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TLM – Chapter 4 – The Sighting
~ Fang POV ~
I rolled over as the sun streamed in through my windows.
Time to get up, I thought.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes as I looked around at my room. I stood up and lazily walked downstairs to the kitchen. I opened the fridge, grabbed the milk, and walked to the cabinet to get out the Fruity Pebbles. As I poured my cereal, I couldn't help but think about boringly routine my life was.
Every day, I got up and did the same exact things. Eat, watch TV, eat some more, and hang out with my best friend, Iggy.
Iggy was…odd. There was never a dull moment with him around. He loves to build bombs and he is great at it, too. The only two people who know about his hobby are me and Iggy's girlfriend of six months, Ella. So, he never got in trouble for making things explode.
As I crunched down on the last bite of my breakfast, I felt really bored with myself. I need something interesting to occupy myself with. I know! I'll throw a party. Yeah. My parents wouldn't care; after all, they barely knew I existed.
See, my family is disgustingly rich and so, when I was 14, they bought me a mansion. Yes, a mansion. An $800,000 mansion. For my 14th birthday. Then, they left me here all alone and went off somewhere so that they would never have to see me again. They come to visit every year for my birthday and Christmas, but other than that, it was just me, my housekeeper, Maryanne.
After putting my bowl in the sink, I went upstairs and grabbed my phone. I texted everybody on my contacts list, which is pretty much my whole school.
Party my place 2nite 8.
~ Fang
Almost instantly, people started to reply, but I was already heading towards the bathroom to get ready.
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After my shower, I told Maryanne about the party so that she could start preparing.
Exactly at 8:00, the doorbell rang and Maryanne rushed to answer the door.
"Hey, man." Iggy said as he walked in.
"Hi, Fang!" Ella chirped, happily following behind Iggy.
"Hey." I nodded in return.
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Soon, my house was packed so tightly with teenagers that you had to push and shove people out of the way so that you could walk through. Music was blasting throughout the house, a different song in each room, and there was food and drinks everywhere. People were talking, dancing, jumping all over the place, and couples were grinding. There was also quite a few who had brought their own drinks to the party and were currently under the effect of it.
I dug through the crowd to my kitchen, where I opened the fridge and grabbed a soda. I returned to the swarming crowd and found my girlfriend, Lissa (A/N: Lissa is not a slut in this story, she is actually a decent person.), and started dancing with her.
"Hi, Fang!" She shouted over the noise.
"Hey!" I yelled back.
"I haven't seen you in so long! How is your summer?" She asked.
"It's been fine." I replied and she started up a conversation. This was the only thing I didn't like about Lissa. Sure, she was nice and all, but she was always awkward around me and only talked about the boring things that you only talk about with people you don't know very well. We had been dating for almost a year, but she still never really told me anything about herself. She always asked how I was doing and what I was doing, but never really dug for anything deep or tried very hard.
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After a while, the whole house was practically bouncing. There was crap (not poo, just like food and drinks and stuff) and people everywhere. My rich neighbors probably hated my guts right now because of all the noise. I'm just glad nobody called the cops yet.
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~ Max POV ~
Today was the day. We were going to get out of here. I was completely calm. Not freaking out at all. I don't freak out. Ever. I was just about to waltz back into the world I had been gone from for thirteen years, but that didn't scare me. Not one bit.
Okay, actually, I was completely terrified. Horrified. See, I haven't really been outside since I was locked up in here. Even my flying lessons took place in a big room with a field thingy in it. Plus, I had no idea how to live in the real world. Angel and Nudge would always talk about their old lives, but I had no idea what they were saying most of the time. The only memories I have are of my old house and my mom, but even that is really fuzzy.
So, yeah, it scared me. A lot. I was sort of scared into a daze and currently had no idea what was going on. Which is kinda really bad because if this is going to work, I have to be focused.
Okay, I'm going to focus now.
So, I guess while my mentality was blurry, I started walking to the cafeteria for breakfast. Angel and Nudge will be waiting for me, then, we will carry out the plan. I walked towards the big doors and hesitated, gripping the handle.
Deep breaths, Max, deep breaths. Whew. This was nerve wracking. Okay.
I pushed the door open as casually as I could manage and walked in. I rushed through the breakfast line and quickly sat down as Angel and Nudge beckoned me over to them.
I scarfed my meal down and tried not to think about what was about to happen. Finally, when I couldn't postpone it any longer, I said:
"You guys ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." Angel said nervously.
"Yeah, I'm so excited to get out of here! I can't stay in this prison any longer!" Nudge exclaimed.
"Shhhhhh!" I scolded her. "Do you want everybody in this place to know?"
"Oh! Sorry Max, I'm just so nervous about everything! I mean, what if nothing works? What if when we get outside, we forget how to fly? Or walk? Or run? What if people kidnap us? Again? What if shmmk wonmn-" Angel slapped her hand over Nudge's mouth with a glare.
I took a deep breath. "Let's go."
We walked, inconspicuously, over to the Crazy Table. That's what we call the table where the most psychotic and insane people that are here sit. I don't know how the really bad cases of mental illnesses all wound up at the same breakfast table, but it happened.
This was probably the easiest part of the whole plan because it was so effortless to set these people off. Seriously. All you had to do was walk by on your way to throw out your trash and make eye contact and hold it for a little bit. Then, they would flip out and go nutty. Nobody would know it was us.
So, that's exactly what we did.
First, it was Emma. "OHAHOHAHOHAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! THEY'RE OUT TO GET ME! SAVE ME! HELP ME! THEY'VE COME BACK AND THEY WANT ME! SAVE ME! HELP ME!"
Immediately, security guards rushed to the commotion and hopelessly tried to calm her.
Next was Natasha. "!KOOOK!" She continued to yell like a siren and even more security came forward. Already, there was enough security guards away from their posts for our plan to work, but just to be sure, we passed by Shirley.
"THE WORLD IS ENDING! WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE! EVERYBODY TAKE COVER! THE LIVES WE LEAD WILL SOON COME TO AN END! AHHHHHHHHHH!"
After that, even the other patients were running around, trying to save themselves. Every last worker was in here trying to calm the mentally ill. I even saw my dad come in, which was completely, utterly perfect.
It was so chaotic in the room that if we weren't hell-bent on getting out, I would've stared and laughed.
We dashed out the doors and sprinted down the hallway to my dad's office. We got in and locked the doors. Then, Nudge worked on turning off all security precautions and cameras while Angel automatically locked all the doors, including the ones to the cafeteria, and I grabbed maps of the hospital and took all of Jeb's money from his wallet.
We rushed through that and were racing down the hallway in five minutes. If I had time to be proud of us, I would be.
We navigated our way to the back door where there was no doorman or manager and took off, literally. We were out!
It was so amazing to be flying! I felt as if I could do anything in the whole world right now! I was speechless inside my head.
"Wow." Nudge breathed, because, well, she always has something to say.
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~ Jeb POV ~
What the heck had happened?
All of our patients had been running around, screaming and I had no idea why. No one did. After almost a half hour of trying to hold them down, it was finally back to normal. Well, as normal as a mental hospital can be. Then, when I was leaving, the doors were locked!
It was very stressful and the whole thing took almost an hour out of my work time. My day was off to a very bad start.
Then, just because the world hates me, my assistant, Terry, walked in.
"Mr. Batchelder, Sir?" She asked timidly.
"What, Terry?" I almost screamed at her.
"Umm, I'm afraid I have some bad news."
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Hey guys! I hope you liked it! Sorry it took me so long, but with school and everything, I haven't had much time to do much of anything besides my homework :(
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~Yabbers
P.S. I know the part when the crazies started flipping out was weird and stuff, but I didn't know how to make it seem real. So yeah. Sorry.