Look at that... I updated... wow.. anyway.. I already wrote this chapter because this was originally the first chapter... but then I chose againsst that and tweaked it by a bunch... yeah... thank you Emateur04
Thank you to those that reviewed and thank you to Mackenzie Ride... I believe that's how you spelled that... past experience...Kitana411... is that right?
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June 16th of the year 2011
I'm holding on your rope
Got me 10 feet off the ground
And I'm hearin' what you say
but I just cant make a sound
You tell me that you nee-
I shot my hand out of my covers to get my phone that was on top of my side table. I picked up my phone and unlocked it so I could turn of my alarm.
I pulled my blankets off of me and made my way to the bathroom. I washed my face with cold water to wake me up. I dried off with a dry towel.
I walked back into my room and made my way to the bed so I could fix my bed only to trip on Pride and Prejudice. It was a good book but then I got bored when Mr. Collins proposed to Charlotte. In my opinion, it was much more interesting when he proposed to Elizabeth because she rejected him. Just saying.
I finished making my bed and continued on cleaning my room. There were boxes and bags scattered in every nook and cranny in my room. My mother sent all of Bianca's and myself's belongings in boxes to the apartment address.
It was 6:00 A.M. on a Thursday morning and I still haven't unpacked my things that contained my belongings.
We moved into the apartment a week before from Aurora, Illinois. We being Bianca and myself.
We have been friends since kindergarten and are practically twins without the whole look alike thing.
Bianca Michelle Villinueva has long dark brown curly hair with front bangs cut short. She's really pale and can only get a little pink if she tried tanning. Bianca is ¾ Puerto Rican and ¼ African American. She also has a 21 year old brother who is a student in the University of North Carolina and used to be cheer captain in our high school's cheer team.
As for me, I'm Max if you haven't caught on yet. My full name is Maximum Grace Ride. I had blond hair then I dyed it brown and got blond streaks. After that I dyed it brown and then finally settled on just having it brown with blond and red streaks. I have weird hair. I have my days where it can be curly or straight. I'm tan but not that tan but tanner that Bianca (I confused you didn't I? 0_o) I'm ½ Mexican and ½ Italian. My mother had twins and BAM! I was born and 10 minutes later I was granted with a brother named James. My parents though are divorced. My father filed a divorce when I was in 6th grade and lost all contact with my mother. I live - well lived now- with my mom, Valerie (I don't like the name Valencia… no offense…Or Jeb) where as James lives with my dad, Lorenzo. My mother happily married a guy named David while James and Lorenzo are no where to be found.
Anyway…
Right now, I felt no need to unpack because most of my things were in my suitcase . I walked out of my room still in my pajamas( a dark purple tank and then purple plaid pants) and made my way into the kitchen.
I saw Bianca sitting on the kitchen island, legs swinging back and forth her back facing me, while humming to a song.
As I made my way towards her I realized she was listening to Bedrock by Young Money on her Ipod 4. Once it got to Nicki's part I sang.
Okay, I get it, let me think, I guess it's my turn
Maybe it's time to put this pussy on your sideburns
He say I'm bad, he probably right
He pressing me like button downs on a Friday night
I'm so pretty like, me on my pedal bike
He on my low scrunch, he on my echo whites
He say, "Nikki, don't stop, you the bestest"
And I just be coming off the top as Bestest
Bianca smiled, pressed pause on her Ipod and laughed "I thought you were sleeping?"
"I was, I felt that I needed to unpack," I opened the fridge to grab yogurt from the top shelf, "then I didn't want to." I opened the yogurt and started eating/drinking/inhaling sighed, "Typical Max," she shook her head, "lazy as ever." she made a tsk tsk sound.
"Shut up" I punched her arm playfully. I finished my yogurt and threw the cup into the recycling bin. "I'm going to run in the park in 15 minutes. You wanna come?"
"No thanks, I'm still in my Pajamas."
"And she says I'm the lazy one." I mumbled to myself.
I walked out of the kitchen and into by bedroom. I changed into black-boy-basketball shorts and a blue tank top. I tied my hair up into a messy bun and made sure that I had, my phone and my keys to the apartment.
I pulled on my tennis shoes and opened the door. "I'm gonna go now! Bye! Lock the door!" I yelled at Bianca once I was outside.
"Mm'kay!" she yelled back "Don't let anybody rape you!" I rolled my eyes and began to walk towards the elevator which was at the other end of the hallway.
We lived on the 17th floor so I pressed the 'down' button. One elevator door opened but I didn't go in it because it was full of people and was going up to the top floor where the pool was located. A couple minutes later another door opened and it was going down so I got in and because it was empty. I got inside the elevator and pressed 'L' for the lobby.
Once I got to the lobby, I walked past a lady at the front desk and smiled at her, "G'morning."
She smiled back at me, "Good morning to you too! Have a nice day!"
"You too!" And with that I was out the front door and started to jog.
The city park wasn't far from my building so I wasn't tired once I got there. I've only been at the park twice. It was only 6:30 so not much people were here.
I pulled out my earphones from my pocket and plugged the end into my phone. I pressed the play button, not really caring what I'd be listening to. My Nicki Minaj playlist played.
I fly with the stars in the skies
I am no longer trying to survive
I believe that life is a prize
But to live doesn't mean you're alive
Don't worry 'bout me
and who I fire
I get what I desire,
it's my empi-
"Hi Max!" an angelic voice said to the left of me. I paused Nicki Minaj.
It was a girl no older than 6 She had curly but straight blond hair.
She had sparkling blue eyes the color of the sky and pale skin.
She looked familiar but I couldn't remember anything about her.
While I was staring at her I started to have a confused expression on my face.
"You don't remember do you?" she asked.
I couldn't do anything but shake my head no. I mean like there's this little girl out of nowhere that appeared by my side and knows my name. For all I know she could be ummm… uhhh… a pedophile! No The opposite of that. Whatever you call the opposite of pedophiles that's what this little creeper is.
"Aw, oh well." she said with a shrug, " you'll remember eventually. Bye for now!" she smiled at me and waved.
She ran off toward a little playground where a couple of children were playing tag on
I ignored the little Pedo-bear pressed play on my phone and began to jog again.
-re
And yes I call the shots
I am the umpire
I sprinkle holy water
Upon the vampire
In this very moment I'm king
In this very moment I slayed
Goliath with the stri-
I took a break from jogging and sat down at a nearby bench. I got up from the bench so I could get a drink of water form the drinking fountain. I started to jog again starting to head back to my building but I took a longer route. I walked toward the street-light's pole and waited for the light white stick figure to show up so I could walk across the street 'safely'.
The light eventually turned from the bright red letters of 'STOP' to the bright white man walking so I jogged my way across the street. I started running again because I was starting to become hungry. I began to turn right when I collided into somebody.
As I fell hard onto the cement under me with me head hitting the ground the dude -unless girls are really, like really muscle-y -I ran into was still standing.
"Oww!" I said touching the back of my head. I closed my eyes. It freaking hurt!
"Crap!" the guy above me hissed.
I felt him grab my arm and put it across his shoulders while his other arm was securely wrapped around my waist for support I'm guessing. I started to feel light headed.
"Hey, hey now! Stay with me. We don't want you having a concussion now do we?" a deep voice said by my left ear.
I felt myself being dragged somewhere and than I smelled the scent of fries. I opened my eyes the slightest.
The guy who was holding me brought me to a table closest to the exit. We were at McDonald's. I tried looking for the dude who helped me but it was no use trying seeing as I didn't know how he looked like.
A guy came up to me holding an ice pack. He looked about 17. He was wearing black Chuck Taylor Converse All-star's, dark grey skinny jeans and a Young and Reckless t-shirt signed by the maker himself Christopher 'Drama' Pfaff (Rob Dyrdek's Fantasy Factory).
He had jet black hair, olive skin, and pure black eyes. I would've been lost in them if he hadn't spoken up.
"Here." he said handing it to me with a really tiny smile that anybody would mistaken it as nothing.
"Thanks." I said taking it from him and looking away from his eyes embarrassed that I'm letting someone actually help me, but there was something about this guy. (a/n there always is if you haven't noticed.) I put it at the back of my head.
"Are you okay?" he asked me taking the seat across from mine.
"Peachy" I said. It still hurt but some of the pain was going away.
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuc-
I saw him pull a phone out of his pocket. He started talking to it.
"What Ella?" he said in a bored tone.I heard some girl say something on the other end.
"Fine. Where are you?"
The girl said something.
"I'll pick you up in 5 minutes. Bye." he said ending the call, "Hey," he said facing me, "I'm sorry but I have to go. Hope your head gets better."
I didn't say anything but nodded.
Once he left. I stayed where I was for a few minutes before walking up to the cashier to order.
"Hi what can I get you?" a young girl asked me from behind the counter.
"Can I get a Frozen Strawberry Lemonade please?" I asked.
She nodded, "That'll be $1.89."I nodded. I waited a few moments until she gave me my drink. I thanked her and then I left.
I began my journey home. It wasn't as peaceful as this morning. At 7:15 people would be starting to wake up. There were cars everywhere but I still made it to my humble abode.
I walked into the apartment to find it quiet inside. I walked into the kitchen to find a note on the counter.
Max,
I went grocery shopping.
Love,
Bianca
I went into my bedroom. I walked in to almost trip on my guitar case. I guess I should unpack my stuff now.
yeah... it sucked... but still review? I told you Fang was in here... but it's still not Fax so suck it up... deeplyoverwhelmed... i'm still pissed though...