Two chapters in a row...im good right
i surprised myself with this one...apparently im great at writing Iggys PoV
any ways i do not own Maximum ride , James patterson does, but o own the plot
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I always have to fight the erge to sit on the baggage clam conveyer belt. I mean, if they didn't want us to, why do they make it look so fun. Well in my case, sound, because I'm blind, but don't feel sorry for me because it doesn't effect me at all. Well, except when some idiot decides there has to be a pole in the middle of an isle at the grocery store. (A/N happened to me) but that's where my sister Sandy comes in. She's like my seeing eye dog (but would kill me for saying that).
Anyways, me and my family just landed at the Orlando airport and were waiting for our three check bags. Usually I hate I hate new places, you know, because of the blind thing, but because of all the girly giggling I heard, I knew I was going to love Orlando.
Anyways, once we got our bags, we rented a car and headed on our way to the Whites. After five days there we will head to Disney for five more days. My sister has been planning each day to the fullest so we would hit all the best rides at each park. What she doesn't realize is that there are going to be fourteen other people going with us, which reminded me…
"Yo, Mom!"
"Iggy!" she said, sounding agitated.
" On, I mean, Mother, May I ask a question?" I said with a fake British accent.
"Yes sir, you may." she answered the same way.
" How old are the others, the kids. Are they younger? Older?" knowing my luck, they will all be little ten year olds our younger whole will any the crud out of me.
"Angel is the youngest, she's seven. Gazzy is nine. Nudge is your age Sandy twelve. And both Max and Fang our your age, Iggy, fifteen." she answered. that's my mom, always the stalker. But hey, at least I have two other Fifteen year olds to hang out with.
" has anyone else noticed how weird their names our, I mean, Gazzy, Fang, Nudge, and a girl named Max. Hey , Ig, their names are almost as strange as yours."
I looked at my sister. "Your mean."
"Well your ugly!"
" Your stupid!"
"Your adopted!"
"KIDS! Stop fighting. You have ten days stuck together so start liking each other better!" yelled my dad.
" Yeah, yeah, yeah, are we there yet?' I asked
" No, we have two more hours till we get to the White's." he answered. Great.
I felt around the seat for my I pod and started listening to the audio book for my summer reading. It was so boring that after about five minutes I fell asleep.
You know. I love dreams. I love them because I can see in them, no one has to lead me around or explain what's happening. But this one was freaky. There where five other kids. There was a tall girl with dirty blond hair and a guy with long black hair who both looked around my age. Then there was an African American girl, who looked around twelve. Then there was a little girl and boy who both had blond hair and looked like siblings, they seemed to be the youngest. All the sudden they all looked up. I looked to see a black cloud of something that looked like giant birds flying towards us. Suddenly, all the kids jumped up and started to fly with ,get this, their wings. Yes wings. But the craziest thing was that I followed them. I looked to the side and saw a wing, a giant gray and white wing. Apparently I had stopped flying because the youngest girl, the angelic looking one turned to me and said " come on Iggy….Iggy…..Ig…
"Iggy, wake up, we are hear." said Sandy, shaking my shoulder, trying to wake me up. I heard my dad get out of the car, followed by my mom and sister. Apparently we where the last family to show up because I heard lots of greetings going out side. So, trying to forget about my strange dream, I got out of the care and braced myself for the hugs coming my way.
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