CHAPTER 10:
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After lunch the flock and I got the necessary things packed for our trip, meaning food.
Obviously food. -and other light things that could be needed for picking locks, wrapping wounds, and duck tape.
"Max?", I heard Iggy ask through my door.
"What the hell do you want Iggy!" I screamed back.
I was not in a good mood.
"Have you seen my lucky socks?Im packing for the trip and ya know how...how those are my..my lucky ..socks.." He stuttered obviously scared of the mood I was in.
"What?!-u mean those filthy blood stained, torn up stupid dis colored smelly RATS?!?"
"Uhhhh...yea..yea I guess." he said very confused by my sudden hatred for his tradition.
"Well guess what!-"I said while standing up and approaching him,"I don't know where they are because you failed AGAIN to put your laundry away after it's been washed! So maybe-just MAYBE u could be mature enough next time to keep track of your stuff!!" I said jabbing my finger in his chest and then slammed the door abruptly in his face.
As he walked away I heard him mutter to himself,"well then.."
I couldn't help but smile a little. Iggy had a way of putting things.
Lifting my hand to my face to find wet salty tears rolling down my un powdered cheaks. "What?" I asked myself, " why am I crying?" Sob. I let out a moan and threw my head down on the pillow crying myself to sleep.
Since when did I do that.
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Maximum Ride: A Baby Story
FanfictionMaximum Ride and her Flock have gone through the unbelievable. But will one "slip up" break apart the flock and put them, and the new addition(s), into danger?
