition."
Michael looked at her with a confused look on his Mexican-skinned face until he shrugged his shoulders and walked into the hallway, Angel running behind him.
I laughed and so did Jane as we watched the little kids run out of the room.
"Well, it looks like Angel is feeling much better," Jane said, looking at me.
I nodded, getting up from the chair I was sitting on. "Well, I guess we'll be leaving tonight."
Jane got up from her seat. "Oh, please. It would be a great honor if you'd stay one more night with us. And besides, I feel terribly awful that I haven't found you guys a home yet. Please stay one more night," she begged.
"Oh, no," I told her kindly. "you don't have to do that. We do fairly well on our own. We don't want to be a burden by staying another day. We've already been staying here for five days." I held up five fingers, or my whole right hand, to show her.
"Oh, what's another day going to do? Please, I insist," Jane told me.
I looked at her, her dark brown eyes sparkling as she gave me a small smile. Boy, even when her smiles were small, her eyes still sparkled luminously. They were like Angel's Bambi eyes, and it was practically impossible to say no to the Bambi eyes.
"Well, I guess we can stay for one more night," I told her. Jane gave me a smile and wrapped her arms around me in a thankful hug.
"Well, I guess I'll go make dinner. Do you guys like lasagna?" Jane asked?
"Um, sure," I nodded, pretending I knew what lasagna was.
"Good. Well, tell your family that dinner will be ready in about an hour and a half or so. Okay?" she asked, heading towards the kitchen.
I nodded my head and watched as Jane left the room. Crap. I hope Miles won't be angry about us staying one more night. If Angel hadn't gotten sick, we would've been at the School by now. But it's not her fault. It's no ones fault. I just hope Miles understands that.
Just then, the front door opened and laughter was heard throughout the living room. I saw Iggy and Jesse walking out the door.
"Oh, Jeff, that was so much fun! I had no idea you were so good at DDR," Jesse said with laughter still in her voice.
Iggy shrugged his shoulders. "I couldn't have won if you hadn't told me what arrows to step on," he told her.
Jesse gave him a small smile as her face flushed slightly when she saw the smile Iggy was giving her. "Well, I guess I'll go see if my mom is cooking yet and help her out."
"Mind if I help you out also?" he asked.
Jesse looked at him as if he were crazy.
"Don't be fooled Jess," I told her, noticing the look on her face. "Jeff may be blind, but he's the only one in our family who knows how to cook."
Jesse looked surprised and turned to Iggy. "Alright, follow me to the kitchen," she said, grabbing hold of Iggy's hand and walking him to the kitchen. I smiled, walking towards Iggy before he went into the kitchen and whispered something to him.
"Aren't you the ladies man?" I teased and he gave me a death glare.
You should be grateful young Maximum. At least she's not hitting on Miles anymore.
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I lay in bed, my hands behind my head, staring up at the ceiling. It was late, but I could still taste my dinner. Note to self: Ask Jane to teach Iggy how to make lasagna.
Man that was some good lasagna. I'll admit, when I first saw what it looked like, I thought I wasn't going to really like it since it looked like smooshed up pizza with really long spaghetti noodles on top. But man, when I took a bite out of that stuff, I couldn't get enough of it. I think I had at least two big servings of it. I would've had three, but the stupid boys got to it before I did. Curse guys and there, "growing-boy-appetite's", as Jane called it when she was serving Gasman his second helping. (Sigh), what're ya gonna do.
I gave out a tired yawn. I felt like slapping myself. This was the fifth time I yawned like I was exhausted, but I just couldn't fall asleep! Stupid insomnia. I wonder what time it is anyway.
I shifted to the right of the pull-up mattress I was lying on and looked up at the red digital clock that was set on top of the clothes drawer right next to me. In bright red letters shown, 12:00 midnight.
I felt like screaming. I've been trying to go to sleep for about an hour and a half but all I've been doing was yawning and thinking to myself. (Sigh) Life is so cruel sometimes.
I turned over to Kat and Nudge, who were sound asleep. Again, how could those two sleep so soundly? Maybe it's because they're young and need there naps.
I shrugged my shoulders. "Who knows?"
As I was about to slam my head against my soft pillow, hoping that that would knock me out 'til morning, I heard a muffled cry come from one of the girls. I opened my eyes and saw Kat squirming in her sleep. Was she having a bad dream?
"Miles!" she cried.
Suddenly, her bleak, black eyes shot open with a loud gasp. She squirmed against her mattress and shot up to a sitting position, her gaze at the white painted door. Her breathing was heavy and she had a look that showed much fear and concern.
"Kat?" I whispered, trying to get her attention. She didn't move. She was like a statue, except she was panting. I tried getting her attention again. Maybe she had a nightmare and her mind was off somewhere. "Kat." I reached my hand to touch her shoulder.
Her head then quickly turned to me, scaring the crap out of me when she moved so fast.
"Max!" she yelled, but in a small whisper.
"What's wrong, Kat?" I asked her, my voice quiet and reassuring. "Did you have a bad dream?"
She was quiet for about five seconds, her eyes shifting towards the doorway and then back to me. "Did you hear that?" she asked.
I turned towards the doorway where she was looking before. The room was quiet as I listened intently, but couldn't hear anything at all.
I looked back to Kat as if she were crazy, but of course, didn't tell her that. "Hear what?" I asked.
Kat was quiet for about three seconds until she jumped as if someone just shoved ice down her shirt. She then quickly turned to Nudge and violently shook her awake.
Nudge yawned tiredly, her body slowly lifting up to a sitting position.
"W'as matter, Kat?" she asked sleepily, her eyes still closed.
Kat quickly put her right finger to her lips and her left finger to Nudge's lips, shushing her as if she were furious. "Listen," she instructed, moving away from Nudge to the front end of her mattress. She outstretched her neck, closer to the doorway and turned her head to the side, so her right ear was facing the door.
Inside, I cracked a smile. She looked so much like a cat in that pose.
That's when it struck me. Maybe what she's hearing is her cat senses. Cat's have intense hearing, don't they? So maybe Kat is listening to something Nudge and I can't hear. Question is what?
Nudge huffed as if becoming impatient and uncomfortable with all the silence. "What's going on, Kat? I don't hear anything," she told her.
Kat didn't say anything and was quiet once again. This angered Nudge, and just when she was about to tap on her shoulder, Kat gasped loudly, her hands covering her mouth and her dark eyes growing wide with fear.
"What happened?" I asked her. "What did you hear?"
Kat quickly turned towards me, her mouth open and her breathing becoming heavy once more. "Miles is in trouble! I heard it! Someone's going to kill him!"
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Well, I hope you guys liked that chapter. Again, I apologize I haven't posted in a while. Oh, yeah! Before I forget, today's my B-day, so as a present, you guys can give me reviews! (Laugh) Anyway, I hope to post another chapter soon. Peace!