I am sooooo sorry for not updating. (I'm not even going to put up an excuse.) I'm just going to jump right into the next chapter.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Maximum Ride.
Iggy's POV
I was at Gazzy's house playing video games when his sister, Angel, ran down the stairs into the basement screaming: "WE'RE GETTING A SISTER!" at the top of her lungs. Angel was 7, so I guess when the news of her getting an adopted sister came around, she became a little excited. "I can't wait. I can't wait. I can't wait!" Angel skipped out of the room. Gazzy looked at me laughing. "Well, at least she's excited. I personally think I'm good with just Angel and Ella." (A/N Iggy can see in this story.)
We continued on with our video game. Eventually, we got bored and went upstairs. It was even more crazy up there.
Gazzy's mother had cleaned the place. (It was so clean that even the hard wood floors shone.) Dr. Batchelder, Gazzy's step-father, was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a coffee. Dr. Martinez (she decided to keep her maiden name and not change it) re-cleaned her kitchen counter. Ella and Angel were circling around their living room chanting: "She's coming in (insert number here) minutes!". The place was getting pretty hectic.
I was only here because Gazzy didn't want to be the only teenage boy in the house when she came. The doorbell rang and he gave me a look. His new sister was here.
Gazzy's POV
5 hours earlier
"Can you at least tell me her name?" I asked. I honestly didn't want a sister. I already had my older sister Ella, who was 13, and little Angel, who was 7. Now I was getting some other teenage girl in the house. Ella was bad enough with all her girl talk and make up and fashion. Angel was interested in her dolls and all the other stuff girls her age liked. If I had to get another sibling, I would've wanted a brother. I could play video games with him and we could hang out.
"It's Max." My mom looked up from her violent scrubbing as she said this. "And please, be nice to her. She's moved from house to house all her life."
Mom never explained what that meant.
"What kind of a name is Max?" I half-muttered that to myself. "Jake!" (A/N Jake is his name because I'm not going to even try spelling out Zephyr every time Dr. Martinez talks to him.) Mom had stopped cleaning and looked at me, almost outraged. "Be nice!"
"Whatever." I muttered and walked down to the basement. I made sure to call Iggy on the way down. There was no way in hell that I was going to be the only boy in the house when 'Max' came.
Max's POV
I walked up to my new home. It looked pretty nice. It had three floors and a small balcony on the third floor. I stepped out of the car that had driven me here, saying thank you to the driver and walked up to the front door. It's now or never.
I nervously pulled my duffel bag loser to my body. It was all I owned, so traveling had been light. I gulped, nervous to meet them.
Now, I have been to other families' houses, but I never was this nervous. The other families usually had one kid, but the Batchelders had three. I rang the doorbell and the door swung open. It was time to meet my new family.
(Okay, okay. I was going to stop here. But then again, I left you guys hanging for a few months (sorry about that). I'm going to write more, so remember to review. K thx, I'll shut up now.)
A little girl with blonde hair opened the door for me. "OMG! She's hereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" The girl ran- she sort of skipped as well- off into the house, leaving me standing by the door. A woman came to the door laughing and holding the little girl's hand. "Welcome Max, I'm Dr. Valencia Martinez." (A/N No, they are not related. Even though they both have the same last name. I sometimes have no idea what was going through my mind when I came up with the last names in this fic... Oh well.) "H-hi." I don't stutter when I get nervous, it's just sometimes I can't properly enunciate words. Dr. Martinez smiled at me.
"And I'm Angel!" The girl- Angel smiled at me.
"Yep. Now, Angela, why don't you bring Jake and Ella over here to say 'hi' to Max?" Angel ran off into the house again after a quick nod. "I can show you to your room." Dr. Martinez's voice snapped my attention away from Angel. I nodded and followed her.
We both walked over to the staircase and started climbing. We passed the hallway that led to the second floor and got to the third floor. There were four doors on the third floor.
"One of them is my ex-husband's old office. One of them is a storage closet that is big enough for a small bed. The third is the bathroom, even though your room has it's own bathroom. The fourth is your room. Hopefully it's large enough for you." She looked down at my duffel bag. "Is that all you have with you?" I nodded. "Okay then, I'll leave you to get settled. We'll be back up in 20 minutes to introduce you to the rest of your new family." She smiled at me and walked back down the staircase. This is going to be so much more different than Dad's military base...
Fang's POV
My phone buzzed for the hundredth time this minute. Iggy and Gazzy both kept texting me, complaining about something their mother had done. I didn't really pay attention to what they were saying. My phone buzzed again and then it went silent. I waited: nothing. I checked the last message sent to me, it read: IF YOU DON'T ANSWER THIS, I'M COMING OVER
It was Gazzy. I live on the street next to his, but my backyard and his backyard are facing each other. He could easily hop the fence and get inside my house. I ran to my window just in time to see Gazzy's foot clear the fence. I ran to the first floor of my house. I needed to stop the crazy kid before he hurt himself. I threw open my back door and ran to where Gazzy was attempting to hop the fence. "FANG!" He screeched when he saw me. "Please don't fall..." He fell.
"Oof," Gazzy brushed the dirt off of himself. "Why didn't you answer me?" He looked into my eyes- or tired to. I'm 6'2, he's 5'3. There's almost a foot in between us. "I just didn't want to." Gazzy looked exasperated.
"Please help me." I looked at him questioningly. I was friends with Iggy, and Iggy was friends with Gazzy, so I was half-friends with Gazzy. Still, something didn't sit right with me about the fact that I, a 14-year-old, was hangin out with him, a 12-year-old. Iggy really couldn't care less, but I has some social sense. It was kind of weird when Gazzy came over to hang out (this only happened twice).
"I have a new sister." I never knew Dr. Martinez had gotten pregnant. Was I really that out of it? Gazzy almost seemed to read my mind. "Not like that. My mom decided to adopt a girl. She's older than me and Ella. Mom said she's about your age."
I almost felt bad for Gazzy, having not one but two teenage sisters. I was also cursed with a teenage sister... (A/N I'm a girl...)
"She already arrived five minutes ago, but I haven't met her yet. I need you there with me for moral support." I sighed and followed him to the fence. I was going to meet Gazzy's new sister.
I'm proud of myself. I finally did a good-length chapter. So, my uploading schedule is going to be weird. As this gets posted, I'm (hopefully) going to be writing the next chapter. I'm still super sorry for not uploading in forever. I still have to write the final chapter for my other story... Anyway, please review. It makes me happy and gives me more motivation to upload.
Thanks for reading.
-Andy