YEY!!! 8 REVIEWS!!!! Quick author's note! I finished reading FANG and realized that lots of stuff from this story is also in FANG. Hidden cameras, Cindy is a lot like Dr. H-G, and Fang is a jerk. I'm sorry, ppls!! It was an accident! I hadn't read FANG when I had started writing this! Oh, and if you haven't read FANG, you're gonna be lost of who Dr. H-G is, since he'll be mentioned in this chapter. Let's just say, he's an evil meanie! Okay, enough talking like my friend.
WARNING: FANG SPOILER!!!!!! DO NOT READ CHAPTER UNLESS YOU WANT SPOILS!!!! And the spoilers will be gone in the next chapter. And I'll repeat everything important for those of you who want to wait and see what happens by yourself.
Journal NOT a Diary!!!
Max's Journal
March 25, 2010
Okay, maybe I overreacted the other day. But it's about time something good happened to me, right? I agree! Cindy, Fang dumping me like garbage, all this stupid reporters, something good should happen! Sadly, it didn't happen today.
"Max, we're outta milk again," Iggy said, one hand rummaging around in the refrigerater. I sighed, leaning back in my chair. Fang was sitting across from me, and we were cleaverly avoiding each other's eyes. I'm going to have to talk to him sooner or later. I choose later.
I grabbed some money from the counter. "I'll go," I said.
"I have to grab something at the dollar store," Fang said, standing up. "I'll go with you." I pressed my tongue to the back of my teeth to stop from screaming. Suck it up! I told myself. I grabbed my windbreaker and put on, jumping down the steps. Fang was right behind me. He waited until we couldn't see the house before speaking. "Max."
"What?" I said, more ice in my voice then I was hoping for.
"Stop." I felt a strong hand on my shoulder, forcing me to stop. I looked up at him. How had he gotten SO much taller then me? I immidantly looked ahead of me.
And didn't say a word, didn't even breathe.
"Max, you said it yourself, 'You HAVE to face reality, we all do.'" If using people's words against them was an Olympic sport, Fang would take the gold. Hey, shopping is a sport in Paris, it very well could be in some wacky country. But Fang was right, I said it myself, after all. Hey! You sitting there laughing! Stop it! We ALL have problems facing reality sometimes! What, do you live under a freaking ROCK?
I turned back around to face him, but I froze and paled, my eyes widened. Not here, not now!
"What?"
Slowly I lifted a trembling finger and pointed across the road. Fang spun around and his face darkened. Standing across the not-so-busy road was Dr. H-G, talking to Wonder Boy Dylan. (A/N I know that this is after FANG and something would have been swapped, but I know there are some people, like all of my friends, who haven't finished reading FANG and I don't want to spoil their ending for them.)
Dr. H-G pushed Dylan in the bushes when he saw us and walked up. His pretty eyes were cold, with a little fear. Huh, you'd think after he tried to kill the human race he wouldn't have had fear anymore. Or maybe because I haven't given up a grudge, neither has Fang. He will NEVER forget what the whack-job did to him.
"Fancy meeting you here," Fang said sarcastically, ice in his voice. His hands curled into fists, ready for a round 2 if necessary.
I, on the other hand, wasn't going to stand around. I didn't think as I swung my fist, connecting with Dr. Scary's jaw. His head whipped back, and he had my hand print on his face. I thought, hoped I wouldn't see him again after the bird-kid vs. evil people's fight at his house. "What are you doing here!?'
Dr. Scary popped his jaw back into place. "What are YOU doing here?"
Fang was going to answer him, but I covered his mouth. I wasn't stupid enough to tell him where I was staying.
"Oh, I remember now, you're staying with your mommy, aren't you, Max? I guess a fifteen-year-old winged kid destined to save the world even has to come crying to her mommy every once in a while." He smirked.
I was too shocked to throw another punch. How did he know that? I opened my mouth for a smart comment, but nothing came out.
"Let me explain," the doctor insisted. "After I was nearly killed by that bozo, forgetting what was intirly important, LIFE, I came looking for you. That's when I remembered where your mother lived, Max. I knew that was the place you'd run to for shelter. Then I descovered that those twins Isabelle and Isabella, Is and Bella, as you call them, and their mother Sam were coming to visit you. It helped all the more that Bella had a little crush on our favorite fifteen-year-old bird kid. And after you attacked her in Macy's, it all played out perfectly. You and Fang went running off without them, and I was there to pick up the pieces. Bella was more then happy for revenge. I had developed a new camera, so tiny you can hardly see it, and she was very pleased to place them in every room of the house. Iggy needed milk, so you ran out of the house, facing all those naggy reporters trying to get the new bird-kid dirt. Then you answered that Arazona News reporter, Cindy, and she found out about my plan. She thought it was just what she needed to please her watchers. So we made a pact, she would record everything in her stupid little notebook, and in return this whole thing was kept quiet. Until now. Then you, Max, had to run off to the news station with that sob story to help you get in, and Cindy was stupid enough to pop up with that notebook. You stole it and descovered what was inside, and knew that there was something helping her. You two found my cameras and destroyed them. Such a shame, I could have missed the most juicy things of all! But I'm sure that that robot Bella will me perfectly happy to place some more."
So Bella WAS the spy. And for all we knew, Is and Sam could be inside it, too. After all, the Terrible Three have stuck together so far, right? Right. Wait till Mom heard this! She would kick them out before they could even blink an eye! It was all too good!
The Wonder Boy stood up and brushed the leaves from his pants. He sent Dr. Scary a death glare before stalking over to us. He shot Fang a loot. He thought Fang was long-gone. Fang's hands curled into fists. I remembered Fang telling me about the lies, which seemed true at the time. Lies that almost killed him, literally.
"Max," Fang whispered. "Go on."
"What?"
"GO!"
Something in his voice made me go on. But not to the store, I ran back to the house. Even though it wasn't very far away, I was out of breath when I burst through the door. Everyone was sitting around the table still, eating dry cereal. They all looked up at me.
Sam stood up so fast her chair fell backwards. "What is it Max?"
Angel's eyes widened. It went across the table, everyone asking what was wrong, until it got to Iggy. "Where's the milk?"
You're sister pops into the doorway out of breath with her eyes wide and all you can ask is where the freaking MILK is? Nudge punched his shoulder but he repeated his question.
To bad for your stupid milk, Ig. I think I have bigger problems then milk. I sat the money on the table and shook my head. "N-nothing. Don't worry bout it." I ran, more like quickly walked, to my room. So Dr. H-G had returned for revenge. He was the one trying to get the dirt on us. I was right--Bella was a spy. And Cindy just wanted something.
So now I'm laying on my bed, writing all this junk down. And by the way Ella, Mom got your call by now. You're coming for a visit, THANK YOU!! I need someone to talk to who isn't in my flock or a possible tradior. So you'll get to read my POV of your visit, good for you. :( So the next time I write, it'll probably be about your visit.
-Maximum