AN: ILuvMyFangPlushie here.
Thank you Glitters for reviewing and giving me your opinion. I will try my best.
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Thank you DogsAreAwesome for favoriting my first Angel story.
I'm sorry guys. This story isn't as good as it used to be. I'll try to make it better, I really will, starting now. Hopefully, I didn't scare anyone off.
You know what? My last chapter really was crap. Glitters gave me her opinion and I kind of agree. I was just so excited about all the feedback I got from my Vampire Academy story, I wasn't really thinking straight on this story and so it was rushed and thoughtless.
So I decided to rewrite it. Sorry, if you were waiting for the next chapter.
Here is the Font key: Telepathic toys talking to each other or to themselves will be written in bold italics. Telepathic toys talking to Angel or anyone else will be in bold. Max and anyone else thinking back to the voices is in italics. Angel speaking telepathicly is underlined.
Enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride.
Chapter 7: Day Two
The flock go back to school the next day. It's their second day. Hopefully better than the first.
Why should we have to play in this playground. It's so small. We should play in the bigger playground. The one with everyone else.
We should, shouldn't we, but Max says this is wrong, Angel wonders.
But it isn't wrong, I'm just using my powers, the way I'm meant to. I need to practice.
I should practice my powers, or they'll go away.
Angel raises her hand.
"Yes, Ariel?" the teacher asks.
"I want to play in the big playground," Angel replies.
"The playground is big, sweetie," the teacher replies.
"I know, but I wanna play in the BIGGER one," Angel says.
But our playground is big enough.
No, the bigger playground.
"I guess there is no reason you can't play in the big field," the teacher replies slowly.
Angel's classmates cheer.
Excellent. I just have to give my little Angel a little more practice. The more she uses it, the stronger it will become. Pretty soon, nothing will be able to stop her powers. Nothing other than me and my minions of course. Nothing is more powerful than me. Once she learns her full powers, we'll be unstoppable.
The children play in the big field.
They play Swan Lake.
Angel wonders about what Jeb had told her. About their plans. How they would survive. She's six, it doesn't worry her. It won't. Not yet.
Max has English.
Sam sits in front of her. He stares at her a little.
So the boy likes her. This could work. I could use him.
Later Max has study hall.
It's her favorite class.
She wants to do more research. She needs to know. Maybe she can find something.
All the computers are taken.
Sam sits by the computer looking up something.
Someone's behind me.
Sam turns around.
He sees Max.
He smiles.
I should get off. She looks like she needs a computer.
I'm not really done, it wasn't important anyways, but she looks like she's waiting for one.
Max. She's in my Language Arts class.
He looks at her.
Max feels stunned for a bit. She wonders why he's looking at her.
They talk for a minute.
He gives her the computer.
She gets on the computer.
She doesn't feel like she belongs here. Everything is so confusing.
She thinks. She doesn't recollect any of the words that were on the papers.
She peers out the window for a second. She sees Angel outside. It irritates her, that Angel did not listen.
Forget her. I have more important things to worry about right now.
She keeps thinking.
Ter Borcht.
Yes, Ter Borcht was on some of those papers.
She types in Ter Borcht.
She clicks on the first link.
Ter Borcht, Roland. Geneticist. Medical licese revoked, 2001. Imprisoned for unauthorized criminal experiments on humans, 2002. A contraversial figure in the field of genetic research, ter Borcht was for many years considered a genius, and the leading reseacher in human genetics. However, in 2002, after being found guilty of criminal human experiments, ter Borcht was declared insane. He is currently incarcerated in the "Dangerous Incurable" wing of a rehabilitation facility in the Netherlands.
Mr. Pruitt was in his office.
I should check on that older blond girl, the winged one.
Max, yes her name was Max. See what she's up to. Where could she be now?
He searches through the files. He takes a looks at Max's schedule.
Study hall.
She must be in the computer lab.
He walks into the computer lab.
He yells at a couple people talking.
There she is. She's not doing anything at the moment. I must keep an eye on her, though. Just in case.
Max leaves the room.
Fang is sitting in another classroom close by.
"Okay class, I need some papers from Ms. Flarsy. Does anyone want to volunteer and get them for me?" Fang's teacher asks.
Lissa smiles at Fang.
She likes him too. I could use her.
I should volunteer and then ask Nick to come with me.
He's so hot. Maybe I could get him to like me.
Lissa raises her hand.
"Thank you, Lissa," the teacher says.
"Can Nick come with me?" Lissa ask.
"Nick would you like to go?"
Fang shrugs.
"Alright, she's just down the hall, room 432," the teacher says giving them both a pass.
Lissa pulls Fang out of the room.
She talks to him.
'He's so quiet, maybe I can get him to talk to me,' she wonders.
She then pulls him into an open room.
She keeps talking.
Max is coming. Her emotions aren't stable, not right now. It should be easy to use this Lissa. I could crush her.
Lissa talks some more. He's still not talking to me. Why won't he talk to me.
I should kiss him.
I should, shouldn't I? Maybe if I do, he'll like me.
Lissa kisses him.
Fang doesn't know what to do. So, he just kisses her back.
Max walks by. She sees Fang.
Max feels sick. She runs.
Okay. Just calm down. So he kissed someone. Big deal. Why should I care anyway? Why should I care if he kissed every girl in the whole school?
Maybe you have feelings for him.
Maybe not.
You can't stay children forever. People grow up, have kids of their own. Think about it.
Max shrieks in frustration. She still feels sick and she doesn't know why. She doesn't like it.
Iggy, Gazzy, and Nudge are having an okay day. Nothing out of the ordinary happened at school today.
It's time to go back to Anne's.
They walk out of the school together.
Ari watches with Max II and some other Erasers, outside in black van. He thinks about Max. He's always thinking about Max.
The Erasers drive closer to the rest of the flock.
The Erasers jump out of the van.
They fight.
The flock flew away.
Max catches a glimpse of Max II.
They go back to Anne's.
They look dirty and beat up.
Anne cries out in fake horror. She asks them what had happened.
They explain the Erasers to her.
She pretends to not know what they are.
She pretends not to know what happened.
Of course she sent them there. She just has to pretend she doesn't know.
Max is worrying.
Anne tells them that she is going to make some phone calls. She tells Max that there won't be any Erasers. Little does Max know. Anne's just calling in more.
Sighing, Max tucks the kids into bed. She tries.
Max tucks in Nudge.
Anne tucks in Angel.
Max doesn't like that.
Max and Angel talk about Ari.
Max leaves Angel's room.
She talks to Fang.
She thinks Anne's trying to take her place.
"You're a fighter, not a mom," Fang says.
She wants to both. She's just not girly enough, not like the other girl.
Her jeolousy takes over for a minute and she shoves him.
He shoves her back.
He frustrates her. She hates this. This isn't how their relationship is supposed to be like.
They just stand there, breathing fast. She's angry and frustrated and humiliated.
Fang looks at her. He loves her, of course he does.
He tries to make her feel better. Just a little bit.
"You're girly enough, as I recall," Fang says quietly. The earlier anger disappears and she starts to feel humiliated with the kiss on the beach.
"And you've been a great mom. But you're only fourteen and you shouldn't have to be a mom. Give yourself ten years or so."
Fang turns away and starts to walk.
Fang tells her about his blog.
Max II sits outside on a tree.
She thinks about Max. She watches her through the window. She feels the same way as the real Max. How they are always feel so alone, even when they are surrounded by people. How they are so much alike, even as a clone, they still share the same feelings.
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