Journal NOT a Diary!!!

Max's Journal

March 6, 2010

I was able to avoid Fang, and Is, and Bella.....and Sam......and Mom....I think that's it, the day after Cindy's broadcast. I was so stupid, I actuallythought Cindy Wynn was my friend! She embarrassed me the first time, by accident, I guess. But the second time, it was very much on purpose. She was a reporter and a columnist. She does anything for a good story, anything to help her career by getting the latest news and the biggest craze. Right then, I was the biggest craze. I guess after her broadcast I got even more popular.

Not only that, but Ella, your March issue of Broadway Teens came in on the 2nd and Nudge flipped to Cindy's colume. She had wrote about me in there, too. I learned one thing, never trust reporters, no matter how friendly they seem.

Earlier this morning, Nudge found the address for the Broadway Teens andthe Arizona News. I found her doing a broadcast for the Arizona News, and I wasn't allowed in. "You must wait until it's finished," said the guard at the door.

"That will be two hours from now! And I need to talk to Cindy Wynn desperately." Since when did I use 'despretly'? Ugh, Cindy has done more then embarrass me, she's expanded my vocabulary. Great. I wanted to kill the woman even more now.

The guard raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

This I couldn't tell. I glanced nervously around. "Because.... my mother is her close friend and was put in the hospital a few hours ago. She keeps calling her name. The doctors wanted me to get her!" Talk about a huge lie.

"Oh, okay. Go on in and she'll be with you momentarily. Go in the lobby." The guard opened the door and let me in. There was a long, narrow hall with doors everywhere. The one on the right said 'Lobby.' I pushed open the door and walked in.

The lobby had white and gold checkered tiles, the gold so bright it hurt my eyes. Yellow walls that looked like a baby threw up on them and a plain white ceiling. There wasn't anything on the walls, except for lines and lines of TVs along the long wall to my right. There was nothing on the floor except a few sofas and chairs here and there.

"This place needs serious re-decorating," I said aloud to myself. I sat down on an ugly yellow sofa, that was actually comfortable. All the TVs on the walls were tuned in to a live Arizona News broadcast, and who was on the screen but Cindy Wynn. She was sitting at a desk with the state of Arizona behind her, a mike and note cards in front of her. She thanked the person who had introduced her and looked at the camera seriously.

"Many of you have heard about the bird-girl Maximum, Max for short," Cindy said. I threw my head back and let out a long groan. Not this again! Was this woman trying to kill me? What embarrassing news was she going to tell about me this time? "A few days ago she reviled about Nick, the young man that was supposedly the base of the cat fight in the Mesa Mall's Macy's." Talk about a tongue twister. Cindy herself had trouble saying it. "Now, the other girl of the fight, Isabella Smith, tells her side of the story."

"WHAT?!" I yelled aloud, standing up. How could Bella do this? She would do anything to get Fang to like her, and hate me. She was able to say anything she wanted to about me. The screen moved to a phone chat, the state of Arizona a background yellow. What's with this news company and yellow?? As each person from the call said something, the letters appeared on the screen for the deaf. The words Ciny said was in dark yellow, amazingly visible, and Bella's words were in back.

I didn't watch the words fly across the screen. I buried my face in a yellow cushion on the sofa and listened.

"It was horrible," Bella's voice said. "He wanted me to kiss him, so I did and Max just went off on me." That was so a lie! He did NOT want her to kiss him, he was trying to get away!

"She knew Nick wanted me to kiss him," Bella continued. "She was just jealous he wanted me. I had no idea Max was half bird, and Nick didn't either. My sister saw Max attacking me and wanted to help. She was trying to talk to her when she exploaded."

"What do you mean 'exploaded?'" Cindy asked.

"She just went off. She cursed us and said she would get revenge. Then she snapped out her....wings. It shocked all of us, and she threatened the nice clerk that offered to call the police. She tried to kill me, too! She hit me with her wing hard, hoping to hurt me."

Lies, all lies. Yeah, I did hit Bella with my wing, she she hasn't seen how hard I can hit something with my wing. I didn't do anything but land a nasty bruise on her head. If I wanted to kill her, I could. I didn't cuss at her, and I wasn't jealous! Okay, maybe a little, but Fang didn't want her to kiss him.

I picked up my head and looked at the screen as Cindy came into view again. "Sad story, so tragic. A bird girl who has a temper. I'm just so happy Isabella is all right, and I'm sure everyone will agree. Stay tuned for Margrite Davidson with the earthquak in Chile." It cut to commercial. I grabbed a pillow and covered my face, muffling my scream.

Two minutes later Cindy Wynn opened the door. "Ah, Max."

My face was red from anger. "How could you? I trust you and you put me on the air? And you tell lies about what happened at the mall? That Isabella is lying through her teeth and you're buying it! I trust you and tell you how I really feel and this is how you repay me? Embarress be in front of--" I covered my mouth before I said Nick or Fang. If I did, who knows what would spill out of my mouth and be put of TV. I didn't care if what I say about Bella ends up on TV. I really don't.

"What do you mean? All lies?"

"Yes! Everything Bella--Isabella said to you on the phone are lies! F--Nick--" Did I seriously just say Fnick again? "--didn't want her to kiss him! He was trying to escape! And I never cussed at her, I don't cuss! And okay, maybe I did hit her with my wing, but I wasn't trying to hurt her. If I wanted to, I could have killed her in a heartbeat."

Cindy's eyebrows raised. She pulled out a pad and pencil and started to scribble down. "Perfect! This will be wonderful for the next broadcast and--"

I jerked the notebook from her. "Focus your next broadcast on this!" I grabbed a little table and threw it at her. She ducked and it broke on the ground right behind her. I stormed out, ignoring the quesitoning guard. I disappeard in the woods and flew to the house, landing in the woods around it. I ran up the porch steps and into the house.

Or I had planned to run into house. It wouldn't budge when I tried to open it, so I banged my head on the wood. I staggered backwards and caught myself on the rail. My head was already full of knots from the day before. I fished in the potted plant, where Mom always keeps a spair key. I unlocked the door and walked in. The house was empty, or so I thought.

I went in the living room and collaped on the couch, turning on the TV. What was on? Why, the Arizona News, of course! Wow, my life sucks! Cindy Wynn was back on.

"Dr. M? Sam? Is that you?" a voice called from down the hall. I looked up in alarm. Fang appeared in the doorway, looking like he just woke up from a nap. At least he was smart enough to lock the door! "Oh, hey, Max."

"Where's everyone else?"

"Sam took Is, Bella, Nudge, and Angel shopping. Dr. M took Gazzy and Iggy to the movie. I saw Cindy's broadcast."

I gritted my teeth. "Of course you did. Lies, all lies! Everything that was said, lies! Except me hitting Bella with my wing. But I wasn't trying to kill her! If I wanted to, I could in a heartbeat, you know that? Humans are so......fragile......it's actually sad."

Fang chuckled. "Tell me about it. Angel broke Is's nose today after breakfast when you left. You should have heard Is and Bella sqeal. It was hilarous."

I couldn't help but smile. But I was also a little disapponted. Why couldn't it have been Bella? I looked back at the TV and gasped. "This never happened!! How can she get pictures of something that never happened?" Fang ran over and we watched pictures scroll across the screen. Me and Fang kissing outside a resturant, his arms wrapped pertectivly around my waist. Me and Bella standing on opposite ends of a fashion runway, looking at each other with hatred in our eyes. Then Fang and Bella kissing, her hands tangled in his hair, her pressed against him hard, kissing passionatly.

"Max, that never happened! You have to believe me!" Fang begged.

"I know. None of this did. She's just a scrawny, lying human." Cindy appeared again on the TV.

"Now, earlier this morning, Max gave me a phone call between her and the mysterious Fnick after the first time Max's love was broadcasted." I blushed bright red as I felt Fang's eyes on me. Wait--did she just call him Fnick?

Again, the words scrolled across the screen as 'we' said them. I flipped of the TV. "I can't watch any more of this."

Fang laid a hand on my shoulder. "Forget Cindy."

"Just like we 'forgot' the first broadcast. Look how well that turned out!"

"Max--"

"Just forget it, for real, this time." I ripped away from him and walked down the hall towards my room, thakful he wasn't following me as a tear rolled down my cheek. That's when I remembered I still have Cindy's notebook. I put it under my pillow and pulled out this journal. So that's where I am now, laying on my bed, hoping that Fang doesn't knock on the door, waiting for everyone else to get back.

--Maximum