YAYAYAYAYAY! I updated sooner than I thought I would.
Don't you just love me?
Anyways, I promised a shirtless Fang, and you shall receive…Crap I just lost my train of thought…Shirtless Fang….
I'm gonna stop now.
I kinda got a bit sidetracked though because I was watching anime. Has anyone seen Fruits Basket. Sooo Funny. But because I watched a couple of episodes online I ran out of bandwidth, so I have to update on my dad's comp. Grrr…
Here it is
Chapter 4: F*ck You
Beep beep beep beep
I rolled over and put my pillow over my head, trying to block out the incessant beeping. It didn't work.
Beep beep beep beep
I reached out with my hand and searched for the alarm clock. It wasn't there. For some reason it seemed to be coming from in front of me.
I opened my eyes wearily and saw Angel standing above my bed with a smug grin on her face and my alarm clock in her arms.
"I knew if you managed to press the snooze button you'd never wake up. And you have to wake up. It's the FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!" Angel said, shouting the last bit right into MY EARS.
I groaned and rolled over again.
"I didn't want to have to do this Max but you leave me no choice," I heard her say. "Gazzy!"
I bolted upright and scrambled out of bed. Anyone who knew Gazzy, knew why he got his nickname the gasman. What can I say, that kid has a funky digestive system. And you did not want him to be the one who woke you up.
"I'm up, I'm up." I mumbled.
Angel ran up to me and gave me a hug and a cup of coffee. I smelled it, mocha, my favourite. It was kinda our morning ritual. She always got up really early and would make me a coffee, then wake me up and give me a hug. We'd stopped doing it in the past couple of weeks and it was nice to have a little familiarity.
The caffeine woke me up, slightly, and I finally registered the fact that Angel was jumping on my bed excitedly. I don't know how she did it. A full cup of coffee and I was barely out of dream world but as soon as she got up she was all happy and peppy and ready for the day.
It made me sick.
I walked over to my iPod and selected a loud rock song, and put it up full blast, I couldn't start my day without my music loud enough to annoy the neighbours.
A knock on the door was just heard through the music and I walked over and opened it to find Ella standing there.
"What are you doing?" She yelled over the music.
"Getting ready," I said normally and smiled. Angel jumped off the bed and turned down the music slightly so we could talk.
"You do realise it's only seven o'clock in the morning right?" Ella asked.
"Yup," I said popping the P. 'We used to do this every morning before, so you better get used to it. Want to get ready in here?"
She nodded and ran out of the room to get her clothes. Angel would always get ready in my room after she got dressed and it seemed like Ella was going to do it too.
While Angel picked out her outfit I had a quick shower and chose mine. I wore black skinny jeans, a black leather vest thingy with studs and a black cross on a chain, with black boots (A/N image on profile). I wanted to give an intimidating image at school and this was one of my bad ass outfits.
I helped Angel and Ella pick out their outfits because for some reason they thought I was good at that. Ella wore white skinny jeans with a light blue tube dress and blue flats while Angel wore denim shorts with a flowery multicoloured tank top thing, bright pink sandals and a million gazillion different coloured bangles. (A/N pics on profile) I for one could not see how you could wear such bright colours and all that jewellery. Although I had dressed like them before I couldn't imagine wearing something like that now. They were all rainbowy next to me.
I sat on my bed sketching while they pottered around finding bags and books and other stuff. Angel was bad enough but with Ella they seemed to egg each other on to find the most tedious was to annoy me.
My bag had been packed the night before, since Ella had said it was important. HA. She should follow her own advice. I had found a black side bag with a skull on the side, at the back of my massive closet. Why I needed this closet I have no idea since only about half of it was full and it mainly consisted of skinny jeans.
I was really getting into my drawing of my room when I heard Ella clear her throat.
"Ahem… What are you doing sitting there? We have to over next door in two minutes," she said.
I looked up startled. "Why?"
"Because," she said sounding exasperated. "Iggy is cooking breakfast for us all then we're going in Fang's car to school."
"Oh…" I answered then got up quickly carrying my bag. Iggy's cooking can do strange things.
"GAZZY!" I shouted. He usually got ready on his own and stayed away from us in the morning. With good reason too. One morning he had walked into Angel with a drink in his hand and it had spilled all over her. He was pelted with hair accessories. Now he doesn't leave his room until I called him.
I saw his head poke out of his doorway. "Is it safe?" he asked.
I smirked and nodded. Looking relieved he walked out. He was dressed in simple jeans and a t-shirt but I could clearly see Angel's influence since the shirt was ironed and neat.
"Come on, we're going over to Iggy's for breakfast." I said and we walked outside. I figured Angel and Ella would be another ten minutes. They were so much alike it was scary.
We walked up to the door and knocked. Yells came from the other side and running could be heard. Nudge opened up the door and I surveyed her outfit in approval. She was wearing a brown and cream striped miso tie back top with jean shorts and a brown leather belt. She wore brown sandals, gold jewellery, brown sunnies and a cute cream hat. (A/N outfit on profile)
She smiled when she saw me and Gazzy and beckoned us in. I was surprised, I expected her to assault us with endless chatter.
We walked into their kitchen, which was identical to ours except it was white. Iggy was at the stove cooking what looked like pancakes, eggs, bacon (drool), omelettes and some other stuff.
"God Iggy, you think you could cook any more food." I said.
"Hey Max. I'm cooking for seven people. Four of which are guys." He answered.
"There are only three guys you idiot." I countered.
"Oh yeah," he laughed. "I guess you eat so much like a guy that I mistook you for one."
That earned him a kick in the shins.
"God Max, that freakin hurt," he groaned.
"Good,"
"Whatever. Breakfast is ready. Can you go get Fang, Max? Nudge seems to be preoccupied talking to Angel and Ella."
I hadn't even realised they'd arrived but through the doorway I could see them in an animate discussion, probably about purses, or hats or some other useless topic.
I nodded and left Iggy and Gazzy talking. It seemed they both had an avid interest in bombs. Great. Just what I needed. Another pyromaniac in my life.
I found the stairs and made my up to Fang's room. The house had the same layout as ours so his was in the same spot as mine, except opposite…
Even though that made no sense I could still tell it was his room, since the door was black and had Fang in plain blood red letters. Right. Not emo at all.
I knocked on the door, and an indistinct reply came from the room. I assumed he meant yes and I opened the door.
"Fang, Iggy says breakfast is re-" I faltered on the last word. Right there in front of me was Fang. Except he had no shirt on. At all.
And if I thought he was hot before, well, he gave new meaning to hot, without a shirt..
He was lying on his bed reading a book. He looked up and when he saw me he scrambled off the bed.
"Uh, hey Max… I was just reading…and I…well…" he stuttered.
"Umm… Hi. Iggy said breakfast was ready and he asked me to come up here…I better go." I blushed and walked over to the door.
'Wait!" he shouted behind me. "Uh… just hold on, I just need to finish getting dressed."
I nodded and stood in his doorway while he searched for a shirt. It seemed he had traded in his simple black ensemble from yesterday for a slightly different simple black ensemble.
I smirked. "Is that all you wear?"
"Huh?" he asked looking confused. "Oh, yeah basically. Nudge tried to threaten me into wearing some colour but I told her if she tried I'd dye all her clothes grey. She kinda shut up after that."
"I can imagine. Come on. Iggy made breakfast and I don't want to miss out on the bacon."
He chuckled and we walked to the kitchen.
Even though Iggy had cooked a lot of food, it was all gone in a matter of minutes anyways. I could get used to his cooking.
We chatted about meaningless things for a couple more minutes until Nudge suddenly shouted.
"You guys! We have to be at school in ten minutes!"
Damn. I was hoping they'd forget.
Apparently seven people can't fit into a small car. Well, they could but I don't want to risk being in a small enclosed space with Gazzy. So we walked. It was a short walk though. I mean come on. It could at least have been a long walk to spare me a couple of minutes of suffering but Nooo….
"Max, we're here," Ella said.
"I know that," I answered.
"So that means we have to go in."
"No thanks."
"Max," She said warningly.
"Yes?"
"Get your ass inside."
"Um… let me think… NO."
"Fang, Iggy. Little help."
"No, uh uh. I don't wanna."
Angel cut in. "Max? Can you walk me to the office. I don't know where to go."
Damn it. She knew I would do it.
I sighed. "I suppose I can. Come on Angel, Gazzy."
We walked inside. Behind us I could hear Ella whisper to the others.
"How does she do that?"
I smirked.
The office apparently is in the middle of the school. Simple? No. After getting just a teensy bit lost (did you know this school has a swimming pool and tennis courts) we stumbled upon the office.
We walked up to the secretary who was sooo busy playing solitaire on the computer. Wow. I cleared my throat. She looked up, saw us and grimaced. Oh I just knew today was going to be fun.
"New students?" she asked.
I just nodded.
"Names?"
"Angel Martinez, Zephyr Martinez, Maximum Ride."
"Your real names,"
"Those are our real names," she flinched at the steel in my voice.
She typed on her computer and printed out our schedules, maps (I could have used that before) and some other stuff that I probably would need but I couldn't be bothered looking at.
"Thanks," I said sweetly.
She narrowed her eyes as we exited the office. And walked right into the others.
"There you guys are," said Ella. "We've been looking for you for ages."
"And it only just occurred to you that we might be here at the office?"
Ella sighed. I smirked. She was in for one hell of a day.
After we dropped of Angel, Gazzy and Nudge at another part of the school, we compared schedules. Ella, being the smarticle she is, is actually in our grade, so I had every class at least with one of them.
"Oh hell no," I said.
"What?" asked Iggy.
"They put me in choir. They must have gotten my old school records and put me in there."
"It's not so bad," answered Ella. "All of us are in your choir class."
"That's not it…" I sighed. "Come on, we're going to be late."
My locker was right next to Fang's. Great. The old occupant had painted it pink inside. I grimaced. That would have to change. The only good thing about it was it was near the cafeteria.
I was contemplating how best to obliterate the pink when an arm enclosed me. Mistake number one.
"Hey Babe, how bout we go outside and get to know each other," his graty voice penetrated my ears.
I sighed. I was hoping to at least get to my next class before going back to the office.
"Uh. How bout no,"
He turned me around and I was faced with a wall of brawn.
"Did you just say no."
"Yeah. Are you deaf or something." In the background I could see Fang, Iggy and Ella watching me with interest. Traitors.
"I don't think you understand. Nobody tells me no." He pulled me close. Mistake number two.
"Three things. One, I think I just did. Second, there is no way I would go anywhere with you. And third, if you don't let me go right this instant, I'm going to pound your ass into next week."
I smiled sweetly. He laughed. Mistake number three. I snapped.
A few seconds later, he was lying on the ground with a broken nose, a black eye and massive bruise on his stomach.
I stood over him. "Told ya,"
The hallway was filled with people staring at me. Shock was apparent on their faces and the traitors were having trouble concealing their laughter.
"What are you looking at?" I asked the crowd.
Everyone turned away and started whispering. I walked over to the others.
"Are we going or not?"
I have homeroom, Maths, English, P.E and choir with Fang.
So that was why when I entered homeroom he followed and sat next to me.
The whole class just stared at me as I sat down.
"WHAT?" I asked loudly. More whispering. God I hate being the new kid.
Fang stared at me. I raised an eyebrow at him.
"How did you do that?" he asked.
"Do what?"
"You know, before."
"I told you. Martial arts. Kickboxing. I'm used to dealing with guys like that." I answered.
He just shook his head and turned to the front.
The teacher entered and I knew instantly that I would hate him. He had oily skin, greasy brown hair and dark beady eyes. Mr Croy.
"Hello students, today we have a new student. Maximum Ride. Maximum would you like to come up front and tell us about yourself."
"No." I answered.
He did a double take. "No?"
"Yeh. As in no I don't want to come up. And it's Max."
"Maz?"
"No… Max. Sound it out. Maa…xx." I heard snickers from behind me and Fang's eyes sparkled in amusement.
Mr Croy's face went red. And red. And magenta. And finally a sickly violet colour.
Wow that was fast.
"Are you right there? Do you need a glass of water?" If possible he got even worse.
"Princ…ipal's o…ffice…now!" he shouted at me.
Well that was fast. Five minutes in and already back to the office. It was so obvious he wasn't used to dealing with people like me. Lucky him.
This time I used the map to find the office. It still took way longer than it should have. This school made no sense! Classroom 21 was next to Classroom 8. But I finally got here. The secretary from before saw me and pretended to be absorbed in her work.
Yeh, I could still see the games.
"Ahem…" I said.
"Yes?..." she answered.
"I'm supposed to see the principal."
"I'll just… tell her."
Then she pressed that button on the phone that sent a message to the phone in the principal's office. I wanted one. I could order Iggy to make me food whenever I wanted. Damn it. I was hungry again.
"You can go in now," the secretary said.
I nodded and walked over to the big mahogany door and went in. Seated at a massive mahogany desk was a young woman who I assumed was the principal, although she was only about twenty five.
"Sup," I said and sat down in front of her. Then she did something that took me completely by surprise. She smiled.
"You must be Max. I'm Miss Bell. I got a call from your teacher explaining the…er…situation. It seems you were apparently rude to him."
"Yeh. You see he was trying to make me tell my private life to the entire class. I just responded as I saw accordingly."
"Well…. Since it's your first day, I think I'll let that slide but there is another matter to be discussed. It seems you assaulted one of the male students?"
"Well Miss. In my defence, he technically barred me from getting to class and… well… he basically was about to turn violent because I wouldn't kiss his feet like all the other saps you call girls here."
"Alright. I might let this slide too, but only because he has been known to be a bit… disrespectful to women here."
I smiled for the first time.
"Homeroom is nearly over, so I think I'll let you go, to get to your next class."
I got up and turned to leave.
"Oh and Max?"
"Yeh?"
"Nice punch, he's got a real shiner."
I smirked and left.
The next lessons were basically all the same. I went into a class, everyone whispered about me, I met all the teachers and occasionally payed them out. And finally it was lunch.
"I'm starving," I told Fang as we went to our lockers.
"Me too. Let's go, the others will already be there."
Our English teacher had insisted on keeping us in an extra ten minutes because we were too loud. Well I was too loud but that was beside the point. Ella was the teacher's favourite student so she got to go on time. Damn her.
We walked into the cafeteria and I was assaulted by the smell of food. I could see the others seated at a table right in the middle of the room. In plain sight of everyone. Great.
We walked over and the room instantly went silent, then erupted in whispers. A few wolf whistles came from the direction of the jock's table and I shot them the bird.
I sat down next to Ella and Angel. They luckily had the same lunch time as us.
"We grabbed you guys some pizza," said Nudge.
"Thanks," I said and we dove right in. The food here was pretty good. Better than at our old school.
"So Max, I heard you gave nearly all your teacher's heart attacks and high blood pressure," said Iggy.
"Iggy, you've got it all wrong. They just kept on asking stupid questions so I responded with stupid answers."
The whole table snickered and I surveyed everyone.
There was Fang, Iggy, Angel, Gazzy, Nudge, Ella and three others who I couldn't identify.
"Oh right Max. This is JJ, Dylan and Ari."
Dylan and JJ were my age and looked alike. Twins. They were both tall with tanned skin and turquoise eyes. Their dark blonde hair was the only thing different, Dylan's was short and JJ's was long and in a plait.
Ari was about Angel and Gazzy's age but he looked a bit smaller. He had dark brown hair and tanned skin. Interesting.
"So any news?" I asked.
"Apart from the fact that you beat up the school quarterback, gave Mr Croy an ulcer and basically got sent to the principal's office three times." Said JJ.
"Only twice actually. She's actually really nice. And yeah apart from that."
"Well, I heard Lissa wants to meet you,"
"Oh, really." I smirked. "Which one is Lissa?'
"The one heading towards our table."
I turned around to see a girl heading towards our table. She had bright red hair and freckles on her nose. She had obviously tried to look preppy, but to be honest, she looked like a slut.
She was wearing a tiny pink jumper that revealed her midriff and a skirt that looked more like a belt. To top it off, she wore thigh high pink socks. (A/N outfit on profile)
I sighed. Another confrontation.
She stopped in front of me and stuck out her hand.
"Hi Max. I'm Lissa." She said in a high screechy voice. I stared at her hand until she put it down.
"Are you lost?" I asked.
"Huh?" confusion apparent on her face.
"Do you need help finding your street corner." I said innocently.
Her face grew red as she digested my comment. "I am not a prostitute!" she shrieked.
I raised an eyebrow at her. "Could've fooled me."
Laughter came from the surrounding and even a 'Burn!' It seemed we had an audience.
She breathed in and out deeply, trying to calm herself down.
"I'm going to let that one slide, since your new here." She said. "I'm here to invite you to sit with us. You don't have to sit with people like them." Her eyes running over the others.
"You mean sit with those sluts. I'd much rather sit with my friends. So why don't you and your little friends go piss off."
I seem to have a skill at making people's faces go red.
"You're refusing me. To sit with these skanks." That did it. Somehow my drink flew out of my hand and spilt all over Lissa. Laughter erupted around me.
"YOU BITCH!" she shouted and slapped me.
The room went silent. I chuckled menacingly.
"You really shouldn't have done that." I said, my voice low.
"Oh Yeh?" she said.
"Yeh" I said nodding and my fist collided with her face. She flew a couple of feet and fell on the ground. I had purposely missed her nose, and instead gave her a black eye. In my experience, families are less likely to sue with a black eye.
"Don't mess with me," I said and turned back to my lunch.
The room erupted into cheers. I smirked at the look of shock on their faces.
"Crap," I said. "I need a new drink." They all started laughing as I continued to eat.
A knock on the door interrupted our history teacher's lecture and a small boy walked in and gave our teacher a slip of paper.
"Maximum Ride," he said. "The principal wants to see you."
I sighed and collected my stuff. Third time today.
I entered Miss Bell's office and saw Lissa sitting there, crying, with ice over her eye. I sat down next to her.
"Max, Lissa here has filed a complaint against you. She says you assaulted her with, and I quote, 'no reason whatsoever'," said Miss Bell.
"Miss, she was insulting my friends and she slapped me," I answered.
"After you, apparently, insulted her, her friends and threw your drink all over her."
"She deserved it, Miss."
Miss Bell sighed. "I'm not sure what to do with you, Max, On the one hand, you have caused a lot of trouble but on the other hand, you've had a difficult couple of weeks."
"She should be expelled! Or suspended at the very least!" cut in Lissa for the first time.
"Could you shut up Lissa, your whiny voice is grating on my nerves," I told her. Her face screwed up in frustration.
"Look Max. I'm going to give you a warning and call your guardian. But if anything like this happens again, I can't guarantee you won't be expelled."
"I understand Miss, can I go?" I said.
"Yes. You too Lissa, I need to make some phone calls. You can walk back together, you both have choir next."
I started to protest but stopped when I saw her face. I sighed resignedly and walked out.
The walk to choir was tense and annoying since Lissa wouldn't stop sobbing.
We walked into the classroom and I sought out the others and walked over. I ignored the questioning faces and looked to the front.
"Well now that those two have arrived, I'd like to introduce my self. I'm Mr Lazzara, I'll be replacing your old choir teacher. Now I'd like to get to know everyone's voices so I'm going to get you all to come up and sing a song for me," Our teacher said.
I groaned, along with other people in the class. It's not that I couldn't sing. Because I could. Pretty well too. I just didn't enjoy singing in public. But I suppose I could make the most of this.
"Who wants to sing first?" asked Mr Lazzara. No response. "Well how about our new student, Maximum Ride. Max?"
I sighed and got up. I went on the stage and searched through the songs until I found something. I smiled. This was going to be fun.
I stood in centre stage with the microphone and the opening bars to Fuck You by Lily Allenstarted. Looking straight at Lissa I started to sing.
Look inside, look inside your tiny mind
and look a bit harder
cause we're so uninspired
so sick and tired
of all the hatred you harbour
I strutted around the stage as I got into the song. My voice melded perfectly with the music and the notes came out perfect.
So you say it's not okay to be gay
well I think you're just evil
you're just some racist who can't tie my laces
you're point of view is medieval
I smiled. I had missed this. I stared at Lissa with a smirk on my face as I sang the chorus.
Fuck you, fuck you very very much
cause we hate what you do
and we hate your whole crew
so please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very very much
cause your words don't translate
and it's getting quite late
so please don't stay in touch
The class stared at me open-mouthed, shocked that I would dare sing this.
Do you get, do you get a little kick out of being small-minded?
you want to be like your father
it's approval you're after
well that's not how you'll find it
Do you, do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful
cause there's a hole where your soul should be
you're losing control of it
and it's really distasteful
I looked at Fang, to see his mouth curving up at the sides. My eyes connected with his and I nearly stopped singing. He didn't look shocked but instead completely amused. He had actually smiled.
Fuck you, fuck you very very much
cause we hate what you do
and we hate your whole crew
so please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very very much
cause your words don't translate
and it's getting quite late
so please don't stay in touch
Look inside, look inside your tiny mind
and look a bit harder
cause we're so uninspired
so sick and tired
of all the hatred you harbor
Fuck you, fuck you very very much
cause we hate what you do
and we hate your whole crew
so please don't stay in touch
Fuck you, fuck you very very much
cause your words don't translate
and it's getting quite late
so please don't stay in touch
As the last notes petered out I bowed, walked off the stage and sat next to Fang. There was complete, shocked silence. Fang bowed his head and whispered, "Nice,". Humour evident in his voice. I smiled. He started clapping and suddenly the room was filled with applauding and cheering. The only people not cheering were Lissa and her little posse, who were giving me the death glare. Well their version of a death glare. I glared back and they flinched visibly.
Mr Lazzara cleared his throat and quieted down the class.
"Well, that was… interesting. Excellent singing Max." he aimed at me. "Who's next?"
One by one people went up and sang. Some people were good, some people were really bad. Especially Lissa. She sang Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne, not that I noticed. I was too busy blocking my ears.
Ella sang Hallelujah by Kate Voegele, and it was amazing. Really sweet. Iggy sang *shudder* Hannah Montana. I honestly don't care which song. He wasn't bad though. And then…Fang sang.
It was amazing. He chose Fall for you by Secondhand Serenade. And he stared at me as he sang it. I blushed in girly fashion, well not visibly of course.
When he came off the stage I started clapping, and so did everyone else.
I whispered to him as he sat down, "That was amazing,".
He didn't say anything back but he smiled, a real smile, well it was still a Fang smile, but it was a smile. Butterflies flew in my stomach and I felt giddy. I shook my head and squashed it down.
I wasn't going to fall for him.
I wouldn't.
I couldn't.
OMG…. That was 16 pages! That is the most I have ever written.
Did you like it? Yes I know, Max is being an idiot but still…
I recommend listening to those songs, except for Hannah Montana. No offence to fans. But still.
In this Ari is young and nice, like he was before he was transformed.
Fang POV in the next chapter I think.
Before I go, I need ideas for Fang's car and maybe Max's. They have to be black of course.
Review Please!
Thanks for reading…