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Once I got home, I said my thanks to Fang for driving me and rushed inside. I went to my kitchen and get a wet paper towel to clean myself up with, then went to my bedroom and got dressed. Then I went downstairs and popped in the movie " Step Brothers". Freaking comedy gold.
Then my mom walked in. "Hello a Maximum. I'm having a guest over tonight. You may want to spend the night at a friends."
" but I don't have any. Just Iggy. Please mom, you just did this yesterday..." I begged, trying to get her to understand that this "client" doesn't belong here.
" how else am I supposed to pay the bills?!" She yelled angrily. She hated it when I told her she was wrong. Probably because she knows I'm right.
" YOURE DISGUSTING! GET AN ACTUAL JOB!" I yelled at her, and stormed up to my bedroom.
I threw a pillow at a family picture. No one was ever there for me, and I would say that I don't care but I do. They're supposed to be there, but everyone seems to think that I'm so freaking strong and can handle myself. Which I am, but I like a little support from my family once in a while. Honestly I knew I would pay for yelling at her later... When she got drunk. And I don't have anywhere to go.
I walked out of my bedroom and left the house, I needed to take a walk or something. Or something....
I put on my jogging clothes, my dark blue tank top, and classic sweatpants. I didn't mind if they made me hot, they were really comfy to jog in and let me move around.
I went through the back door and started my long jog...
I stopped when I bumped into someone
"Sorry!" I said and I almost started jogging again until I looked up and noticed it was fang.
"Fang? What are you doing?! And for god's sake, put a shirt on!" I said, starring into his muscular frame.
"Why should I? Does Maximum Ride really want me to?" He asked, and I blushed, mentally cursing myself for doing so.
And then there was me. I had been wearing a sports bra and sweat pants. I hated this. I've never been too confident about my body... I'm short, at 5"2 and I'm about 130 pounds... I knew that I wasn't overweight but I could lose a few pounds.

Whatever.
"We'll I'm going to go now. See ya!" I said and started running again.

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