Chapter 2

(Max P.O.V)

After dinner, Ella and I told Mom "good night" and headed up to my begin the grueling process of making out an outfit.

After spending ten minutes in my closet, Ella turned to me and said something I didn't hear because of the head phones in my ears. I pulled them out.

"You have nothing here," she said. "Let's go to my room."

Horror immediately took over my expression and I wondered why it was that I had to be cursed to wear the same size as Ella.

"Oh come on," she said tugging me out of my room.

Ella's room was set up similar to mine. The only difference was the lack of video games.

I lay on Ella's bed listening to music as she ransacked her closet.

Eventually, she settled on an outfit. One that looked really great, but still made me feel comfortable.

I kissed he goodnight and headed to bed.

I woke the next morning to someone pounding on my room door.

"Max! Wake up! Open the damn door!" Ella shouted.

"God Ella!" I said, flying the door open. "What are you trying to do? Wake up elephants?"

"The outfit that I picked for you? I'm changing it."

"What! Ella? Are you serious?!" I screamed.

"I just remembered something. Remember the outfit I bought you for your birthday?"

"Yeah?"

"Wear it," she commanded.

"Ok," I really liked the outfit that Ella had bought me for my birthday.

"Go shower. I'll be waiting in here to do your hair and make-up."

That's when I looked down and realized that Ella was dressed for school.

She wore a purple tube top and a black blazer, a mid-thigh jeans skirt with black wedged heels. Her hair cascaded beautifully down her back in luscious, bountiful curls. Her make-up was immaculately applied.

"How can you be dressed and ready already?" I asked. "It's only," I checked my Micky Mouse clock on my bedside table, "7: 10. Holy crap!" I shot into the bathroom.

After taking a ten minute shower, (I'm not gonna put that in detail. Creeps). I headed back to my room to get dressed. Ella was holding my outfit in her hands. I took them from her and she modestly turned her back allowing me to get dressed.

The outfit that Ella had bought me was a pair of white skinny jeans and a black blouse, similar to a crop top. Where the sleeves should have started, there were silver chains and the actual sleeves started about two inches off of my shoulder. The was obviously customized, because written on it in white was 'Maximum Ride,'- with wings sprouting from the 'M' and 'R'- numerous times. She had also bought a pair of custom made black sneakers with 'MR' written all over it in white.

After I gotten dressed, Ella curled my hair really nicely, and had it flow really gently down my back. She used some nude make-up on my face and clear lip gloss on my lips. When she was finished, I looked great. Ella stood looking at me like a painter admiring his master piece.

"Thanks El," I told her. "I look great."

'Did you expect something else," she asked.

I rolled my eyes as I headed to the door.

'Wait. Jewellery."

I stopped with my hand half outstretched to the door, turned to face Ella and smiled.

'I know exactly what will go with this outfit," I said.

I hurried back to my dresser and removed a pair of black feather earrings from my jewellery box. I held them up for Ella's inspection.

"Perfect," she smiled.