Chapter Two
Okay, so like, I was completely blown away by my weirdo story
and I though I wouldn't get any reviews. But, thanks to the first few
who commented on it, I can write some more. So, uhh
Enjoy....?
I don't own Maximum Ride!!!!
"That's impossible!" Angel gasped, her blue eyes wide.
"Uhhh, aren't people who fly also 'Impossible'?" I countered back, my brown eyes narrowing.
She blinked.
"Max!" She cried, throwing herself at me.
That's when I felt my first..."Boy-ish" pains.
Her elbow went kinda... in a highly personal place.
I squeaked in great pain.
I had been beaten, kicked, punched, tortured, locked away, and starved. But, nothing, NOTHING! Comapared to this horrible pain.
I doulbed over, gasping. Angel looked at me in alarm. "Max?!"
I looked at her, my eyes watering. "Hermaphrodite ( He/She) down! Hermaphrodite down!" I managed between gritted teeth.
She rolled her sky blue eyes and sighed. "Come on, we need to show the others."
It turned out. I was only a mile away from my house. Weird, huh?
We soared to my Mom's house and landed on the front lawn, skidding to a halt.
"What if they don't like me?" I hissed to Angel as we strode to the front door.
"They have to." She declared.
"Nu-uh, they could throw me out for--"
"For what? Being a boy?! Uhh, most of them are boys anyways, why would they throw out they're own... kind?"
I chewed on this for a few moments.
I was about to turn towards her and say something quite smart, before the front door swung open and Jeb came out with a gun.
A gun.
Ha. That's probably the best comeback I've ever had!
I jumped about twenty feet in the air and scrambled behind Angel. I grabbed her by the shoulders and thrusted her foward.
"Take her! She's more juicy!" I squeaked.
Jeb lowered the gun as Angel whipped around and punched me in the head.
My eyes widened.
I didn't hurt! Whoa, so the saying about boys having "hard-heads" was true!
Maybe being a boy wouldn't be so bad.
"Who is that, Angel?" Jeb asked cautiously.
She turned slowly.
"It's Max."
"How did this happen?!" Jeb was pacing the room, his face grim and white.
He had ushered us in and seated us in the living room. I was gulping down my hot chocolate.
I looked at him.
"The Gods from above said they had a message for me." I said seriously, getting a whack on the shoulder from an infuriated 7-year-old.
"Owww" I whined, rubbing my bruised shoulder. I shot her a death-glare. She shot me a I-Am-Going-To-Rip-Off-Your-Arms-And-Feed-Them-To-Total glare.
I backed off.
She explained what happened to me while I sipped my hot chocolate, savoring the taste.
"Wheres the uhh.... dudes?" I asked, glancing at Jeb.
"They're out walking around, studying the ecosystem." He mumbled, so not on Earth anymore. He was probably visiting where Evil scientist go to get a diplomacy in Bad-Guys-Gone-Good.
I watched as his eyes clouded over. He just got laid from a hippopotamus I thought with amusement.
Angel glared at me.
I'm gonna feed you to a hippopotamus if you don't shut up your thoughts. Her snidey voice filled my head.
How the heck am I supposed to do that?! Stop thinking?! I thought back angrily.
Precisely.
I huffed and fell into an angry silence.
Man, could girls be mean!!
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