Twilightacademy: Hey Guys, I'm glad you like it and thanks for the reviews, I'll try keep up the standards but I'm so tired...but I really wanted to update, so-
[Knock on door]
Sorry guys I'll be back in a sec,
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Iggy:*ragged breathing*...I....made....it
Twilightacademy: Get off my computer...I'm writing....wait, how did you get into my house?
Iggy:*smiles evilly* I have my ways...
Twilightacademy: That's just...creepy O.O, you're lucky I like you, anyway guys here's my story...Hope you like it and Please review...Even if you don't like it :D x
Iggy:....What she said!
Disclaimer:
Twilightacademy: I don't own Iggy (he owns himself) or the Max Ride series By James Patterson....YET, I'm working on it...come on Iggy!
Iggy: Where we going?
Twilightacademy: To get the rights of Max Ride...duh!
Iggy: OH, Yeah...how could I not have known that....!!!
Twilightacademy: Hey, don't be sarcastic....Are you coming or not!?!?
Iggy:*sighs* Yeah, Yeah, I'm coming woman! You can't even drive!
Twilightacademy: So...I learn on the way! Anyway, guys enjoy the chapter*^^*
Iggy...... Day 4
Subject: MAX!
Okay let's look at our current situation shall we,
Situation: Being chased by a angry, highly hormonal girl...with wings
Condition: Stable...but that can change very quickly
Task:....TO GET AWAY...what kind of stupid survey is this anyway,
Goal: To see next birthday...you know what I mean!
Options:
Get killed my winged hormonal girl
Kill winged hormonal girl
Move to a different state
Go back(That's not really a option right now)
Suicide(see above)
GO to GAZZY
Okay, not great options, I'll admit that. And not very realistic either...
I mean, I can't kill Max...Fang would kill me.
I can't get to a different state because....I don't know where the nearest state is!
Suicide is way too much of an effort...besides what am I going to do, cut myself with a spare feather! No thanks; I'll leave the Emo stuff to Fang.
So...Gazzy it is.............God, I'm going to die!
Anyway, I eventually got to his bedroom door, and turned the handle...it was locked. Okay, I was breathing very heavy now, hyperventilating would be an accurate word, considering I have lungs AND air shacks. I thumped the door, and no one came...yeah I could picture Max finding me, so close, yet so far away from freedom, and I would say,
"Look, I'm sorry...can you ever forgive me?" In a dramatic, theatrical voice. And she would look sorrowful at me then say,
"NO WAY!"...cue funeral.
I was contemplating funeral arrangements when I heard Max coming...and I thought, Screw this!
I repeatedly banged Gazzy's door shouting my head off,
"GAZZY OPEN THE DOOR NOW OR I SWEAR TO GOOD, I'LL...I'LL DO SOMWHITNG!" Suddenly I heard the locks of the door open, (yes people, he had locks on the bedroom door...padlocks...he had 7 PADLOCKS on his BEDROOM door, I mean come on!) and there in the doorway Gazzy replied sleepily,
"Iggy...what the hell-" I pushed past him and hurriedly closed all the locks...not that would stop Max, like she's saving the world and all. If she couldnt get pashed 7 padlocks...well...we're all screwed, nice knowing ya.
"Iggy its 3...in the MORNING! Like what the hell-"He lied down on his bed. I sat down too.
"Gaz, Max is going to kill me...do not go a sleep, you have to help me!" The desperation in my voice was embarrassing, as I pulled him up and I could practically feel the smile on Gazzy's face.
"What did you do this time?" He said sitting up and taking a can of soda (A/N:*^^* that sounds so American*^^*) out of his mini fridge (where the hell did he get a mini fridge!), he gave me a can and took a drink out of his own. I had to tell him...it really wasn't a big deal, right?
"...I kissed...Well, i nearly did...i nearly kissed Nudge!" I rushed the last bit but I'm sure Gaz heard, since he spit half of his drink out.
"You kissed Nudge!"
"Nearly" I had to stress that point...like i didn't even get a chance to...even though i was getting killed for it anyway.
"Like Nudge, Nudge....Like our Nudge!" His voice sounded shocked and surprised, but not angry and I was good till that emotion started but Gaz was a easy guy...I just had to hope he was okay with this...I need a team Iggy member in my corner(other than you guys, who can only read my misfortunes).
It kind of sounds like a boxing match, I can picture it and everything, the referee shouting,
"In this corner, weighing 81 pounds.....Maaaaaaaaaax 'save the world' Ride
And in this corner weighing 90 pounds.....Iggggggggy 'Should have gone to specsavers' Ride.
But back to the pressing matter...what did he mean our Nudge.
"NO the Nudge who lives on the yellow brick road!" I almost shouted.
"Really?" He sounded curious. This was NOT the night I needed him to act like a 9 year old!
"OF COURSE OUR NUDGE WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT, NUDGE ISNT A VERY COMMON NAME!"
"Okay, jeez, sorry...but Nudge....weird...but anyway, Max is more of an issue right now isn't it" Thank god, now this is the Gazzy i know...always thinking ahead...planning schemes... "So...what are you going to do, Max is going to kill you" He started laughing...LAUGHING...because I was about to die at the angry, hormonal girl's hands. I stood up and looked around the room (bad wayof putting it) lets rephrase that... and paced the room angrily. What could I do...wait I was in Gazzy's room,
"Gaz, have you got any bombs?' I asked with a shred of hope in my voice.
"Yeah...Wait, what are you going to do...blow Max up?" he asked it seriously but coming from a 9 year old, it just sounded funny...but I heard Max coming down the hall now, no time for jokes people back to business.
"NO of course not....might leave that for plan B though...good to have backups" I could tell he nodded. Seated on the bed he said,
"Good, I like Max...plus, you'd be like a terriost or something by blowing her up, not a good look for us, you know"
"Yeah, maybe...Hey, maybe I could strap a bomb to myself and tell her if she comes near me I'll detonate it" I had a feeling I was on to something, Gazzy had other ideas,
"But if you blow yourself up, wouldn't you be doing her a favour, like she wants to kill you, so you'll be doing the hard work for her...plus, you'll be a suicidal bomber if you blow up everything in range..." I had to admit the boy ha d a point...but my mind went blank when I heard the door be kicked down, and Max's voice saying with a smirk,
"There you are Iggy I was looking everywhere for you"
Shit!
Anyway, stay tuned because Max isn't a very happy flock leader and I'm not a very happy flock member. This cant end well, but I'm sure you knew that already,...remember to pray for me people, because I need to NOT die until I get a girlfriend, because man cannot live my Fang's descriptions alone, See you on the other side,
-Iggy
A/N:
Twilightacademy: Sorry guys, It's not nearly as good as last time's, actually I might edit it if you's think it's bad, but I didn't know how to continue, so I made it up along the way...
Iggy: So basically, you got lazy, and gave these lovely people crap!
Twilightacademy: NO I DID NOT-
Iggy: KEEP YOU EYES ON THE ROAD!
Twilightacademy: Anyway, guys I'll try get back as soon as, okay, I hope you at least liked my chapter just a little bit*^^*...in future I'll try to do better, promise *^^*
Iggy: You know I'd feel a lot better if you didn't drive and type, you know, AT THE SAME TIME!
Twilightacademy: ARE YOU SAYING I"M A BAD DRIVER-!
IGGY: THE ROAD, WOMAN!
Twilightacademy: Sorry...anyway, see you later guys x