Hi! I'm updating again! Before school starts! (It starts next Monday, btw, so I will be very busy come next week)
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Oh! I almost forgot!
I started a new story like, ten seconds ago, so read it and tell me what you think. I also need ideas for the title; it kinda sucks. (:
…all that had happened…
Max POV:
"That. Was. AWESOME!" The Gasman exclaimed, giving Iggy a high-five. "We totally kicked butt." Said Iggy in agreement. We flew due north-east for a good hour and a half, my internal navigation system directing us in the direction of our Nation's Capitol, before stopping for something to eat, via request of Nudge. As everyone devoured their burgers and fries, I went over the next few days plans aloud so that they all had an idea of what was going to happen. I stopped mid-sentence and looked up at the T.V, now broadcasting said 'breaking news.' "The lead singer of the up-and-coming pop group, To the Max, was reported missing late last night when an alleged stage stunt took a dangerous turn." They showed a picture of the ceiling, now collapsed, then a live video of someone interviewing Jake. "Max was always one for surprises, but no one expected this." My fists clenched and I held back a growl. He's making it sound like I ran away! Forcing myself to calm down, I threw a pointed look at the T.V before continuing with my game plan. Five minutes later, we were in the air again, looking for a place to crash. I couldn't wait to get back at Jake for all he had done.
We found a cheap hotel to stay in pretty easily once we were up in the air, but booking three rooms without being recognized was an even more difficult task than before I started my music career. Unfortunately, since I was the only one who knew how to use my debit card, I had to be the one to go in.
So we made another pit stop at a hair salon, I got my hair died a warm chocolate brown and slathered on some makeup, and we were all good to go. As we walked into the lobby however, I was second guessing the ingenuity of my disguise. The guy at the front desk never took his eyes off of me the minute I opened the door, and was overly helpful when I asked for our rooms. "Hey, how can I help you?" he asked, before I even reached the counter. "Can I have three conjoining rooms please? On the top floor?" Even though we all hate elevators, there were only four floors, and the roof makes for an easy escape for people with wings, like me.
"Of course, top floor…let me see…We have two conjoining rooms and a single room across from that, a few doors down from the ice machine. Is that alright?" "Perfect," I replied, smiling sweetly. He seemed awestruck by my niceness, and it took him a minute to recover from shock and continue the booking. In that minute of hesitation, Fang, who I had instructed to sit with the flock, came over and wrapped his arm around my waist. The reception dude came out of his trance as soon as Fang did this, and the friendliness in his voice was gone completely, replaced with something that sounded like resentment? "How long?" He asked, and I got the feeling he no longer cared about my answer. "Just one night, please." I said, deciding to stay sweet despite how agitated the guy had become over my boyfriend coming over, and handed him my card. He handed it back seconds later, along with three room keys. "Breakfast is from 9 to 11. Enjoy your stay." But the words were flat and emotionless, and the way he said it gave me the feeling he hoped the exact opposite. I smiled again and left the desk to pick up my flock, Fang still glued annoyingly to my side.
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-bergatron