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MaxPOV
Monday morning I walked slowly through the halls, hugging my books sloe to me so I did not drop them. People around my pushed and shoved to get through the crowded way, yelling at each other loudly.
In the distance, I saw Iggy and Gazzy approach me. They soon stood inf ront of me, smiling warmly towards me. I stopped walking.
"Hey, guys," I said.
"Max," Iggy stated seriously, "it's time,"
I rode an eyebrow, slightly confused, "er -" I started.
"Max! Today is the day! It is time for us to do our next prank! This is gonna blow!" Gazzy yelled excitedly, jumping up and down.
I suddenly realized what they were talking about, asking, "so, what's the prank?"
"That information is classified," said Iggy, wiggling his eyebrows, "but we can give you a clue, dearest Max,"
Gazzy looked at Iggy, "it's not really a prank, though..." he trailed off.
"Yeah, more like... Entertainment! Yeah, that's it,"
I knocked his shoulder, "quit that, it's freaking me out," Iggy cracked a smile, laughing slightly, "so what's the clue?"
Gazzy held up one finger, "One. Period Two, Sport," I nodded, "two. Music, loud," I smiled, understanding.
"Oh, God! You can't be serious!" Gazzy and Iggy nodded like bobble heads, laughing and smiling. "ok, can I make a request, then?"
I smiled widely as Gazzy grabbed a notepad out of his jeans pocket, "what'll it be?"
(*-*)
Period 1 passed in a blur, as Monday morning maths usually did. Period 2 soon came: PDHPE.
I had PE with Nudge, Kim, Angel, Gazzy, Iggy and Fang. I loved sport, cause I was good at it, I suppose, plus I always got great marks.
I arrived at the lockers, seeing everyone already inside. "Hey, guys," I great. There was a chorus of responses as I walked to my locker and quickly getting changed. I made small conversation with Kim as I tied my shoes, but was soon out the door, waiting for the rest of the class to come out.
I met Couch on the track field. "Are we doing track, Couch?" I asked, making conversation.
"5 laps, that's all," I heard few groans from the group that had now formed. I stood back to the class next to Fang, who smirked at me. I had to double-take, as it was so strange to see Fang out of black clothes and in the blue sports uniform.
Just then, Couch blew the whistle, when voices rose over the fields speaker system.
"Hell-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-lo, track runners!" I recognized as Gazzy's voice, "during this period, we are here to entertain! So sit back, exercise and enjoy this special treat!"
"First up," said the voice of Iggy, "is a request from Miss Maximum Ride! "And Run" everybody!" His voice cut out as music played. I smiled at Fang who was looking admirialy down at me.
"Ok, guys! You know what to do!"
I started to run, Kim, Nudge and Angel running along behind me, taking backing as I started sing as I jogged:
"Kinda wish I had the courage, A bit of bravery. So tired of waiting on a man to come and save me.
Wishing I had everything, Or something really. Hard to admit it, But now I'm thinking freely.
I'm going to open my mind to all these, New found exciting possibilities."
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"I'm making all my own plans,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"Throwing all my old ones away,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"Gonna grow up, Be someone.
Draw a map, find a path. Take a breath and run. And run.
Filling my head with words to encourage me,
Gotta get my act so straight so I can truly believe.
That what I'm waiting for, is really worth the wait.
Stop bringing myself down, I gotta know what makes me great.
I'm going to open my mind to all these,
New found exciting possibilities,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"I'm making all my own plans,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"Throwing all my old ones away,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"Gonna grow up, Be someone. Draw a map, find a path. Take a breath and run.
I am trying to get past this, Be better than I once was. Tired of waiting, on someone else.
I am trying to get past this, Be better than I once was. Tired of waiting on someone else, I can fix it by myself. "Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"I'm finally taking a stand,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"I've learned from all my mistakes,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"I'm making all my own plans,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"Throwing all my old ones away,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"Gotta grow up, be someone. Draw a map, find a path. Take a breath and run.
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"Run, run, run, run,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh,"
"Run, run, run, run,"
"Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh.
Oh ah oh ah oh ah oh oh."
As we sang, we jogged around the track field, bunched together. I ran at the front, and the other three in a row behind me. Once we had finished, people around us clapped and cheered. I laughed.
I finally got seriously in my running, sprinting away from Nudge, Kim and Angel. Soon, I had lapped everyone in my class execpt Fang, who held a strong postion at the front.
I soon caught up with him, weaving in and out of other runners as they huffed and puffed, me fine with my breathing.
"Wassup, Fang?" I asked casually, sneaking up behind him. He looked to me, slightly shocked with how I got to the front so quickly. "That was a sneaky trick thoe boys pulled, huh?"
He turned his head back to the front as I ran next to him, nodding, "yeah, definatley. Oh, nice singly, by the way," he added. I blushed slightly.
"Well," I said, wiping my brow, "Leaving is such sweet sorrow, but... Toodles!" I sprung out in front, leaving Fang in the dust, mouth hanging open in shock with my speed. I lapped the track easily, enjoying the sensation. Music continued playing thrugh the speakers, though I barely heard it through the wind blowing through my eyes. I laugh to myself, soon finishing off way before everyone else. I stopped near Couch, plonking myself onto the grass, breathing heavily, trying to get me breathe.
"Impressive, Ride," said Couch, "both the running and the singing... It take true talent to multi task like that, and have no practice for choreography, considering that was pretty impressive," I smiled at Couch's words, not at all embarrased. He smiled sown at me, holding his clipbourd and pen in one hand. He looked back out to the field as students slowly jogged the perimeter of the track field.
"Thanks, Couch,"
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