Disclaimer: Guess what... my names not James Patterson! Anything you recognize I don't claim.
A/N: I don't want to disappoint anyone with this story therefore let me get this straight now. The title of the story is My New Life (hopefully you noticed) if you read the summary you would already know this is not all romance. Of course there is some romance, Fax and others that I'm not sure of yet but the whole point of the story is not romance!
Max POV
Fangs car was exactly how I anticipated it to be, black. The car was pretty impressive on the inside and felt real nice. As soon as the car started the air conditioner begin to exhale; I brought my face closer to where the cool air was blowing, resisting the urge to just rest my face against it. The sun could burn toast out there it had to be about more then 89 degrees; who knew Atlanta could get so hot!
When I began to feel a little cooler I realized just how uncontaminated this car really was. It smelled wonderful like simmering allspice on the stove; the carpet on the ground looked like no one ever stepped on, it's leather seats didn't even have a scratch.
It was hard to accept the fact that he had two toddlers. A little hope flooded into me like it was all just some horrible joke but a peek in at the back seats confirmed the truth, two booster seats sat on either end of the car still waiting for their rightful occupants and my heart sank a little, this is going to be a long day.
"Is your car always this clean?" I asked hoping to spark up some kind of conversation.
"No. Well not really it doesn't always smell like this or really that clean on the outside." I could hear the smile in his voice although his face was turned away from me.
We drove on saying nothing the radio playing in the background softly. During the drive I started to notice different things about Fang. Like how he was dressed and what kind of car he drove. These things had to be expensive right? So where was he getting his money from? I checked the one last thing that gave away how much money everyone had... the gas tank and guess what? It was full!
"Do you work?" I asked calmly trying not to give anything away.
"Yeah." Was all he said. Stupid Fang and his one word answers!
"Where do you work?" I asked my patients starting to run low.
"My job."
"Fang!"
"What you asked where I work right? I work as in interior designer self employed."
"How did you learn to do that."
"School."
Man I feel stupid. I was about to ask him what happened to him when the car suddenly stop. I looked up and saw we had arrived at the pre-school.
"Were here. You ready to go in?"
"Yeah." I said more confident then I actually was.
We made are way to the front of the building with the name Lil' Rascals in red letters. The building was clearly designed for children; on the walls the painting on the walls gave an illusion that you were in the middle of the ocean there were different sea animals like fishes and starfish but there was also cartoon stuff to like SpongeBob, Memo and the little mermaid.
"Good afternoon sir." One of the ladies at the front desk said to Fang. She was wearing a red shirt with Lil' Rascals counselor at the top I looked at her name tag and it said Lissa.
Fang signed his name on the pick-up sheet but he didn't sign Fang he signed Nathan Alexander.
"Nathan Alexander?" I questioned. He shrugged meaning later.
The counselor, Lissa went through the doors behind the desk I'm guessing is where the classrooms are. She came out with two little girls; they looked about three about to turn four or just turned four. The girls looked like a perfect replica of each other the only thing that kept them distinguished was the clothes they were wearing. They both wore uniform but one was dressed in red shirt and black pants and shoes and the other a sky blue shirt with khaki pants and white shoes. After the clothes it was all the same; They had the same dark brown eyes, the same olive skin although theirs was a little darker then Fangs and both had black hair that was tied in a ponytail that reached almost to their shoulders.
"Daddy!" The blue shirt one screamed and ran over to hug Fang who hand bent down so she could reach his neck. The other one didn't scream or run but walked over and hugged him to. I felt like an intruder in the little family reunion.
"Bye ms.Lissa!"
"Bye ms. Lissa!"
"Bye guys be good!"
"We are NOT boys!" The blue shirt laughed.
"Sorry I mean bye girls!" She waved at them and we walked out the door.
When we were outside the girls finally realized I was there.
"Hey! I saw you on TV!" The blue shirt one shouted pointing at me.
"Ana it's not good to point. Ana, Tyree this is Max. Max this is Ana short for Anastasia..." He said pointing at the blue shirt one now I know whose name is Ana. "and this is is Tilden nicknamed Tyree."
"Your Max! you can fly! My dad can fly too he has the bird stuff there the color blue!" Ana shouted.
"Blue?" I asked confused.
"Black Ana Black. Blue and black are not the same thing what your wearing is the color blue my wings are black." Fang explained patiently.
"I know that!"
"Sure you did." Fang said sarcastically.
"I did! I did! Didn't I know Tyree?" She said turning to her sister who has been so quiet I almost forgot she was there.
"No." She answered back.
We reached the car and Fang pushed a button to make the car doors unlock.
"Hey Max can I have a second." Fang asked.
"Sure." And I got into the car and shut the door. I wondered what he was talking to them.
Fang POV
I waited for Max to shut the door and then took the girls away from the car to the other side of the parking lot. I wasn't taking any chances of Max hearing or knowing anything it was to soon.
"Girls Max is going to be here for a little while okay and while she is hear I don't want you doing any tricks okay."
They nodded and I continued.
"Ana if you want something just ask someone to get it for you because Max is not used to seeing things flying up across the room."
"I can't use my tricks?" She complained.
"Not while Max is here or anyone for that fact."
"Okay." She said sadly.
"Tyree..." I took a deep breath "Tyree I want you to try your best not to shield obvious stuff. That means you can't stop people from touching you or talking to you or seeing you or your sister." I added quickly.
"But daddy what about my brain? I can't stop shielding that."
"I know you can't sweetie but just don't shield stuff that you do not have to. Alright are we ready to go back?"
"Yes." They said at the same time and we headed back to the car where Max was waiting.
Max POV
Except the fact that they looked the same the girls were actually really different from each other; one talked non stop and the other stared out the window. The one named Ana reminded me of a little Nudge just blah, bah blah. She had to ask me about a hundred of questions.
"Why are you on the TV?" She asked.
"because people want me to. I saved the world no biggie."
"What's your name?"
"Maximum Ride."
"No it's not! Your name is Max!"
"Then why did you ask me if you already knew?"
"What's is your fav color?"
"My favorite?"
"Ooo! I like that color."
I looked over at Fang are eyes met.
"How do you handle her?" I laughed.
"Daddy can you put the radio up?" Asked the one named Tyree I had thought she fallen asleep.
A song was singing it sounded relaxing:
mobbin to the music this is how we do it(all night)
Breezin down the freeway just me and my baby(in our ride)
Just me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to this..Aston Martin Music Music
I felt like falling asleep. I woke up so early this morning now I'm in a car with AC and comfortable seats and music I dozed off. The last thing I heard was part of the song:
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I cant let it go
Whether thats right I will never know(ugh well here goes nothin)
I woke up a couple of minutes later. I yawned and stretched a little.
"dosed off there." Fang said.
"Were still not there yet?"
"They go to school closer to my workplace then home were almost there."
I turned to the back seats both of the girls were sleeping. I came to realize that this might not be as bad as I thought it would be I could get used to this.
"Where is their mother?"
"We have time for all of that but not now."
The car stopped and we pulled up to a two story modern fashioned house.
Please leave a review on my writing and what you think should happen or any of your opinions. Any beta offers just PM me. In case your wondering the name of the song is the name of the song is Aston Martin Music by Drake ft. Rick Ross and Chrisette Michelle