IGGY POV:
"Morning sweetie!" My mom beamed at me, setting down an usually large plate of scrambled eggs, and sausage at my spot on the table. I raised an eyebrow.
"Morning, Mom... what's all the food for?" I asked, sitting down at the table.
"You made some friends! It's a celebration," she smiled, handing me a 5 dollar bill. For lunch, probably.
"Okay... can you afford to do this?" I asked tentatively and she frowned.
"Iggy, that's my business to worry about those kinds of things. Not yours," she replied firmly.
"But I want to! And it's not like it doesn't concern me!" I argued.
She sighed. "Iggy, I want... I want you to be happy. And not worry yourself with that kind of thing, when you're only in high school."
"Mom..." I sighed. I loved her, but... she treated me like I couldn't understand what happened. What the world was really like. When I knew it all too well.
"Just go to school. And tell me all about it tonight," she quickly changed the subject and practically shoved me out of the door, my empty plate still on the kitchen counter.
"Bye sweetie!" She smiled before I could get anything out, and closed the door on me.
I sighed and headed to the bus stop, already pulling out my earphones and hoping nobody bothered me. And for some reason, who knows why, the person who controls our world, God or whoever it is, decided to fuck with me.
"Iggy! How's your girlfriend? You know, I bet she's going to be real hurt when she finds out that you're gay!" Someone snickered, and I sighed. I always ignored it, but after meeting Snow...
"Actually, I'm not gay. And Snow and I are very happy together," I retorted and the guy's mouth dropped open.
"That felt awesome!" I laughed in my head. No wonder Snow liked to argue all the time.
"How much are you paying her to be your girlfriend, Griffiths?" Some girl asked, chewing lazily on her gum.
"Don't have any money. And if I did, I wouldn't waste it on getting a girlfriend," I replied impassively, and continued on my way. Unfortunately, girls were a lot more persistent than boys.
"I was being serious. I'd like to know," she glared at me, grabbing me by my left shirt sleeve and practically ripping it. It was worn, after all...
"I'm not for sale," I shot at her, and shook myself free.
"EWW! I don't want you, Iggy Griffiths!" She exclaimed in disgust.
"If you want Snow, I'm just going to walk away now..." I said softly before turning and getting on the bus, that had just arrived.
"UGH!" She complained again and I laughed. Screwing with people was super fun... I should do it more often!
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SNOW POV:
"Morning, Kate," I heard a steely voice above me.
I yawned, right in her face. "Ohioh!"
As I opened my tired eyes, I saw her ugly sneer. "What does 'Ohio' have to do with anything?"
"It means "Good morning" in Japanese," I explained, and she rolled her eyes.
"Who cares about Japanese? They're all short little douches obsessed with sushi and video games," My mother shook her head, and I wanted to slap her.
"Offensive stereotype," I stretched, "accidently" hitting her in the face.
"My bad," I said innocently as she glared at me.
"The reason I came into your room this morning, Kate..." My mother started, so of course, I had to interrupt.
"Is because Steven forgot to lock it?" I suggested.
"My apologies," Steven's voice came over the intercom. I held down the button to reply.
"It's okay, Steven," I smiled.
"Do your job!" My mother shrieked at him and he hung up.
"Anyway," she smoothed out her voice. "I'm picking your clothes today."
"Not a chance," I hissed. She would try and make me wear something... awful...
"You will or I'll send you to foster care!" She hissed.
"Bad for your reputation," I yawned, cleaning a fingernail. She sighed.
"Fine. Then I'll fire Steven," she threatened and I froze.
"That's hardly fair, miss-" Steven's voice started to come out again.
"I told you to do your job, you lazy asshole!" She yelled at him.
"Snow, be who you want to me, not what she wants you to be," Steven said quickly before hanging up again.
"So what'll it be, Snow?" My mother sneered as I sighed and looked at my feet.
"Fine. But fire Steven and I'll make your life as close to hell as I can," I threatened softly.
"Sweetie, just you in my life is hell. You were a mistake, I wanted an abortion but it wasn't good for the press... to know that. So you were born, and I thought maybe you could be my little princess, in dresses and such. But then you were... you," she said with distaste.
"Thanks for the speech, get on with the torture," I sighed, expecting her to pick out a dress, or a short skirt to torment me. Instead, she picked out something even worse.
"Put it on," she commanded and I grudgingly took the clothing. If you could call it that.
"Welcome to hell, just a few steps into this house will ruin you..." I began muttering a commercial I had made up when I was 8 as I went to my bathroom to change. That commercial... I called it, "Terrible but True. Welcome to Hell."
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IGGY POV:
I distinctly heard the sound of clacking as I walked into the building and turned to see... your funniest/scariest nightmare come to life.
It was just Gazzy. In a t-shirt, shorts, and high heels. And damn, those heels were tall.
"This sucks!" He moaned, clacking over to me. "This shoes are uncomfortable as hell!"
"I guess girls would do anything for fashion," I replied, trying really hard not to laugh. I'm not going to laugh, it was hard. Everyone was shooting him weird looks as they walked by, and Gazzy sighed heavily.
"I know you want to laugh, and it's embarrassing, but... I can't admit my feelings to Nudge!" Gazzy sighed, leaning against a locker, looking like he wanted to punch it.
"I know it's hard to tell your crush you like them, but... at least the high heels will be off, right?" I suggested and he shook his head.
"Nudge has a boyfriend already!" He blurted out and I gaped.
"NOW YOU TELL ME?!" I practically screamed. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT SNOW WILL SAY WHEN SHE FINDS OUT!?"
"My life is hell..." A familiar voice groaned and we turned to see... Snow?
She was wearing a tube top, a red one that came down to the middle of her stomach, and a black mini skirt that looked like it would flash someone every time she jumped.
"Snow?!" Gazzy and I exclaimed in confusion at the same time. There was also a little disgust in there.
"My mom forced me to wear it! If I didn't she would have fired our cook and general helper, Steven, and I really like him!" Snow explained herself.
"That's... terrible," I said, making fists. I really believed that her mom could use a nice punch.
"She forced you?!" Gazzy exclaimed in disbelief, getting angry.
"Relax your fists, and calm down, guys. It's fine... it's always been fine," Snow took in a shuddering breath and I instinctively wrapped my arms around her.
Hugging people is fine, it's nice. But when said friend is wearing nothing but a mini skirt and tube top...
For a few moments, we hugged, and then we both realized... I jumped away and she turned as red as her top. Gazzy watched with wide eyes.
"Umm... Nudge has a boyfriend. And it's not me," He changed the subject quickly.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!"
...
"Nope," I popped the 'p' as Snow looked as Gazzy incredulously.
"Well..." he muttered awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.
"And you wore the damn heels too..." Snow sighed. "Gazzy... how come Nudge never mentioned her boyfriend to me? She went on and on about everything else and we talked for like 15 minutes."
Gazzy shrugged. "I think... she's being forced to go out with him."
"By who?" I asked, my eyes widening as Snow's eyes narrowed.
"By him," Gazzy replied with a sigh. "Every time she thinks about breaking up with him, he goes on and on about how bad it would be for her, and him. How she's making the wrong decision. But he brings out the worse in her. I've never seen her truly happy with him, and she's always so happy and talkative with the Flock... she never talks when she's with Sloan."
"Sloan? That guy needs a good punch in the gut," Snow declared, cracking a knuckle.
"I don't know how things work where you're from Snow, but you can and will get in trouble if you beat up people," I reminded her and her face fell. It wasn't just disappointment, I saw... almost fear.
She frowned. "Well... fine. But we need to do something and make Gudge a thing!"
"Gudge?" Gazzy and I questioned at the same time.
She sighed heavily. "It's Nudge and Gazzy's ship name. Duh."
I rolled my eyes. "Seriously?"
"It's an amazing ship name and you know it!" She hissed at me, smacking me in the arm. Gazzy laughed.
"Thanks, but-" He was cut off by a deep voice.
"Zephyr," The voice intoned and we all turned to see a tall African guy with dreadlocks walking over. Sloan.
"Who's this guy?" Snow asked in annoyance and he focused his eyes on her. More specifically, her showy outfit.
"Sloan," Gazzy answered before anyone else could open their mouth. Sloan turned back to Gazzy when he spoke.
"I just want to say, nice heels," Sloan cackled before walking away, after winking at Snow. She shuddered.
When he had disappeared from sight completely, Gazzy looked down at his feet.
"Snow, can I take them off?" He asked softly, sounding genuinely upset.
"I keep my promises. And I thought you'd want to tell Nudge yourself," she replied absentmindedly.
"That asshole," I swore, glaring at where he had left. He had a reputation for being a "player", flirting with every girl he met. I had no idea he was dating Nudge, or that he was even possible of having a true relationship. Nudge, even though I didn't know her that well, was a sweet girl who deserved a lot better.
"Calm yourself, Iggles," Snow smiled a little at me.
"Don't call me Iggles," I reprimanded her and she laughed.
"Gazzy, Iggy and I are heading to homeroom, you should too, don't want to be late, okay?" Snow directed and Gazzy sighed.
"But Sloan's in my homeroom... and so is Nudge," Gazzy sighed.
I patted his shoulder, like a girl. "You'll get through it. Nudge is your best friend right, she'll probably want to wear those heels more than make fun of you for wearing them."
Gazzy laughed a little at that. "Guess you're right. See you guys later."
"Bye," Snow and I chorused.
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SNOW POV:
I may have seemed nice and calm on the outside, trying to laugh, calming my amazing cursing friend.
But on the inside?
I was screaming my head off, cursing everyone in sight, and mentally imagining myself killing Sloan.
But why should I tell anybody that?
As I dragged Iggy to where our lockers were, I was fuming, but replaced my expression with a small smile. For a moment, I dragged him in silence. But then...
"Snow, I know you're just as pissed as I am, maybe more. Don't bother hiding it."
"Damn you, reading my mind," I groaned at him and he laughed.
"Well, am I supposed to smile while Nudge's "boyfriend" is a total asshole who winks at other girls?! Winking at me?! No bitch, no," I shook my head in annoyance. Iggy cracked another smile.
"Why do you care so much?" He asked suddenly.
"Why shouldn't I care? Nudge is my friend," I retorted.
"But you just met her yesterday," Iggy pointed out.
"But... I feel a special connection to her. The rest of the Flock, and you, too. I don't know why... but it feels like I've known her for years. And I'm not about to let anyone I know and like have a shitty boyfriend like him," I declared.
Iggy nodded in understanding. "Is it weird that I feel the same way?"
"Incredibly," I retorted smoothly. "It sounds like you're saying that we're dating or something." I noticed that we had gotten to our lockers. I turned to it, and began putting in my combo, that for some reason I hadn't forgotten. (I have a really bad memory).
"I'm single," he said in a sing-song voice.
"I'm gonna slap you," I said in the same cheery voice.
"Fair enough," he replied in his normal voice as I laughed.
And that helped take my mind off Sludge, as I called it, for about 5 seconds.
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3rd Person POV:
Nudge was just sitting at her desk, when a familiar boy came up to her.
"Hey babe," the guy said in a failed sexy voice, and Nudge sighed.
"Sloan, I-"
"Stop talking, it's unattractive," he interrupted as Nudge sighed again.
"And don't sigh like you're upset. Because I'm here, and you can't be upset if I'm here," he smirked.
"Sloan, can we break up?" Nudge asked for the billionth time, talking fast so he couldn't interrupt her.
He looked surprised. Yeah right. "Hey babe, you can't break up with me. You're just making a rash decision, really think about it."
Nudge wasn't about to be fooled again. "I have thought about it, and-"
"Less talk," he reprimanded.
"Sloan, just leave me alone!" She yelled as Sloan leaned over the desk and grabbed her roughly, kissing her. Nudge was taken back and did nothing as he did so.
"I'm not going to leave you alone, because you're my girl, and you're always going to be that. That's all you are, got it?" He whispered roughly and Nudge nodded, a little scared.
"Good," he retorted and sat up straight. "See you after school." And he walked away to his seat on the other side of the room, already undressing another girl, her name was JJ, with his eyes as she looked over her homework from the previous day.
Just then, Gazzy walked in. Nudge's eyes immediately brightened a little as he walked over, but after noticing his shoe choice, well...
"Gazzy, what are you wearing?!" She whisper yelled. He turned red.
"It was a bet... with Snow. And I lost," he replied simply, sitting down at the desk next to hers. He couldn't help but think that she looked beautiful today; she had topaz earrings in all four piercings, and had straightened her hair and brushed it out.
"Well... okay," Nudge quickly accepted it, just glad that he was here. "I actually like your heels, by the way. Mind if I borrow them sometime?"
He winked at her, making her laugh. "No problem."
And just like that, those few minutes of homeroom made Nudge forget everything else; dumbass Sloan, her awful parents, the fact that she had that one freaking pimple that just wouldn't leave!
At times like this, Nudge would wonder if Gazzy was just her best friend... or was he really her lifesaver?
Guys!
It's been too long! Like... 15 days?!
The thing is, I've been busy and haven't had a chance to write the story, but I assure you I will stick with it as much as possible. Also, the small amount of only two reviews kind of disappointed me as well...
Thanks Cheshire and MR99 for reviewing, like you always do. Love you guys! :D
So in the future, I'll update maybe once a week? Once per two weeks at the latest.
And cursing wise... sorry for cursing so much but that's Snow. And they're high schoolers so they're going to curse. Just saying.
Anyway, Question of the Chapter: Would you like more Sniggy moments? Like I said, there will be Eggy first so should I not have them as much?
Just so you know, even though my story has the whole flock, it will mainly focus on:
Snow, Iggy, (duh!), Gazzy, Nudge, Ella, and Ryuu. Every Maximum Ride story is about Max and Fang but not mine. And Angel, although she is Gazzy's sister and Gazzy is one of my main characters, won't be as prominent. FYI.
Fly on,
Kate