Greetings reviewers!!!!
Emerald: You're weird!
Me: God, I've hardly started the authors note and already you're taking the piss…
Emerald: That's mean!
Me: I know! Sooo… Thanks for last chapters reviews!!! This chapter gets a bit confusing towards the end and there's a cliffy, but apart from that I think I've penned a kick ass chapter! Well, that's just my opinion…
Emerald: I thought it was good too, Evie…
Me: Stop it! I'm still angry with you! And I'm going to do the disclaimers, so HA!
Disclaimer: I don't own Max Ride. It would be nice to swap places with James Patterson for one day though. Please, God?
Claimer: I own the plot and my characters. Lucky me.
Emerald: What, am I not good enough or something???
Me: On with the story!
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A couple of minutes later we arrived at the cave, near Lake Mead.
"Okay, let's go!" Nudge said, turning around.
"Nudge, wait!" I yelled hovering in mid-air with Poppy, Jake, Harry and Chase.
"What?"
"When you were being my flying instructor, you left out one teeny-tiny detail," I said, hands on hips.
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"Like how to land."
"Oh yeah, forget about that." She said, flying closer to me, "It's not that hard. Tuck your wings in, and dive towards the ledge. Then pull your wings out at the last second. Don't be worried. The worst thing you can do is a face-plant."
"Okay…" I said, trying to work out what she just said.
"Well, let's go!" Nudge said, before diving. I turned to Chase.
"Have you ever heard of a plan where so many things could go wrong?"
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I didn't do a face-plant, more a knee-plant turned face-plant. I got onto the ledge, ran to fast trying to stop myself, skidded onto my knees and then Jake collided with me, which made me do the face-plant.
"Don't worry, you'll get it." Max said, wiping tears of laughter out of her eyes while I spat out dirt. I stood and examined my bleeding knees.
"Food!" Max said, diving into her backpack.
"At last." The tall, blonde boy said.
"Not for you, Smartass, for those six." Max rolled her eyes as she passed us food we'd never heard of, much less eaten. Our diet at the school had consisted of bread and water.
"Nice try, Iggy." Angel said.
"What are potato chips?" Poppy asked, holding a packet up.
"I'll show you." Iggy said, reaching forward.
"No, you will not!" Max said, grabbing his wrist, "You will eat with the rest of the Flock. But I might not even give you and Gazzy anything…"
"Great." Fang muttered, "Welcome to Lecturing 101…" Max ignored him.
"Why don't you two complete Numskulls tell me why you thought blowing a hole in the school's wall would be a good idea?"
"Technically, we didn't do anything wrong." Gazzy said.
"Yeah, you said we needed some way to get into the school." Iggy added.
"I meant without being seen!" Max said, wearing an almost pained expression.
"Did you say that? Did anyone say that?" Iggy said, throwing his arms out.
Max sighed.
"I guess I could have been a little more specific."
"And…" Gazzy said, his enjoyment clear on his face.
"It was a very good idea."
"And…" Iggy said, grinning.
"You will get food tonight."
"And…"
Max blinked. "And what?"
"You'll give us extra portions."
"Uh-huh." Max said, eyebrows raised, "I'm apologising, not stupid."
Dreamer giggled loudly. Max stared at her, slight surprise on her face.
"Oh…er…" Dreamer said, going pink, "it's just… I thought… That was pretty funny…" Her voice died and she hung her head. Max smiled at her.
"It's Dreamer, right?" She asked. Dreamer nodded, coming over all "shy".
"That's a nice name." Max said, smiling kindly at her. "What about the rest of you?" she said, turning to me.
"I'm Emerald." I said, not believing that I was talking to the Maximum Ride, "The small blonde boy's Jake. Tall blonde boy's Chase. The taller girl with the red hair is Poppy. And Harry's the one with black hair."
"And what's your story?"
I shrugged. "Nothing interesting. Grew up at the school. Nearly got killed. Escaped. Blah, Blah, Blah."
"What about your parents?"
Oh no.
"C'mon, Emmy, really big blow this time." Mom said, smiling.
"She's not gonna blow them out mom. Just let me do it."
"Charlotte, tell me. How many candles are on the cake?"
"Two."
"And how old are you?"
"Nine."
"It's your birthday in five months. Today's your little sister's birthday. Let her blow out the candles."
"Yeah, Charlie." I grinned and stuck my tongue out at her.
Ding, Dong. The doorbell? At half five in the morning?
"Good God, who could that be?" Mom said, standing up, "Keep trying with those candles, Emerald."
"Okay Mom."
Mom went into the hall while I continued to attempt to blow out my candles, watched by a sulking Charlotte.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! DON'T YOU DARE!" A door slammed.
"What the-" Charlotte said, looking up.
"KIDS!" Mom ran into the kitchen, her face white, then before either of us could speak, she grabbed me and Charlotte and pulled us out of the kitchen and upstairs. She pulled us into the master bedroom and started barricading us in.
"Mom, what's going on?" Charlotte said, as mom plied a couple of boxes in front of the door.
"Charlotte, it's THEM!" Mom screeched, her eyes wide.
Charlotte gasped in terror, then screamed as the door flew open. In seconds Mom had flung us behind her, and extended her fifteen foot, tan wings. Beside me, Charlotte mahogany wings spread out and nearly hit me in the head. (Quick A/N: Didn't see that coming, did ya?)
"Don't be stupid, girl." A voice that sounded like honey came from a man in his early twenties, "We only want the child."
"YOU'RE NOT TAKING EITHER OF THEM!" Mom screamed, not moving.
The man raised a gun.
"Have it your way, then."
Suddenly, Charlotte threw her hand in front of my eyes. I heard a huge bang, a thump, then Charlotte screaming.
"NO! MOM! YOU JERKS! YOU BASTERDING JERKS!"
Then rough hands were grabbing me, thrusting me head first into a rough sack. Then…Then….
Black.
Emerald: WAAAAAA!!!! I hated that chapter!
Me: You would….
Well, like I said, this will all make sense in the next chapter!!! I promise! In the meantime, read, review and vote! Over and Out,
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