Okay, I got this idea during my science exam Tuesday and have been trying to perfect it. Hope you like it.
Summary: It's been two years since anyone's seen Max. how'd that happen? The school took her back. Now, Fangs desperate to find his girlfriend. But will he like what he finds? Fax!
It's been two years. Two long years. That night, two years ago, they took the one thing that gave me took the only person I cared about. And I want her back. No. I don't just want, I need her back. And I'll get her back. No matter what it takes, I'll get Max back.
I guess you have no idea what I'm talking about. Well, for starters, they took Max. Yes, the great Maximum Ride. They have her. And I, Fang, want her back. Here's how it happened.
I watched Max sleep. That's one of the only times she looks peaceful. We were in our apartment. Notice I said ours, not the flocks. They live with Dr. M. They go to school to. Well, except Iggy. Incase your wondering, I'm 18. So are Max and Iggy. Nudge is 15 and Ella's 16. Gasman's 12 and Angel's 10.
Anyways, Max and I our together. That's kind of the reason we live together. I mean. the flocks cool and all but when they're not supposed to be home and you even locked the door, they shouldn't barge in! The point is, we're boyfriend and girlfriend. And for those of you who don't get it, we sleep together. That's probably the reason I'm naked and Max has my shirt on and nothing else.
Suddenly there was a banging on the front door. I stood up and tried to think of who that could possibly be. As I was pulling on my jeans, Max woke up.
"Fang, the door," Max told me in a sleepy voice.
"I know." I told her. "Go back to sleep."
I closed our bedroom door, walked through the living room and opened the front door. Before I could do anything, a group of Erasers pushed through. One pulled out a gun looking thing and shot me with a dart. It must have been a tranquilizer gun, because I started to feel very sleepy.
Somewhere in the background, I think I heard Max say, "Fang what's-" Then she screamed. That I know for sure. It was the worse noise I ever heard. Not because of the way it sounded but because I knew that meant the had Max. My Max. I guaranty she fought back. I know she did. But it probably didn't do any good.
That night the took my Max. And I swear on my life, I'll get her back.
What do you think? Should I stop and delete the story or continue. Your choose. Review.