Chapter 13
Max's POV
Ugh.
Tomorrow is…drumroll please
The first day of school. Note the sarcasm.
I have nothing against learning, ok? Just the people there. Most of them are sluts, jocks and gossipers. I hate those people. Apparently Dr. M placed me in all of Iggy and Fang's classes.
Terrific.
So now I'm packing up my bag. I have to admit I love my bag. It's like my motorcycle, black with blue splatters. It's great, really.
And I can take my bike. Fang and Iggy are taking their car, and they have to drop off Angel and Gazzy. Nudge is a freshman along with Ella. Iggy, Fang and I are all in our junior year.
And what did I just get word of too? There is a welcome back dance tomorrow night. Who has a dance on a Monday night?!
Ugh.
This is why Maximum Ride doesn't fit into school. I don't do 'normal'.
Alright all packed with my notebooks, folders, binders, pencil, pens, and they haven't given us our books yet. Thank god though. The bag looks like it's going to explode already.
I sighed and walked out to the balcony. I grabbed my guitar and jumped up to the branch. I just sat there and played a few chords.
Then I started to sing. But yet I didn't notice the flock enter.
(Max)
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
(Gazzy) huh. Who knew he could rap.
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh, well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public. Excuse me
For wanting my cake and eat it too, and wanting it both ways
Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
When I blew; see, but it was confusing
'Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (wooh!)
Hit the lottery, oh wee
But with what I gave up to get it was bittersweet
It was like winning a used mink
Ironic 'cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think
'Cause I'm
(Max)
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
(Nudge and Angel doing backup)
Well, that's nothing
Well, that's nothing
(Gazzy)
Now, I ain't much of a poet but I know somebody once told me
To seize the moment and don't squander it
'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, pondering'll do you wonders.
No wonder you're losing your mind the way it wanders.)
Yoda-loda-le-hee-hoo
I think it went wandering off down yonder
And stumbled on 'ta Jeff VanVonderen
'Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me and I can't conquer it
My OCD's conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking
I'm just relaying what the voice in my head's saying
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the
(Max, Nudge and Angel)
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
(Angel and Nudge)
Well, that's nothing
Well, that's nothing
(Gazzy)
Call me crazy but I have this vision
One day that I'd walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then drums get killed and I'm coming straight at
MC's, blood get spilled and I'll
Take you back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that
Pumped up feeling and shit to say back
To the kids who played him
I ain't here to save the fucking children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels it and then relates that's great
It's payback, Russell Wilson falling way back
In the draft, turn nothing into something, still can make that
Straw into gold chump, I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straightjacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothing, I'm still friends with the
(Max)
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
[2x]
(Angel and Nudge)
Well, that's nothing
Well, that's nothing
I smiled, that was pretty cool. Our voices were awesome and Iggy and Fang kept a solid beat.
"ZOMG you need to join the band Max! Didn't you hear how awesome we sounded! And ZOG our voices were perfect together! But not as great as yours and Fang! ZOMG you guys need to do a duet! And we need to perform this at our next gig. ZOMG and you guys would be a great couple! ZOMG what are you wearing tomorrow! Can I dress you up! I could make you smoking hot! ZOMG the guys wouldn't be able to keep their eyes off of you! Oh you don't even need that much makeup! ZOMG you could even get anybody I bet!" Nudge ended her rant without taking a breath.
I looked at nudge, horrified. I don't wear makeup, skirts. Nope nada. I quickly picked up my guitar and walked back into my room.
"Never happening Nudge" I replied and looked away. I am NOT falling for the bambi eyes.
I opened my closet with my key, said the passcode in Russian, and walked in. I placed my guitar in its case. I felt the others walk into the closet. I ignored them as I locked up my guitar. Until Iggy opened up his mouth.
"Hey Max?" Iggy asked, I looked at him from over my shoulder. "Um what in that big suitcase with like 5 locks? I didn't even think I could open that." I tensed.
Well fudge.
"Oh um" I started "Just some possessions of mine" I said casually.
"Really? Can we see?" Angel asked, excited. I hesitated, but shrugged and went to the suitcase.
I started to unlock it with the multiple keys it took. The last lock clicked loudly and the alert went off on my phone. Everybody jumped but I just smirked.
I disabled the alarm and unlock the final step on my phone.
The first item made everyone gasp.
A scrapbook. Of my whole life up to this point. I still fill the pictures. I need some flow to my life. Instead of the painful empty gaps, I need to feel like my life is still connected to every event.
"Max? You don't have to show us this" Fang said concerned. I just smiled sadly. Of course I did. They deserved to know. I took a deep breath and opened to the first page.
Everyone huddled around me but gave me room. I appreciated that. Claustrophobia and all.
Here we go.
And looked at the first page.
Ok.
Thanks to all who reviewed! I didn't know that this story was such a big hit! Ill try to update some more but I will be mostly focusing on my Solangelo fanfic. I think I might have 2 other story ideas for that. But we will see!
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