Chapter 7
I no own now on with the story
Lissa P.O.V.
I was at home redoing my makeup, so that I could go get this totes awesome mini dress, when I got a call from the police. "What Fangy?" I was smiling. "I'll be right over."
I jumped into my pink convertible, and raced to the hospital. I saw a group of 6 people in the waiting room. Was that... It couldn't be! Max, and her group of outcasts. But she looked...good! Better than me! I re-applied my lipstick but on the inside I was screaming.
"Mrs. Wright?" A doctor asked
"That's me."
Max's group looked up. They all glared at me. Even the dumb blonde. Intimidating. I flipped my hair over my shoulder, and followed the doctor. I wasn't gonna let some dumb group of girls who didn't even wear mini skirts bother me. I walked into Fang's room...
Angel P.O.V.
We were all waiting in the waiting room, when I sensed another presence. Lissa. I turned my attention back to the Flock.
"So, Iggy, Ella, and I were eating ice cream, and this guy who looked like Sam walked by! I think that it was Sam, I hate Sam! And I hate haters, but I love cupcakes! Cupcakes are awesome like bunnies, and the singer Maxine Martinez! OMG! I love her songs1 Ad her voice, and mmph!"
"Thanks Iggy." We all chorused.
But I noticed, at the mention of Maxine Martinez, Max had...her face had gone weird.
"Max, are you okay?"
"Umm...can I tell you guys-"
"And girls" Nudge cut in.
"Can I tell you all something?"
"Sure Max! You can trust us!" Said Gazzy.
"Not with bombs." Ella muttered.
"True" The pyromaniacs said.
"I'm..."
"What Max?"
"I'm...Maxine Martinez"
"WHAT?"
"Look at me. Look at her. Look at our names."
"Can I have your autograph? OMG! The girls at work will never believe this! OMG! I'm soo-"
She was cut off again. But this time by a doctor.
"Mrs. Wright?"
I looked at Lissa.
"That's me."
We all glared at her. The fear was just radiating off of her. I laughed silently, as I saw Max begin her level 4 death glare. Fear, and anger flashed through Lissa's eyes, then she flipped her hair and walked away.
"Why don't we just leave? No one's going to notice us anyways." I said.
"Good idea, All in favor?"
Everyone's hand went up.
We left, Iggy flipping his 'long' hair on the way out.
