Max's Karaoke Night! Chapter 1, a maximum ride fanfic

Hey people! As my plan goes, this is only going to be a one or two shot! I had a long drive the other day and I thought of this idea! I hope you all like it! Oh, and I'm sorry if there are any typos.

"Hiya folks! My name is Andy Meyer and I'll be your karaoke host for tonight! First off, I'd like to start the night with an announcement. A few days a go, an unnamed cd of music was mailed to us with sheets of lyrics. Apparently there's a song writer out there who didn't want to sing, so they made an always appreciated donation to our music collection! As of yet, none of these songs have been sung and I have decided to start a little competition. We'll be looking for volunteer singers, and assigning you all your own song. When you're all finished, a winner will be chosen. The winner gets the honor of recording all the songs on the cd, and being the reference for all future karaoke singers! So first off I'm looking for any volunteers. Is there anyone out there who would like to give this first song a shot?" Immediately the hand of my least favorite person in the world shot up. "All right girls and boys, we have out very first contestant! What's your name?"

"Lissa,' she said with a confident smile.

"Alright Lissa, this is how it's going to work. Right now you're going to go into the back room and listen to the music we have and read the lyrics. Then you'll come out here, tell us the name of the song, and sing your little soul out!" I nearly snorted. Little in deed."

Lissa just smiled and ran into the back room. Five minutes later she came out and walked up to the microphone. "Hi everyone! As you all know, my name is Lissa, and I'll be singing a song called Sc8er Boy! I hope you like it!" With that, the music started and I gritted my hands to stop myself from trying to strangle her. How dare she sing my song? She had better be a good singer at least, or she might not survive until morning.

Oh god! Please hurry up and get this torture done with! Angel looked at me and smirked. What? I sent back at her.

'come on Max, she's not that bad of a singer.'

I snorted, earning me weird look from the flock. All except Fang who was too busy listening to his girlfriend shrieking like banshee. That's right. Fang has a girl friend. And his girlfriend is Lissa. The girl I despise! If you ask me she's a total slut.

'Ma-ax!'

Oops, sorry Ange. But come on, I know you agree.

Angel giggled and smiled at me. She shrugged her shoulders and turned back to watching Lissa make a fool of her self. See, Lissa, the flock, and I are all at a karaoke bar trying have a fun night. And a fun night it was until the Red-headed Wonder decided to dazzle us with her singing. I guess it wasn't that bad if you don't know what the song was supposed to sound like. The problem was I was the only person in the entire bar who knew what what it was supposed to sound like. I wrote it. Angel's the only one who knows though. I made her swear on Celeste that she wouldn't tell anyone.

"All right everyone! Give it up for Lissa! So what did you all think of the song? Once again, that was called Sc8er Boy! Next up we have a song called One Girl Revolution! Do we have any takers out there?"

I nearly jumped out of my seat. I wanted so badly to sing that song, it was the one I had the most fun writing!

'Well then go for it Max!'

'But Angel, I turned the songs anonymously because I didn't want people to know I wrote them. I can't just stand up and start singing them! Besides, I can't sing!'

'Max,' I got the feeling she was rolling her eyes,' that's why you sing it now. You'll go in the back and pretend to being learning the song. And you can totally sing! You have an amazing voice!'

I nearly snorted out loud. Me, and amazing voice? Yeah right!

I saw Angel sigh out loud this time. 'What ever you want to think Max. But you should still sing. This song is completely you!'

I stood up and everyone but Angel looked at me in shock. "I'll sing it."

Iggy snorted, "you sure you want to do that Max? You and music don't really mix."

He and Gazzy started cackling like crazy, and I shot him a glare that was totally wasted on the blind kid. Music and I mix quite well. He liked my first song didn't he. Well I'm just going to have to prove him wrong!

I stomped upstage and waited impatiently for the guy to tell me where to go. "Alright!" He called loudly to the audience, "we have another contestant! What you're name kid?"

"Max," I growled, "now can we get this over with?"

He just smiled and directed me to the back room. I just sat there for five minutes listening to the music that went with my song. It was perfect! I had written it of course, but I didn't have the instruments to play it myself. This song I had just sent in with the lyrics and a music sheet.

Finally the music ended and I walked out with a smirk on my face. I just snatched up the waiting microphone and nodded for them to start the music.

(Okay, for this part, all of you should look up this song on youtube. I posted the lyrics, but they don't mean anything if you just read them.)

I wear a disguise
I'm just your average jane

The super doesn't stand for model
But that doesn't mean I'm plain

I smirked when I saw the flock's jaws drop. Even Fang's eyes were bugged out. Hah! Take that Iggy!

If all you see is how I look
You miss the superchick within
And I christen you titanic underestimate and swim
I've got the rifle gonna be myself
I've got the rifle gonna be myself
I've got the rifle gonna be myself
I've got the rifle gonna be myself

At this part I started jumping up and down as I nearly shouted the words out. I looked around and saw nearly every girl up and jumping with me! Especially Angel and Nudge! All the guys were sitting watching there girlfriends or sisters with smiles on their faces. Even Fang was smiling as Nudge tried to sing along with me!

I'll be everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world

And I'm a one girl revolution

Some people see the revolution but most only see the girl
I can lose my hard earned freedom if my fear defines my world
I declare my independence from the critics and their stones
I can find my revolution I can learn to stand alone...

Ah, so fitting to my life...

I'll be everything that I want to be (I'm back to the shouting)
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world...

And I'm a one girl revolution

I'm a one girl revolution

And I'm a one girl revolution

[CHORUS]
I'll be everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world

everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world

I took a deep breath as I finished my last line, and nearly went deaf when the room exploded into applause. Huh. I guess they like me. Weird...

'Not weird Max! You were amazing! I've heard you sing before, but that was by far your best ever!'

I blushed. 'Thank Ange! (Okay, just in case anyone thinks I keep misspelling her name, I'm not. It's just a nickname. I'm purposely leaving out the L.)

"That was Max with One Girl Revolution! What did you all think of her? Did you like her?" The announcer was was met with another deafening roar of voices screaming. "Alright, alright! You liked her! So, tell me, who here wants to hear her sing again. Say it with me! Max, Max, Max..."

The audience joined him in calling my name. If it was possible, I turned an even bright shade of red. "Really," I interrupted, "I was only planning on singing one song."

"Oh come on Max! You're amazing! You're voice was soooo not what I was expecting! It was like tough and girly at the same time! How is that even possible? Well, I guess it is. I mean, you're so pretty, but you're also super tough! OMG! That song was so perfect for you! Please sing again Max? Please, please, please?"

I think you all know who said that. I sighed at Nudge. "Fine," I said, "I'll sing again if you want." I grumbled the last part. The entire crowd cheered again. I stomped into the back room and grabbed another of my songs. I paled when I read the name. I don't want to sing this one! Oh well. This wasn't the worst I could've grabbed. After my allotted time was up I walked back out to the mike. "This song is call Complicated. (Avril Lavigne. Again, look up the song if you don't know it.) I nodded for the music and the process started again.

Uh huh, life like this
Uh huh, uh huh
That's the way it is.

Cause life like this
Uh huh, uh huh
That's the way it is...

Chill out
What you yelling for?
Lay back
It's all been done before
And if you could only let it be you would see

I like you the way you are
When we're driving in your car
And you're talking to me one-on-one
But you become...

Somebody else, 'round everyone else
Watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me...

Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Acting like somebody else, gets me frustrated
Life's like this and you'll,
Fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And turn it into
Honestly promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it.
No, no, no...

You come over unannounced
Dressed up like you're someone else
Where you are and where it's at you see
You're making me, laugh out
When you strike a pose, take off
All your preppy clothes
You know you're not fooling anyone
When you become

Somebody else, 'round everyone else
Watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me...

Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Acting like somebody else, gets me frustrated
Life's like this and you'll,
Fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And turn it into
Honestly promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it.
No, no, no...

Chill out
Whatcha yelling for?
Lay back it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be, you would see

Somebody else, 'round everyone else
Watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me...

Why you have to go and make things so complicated? (yeah, yeah)
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated, lifes like this you
When you fall, and you crawl, and you break, and you take what you get
And you turn into
Honestly you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No, no, no...

The entire song I kept stopping myself from looking over at Fang. It was hard not to. I had written the song for him, and I wanted so badly to go up and scream it in his face. But that would be blowing the whole, I have no control over the words I'm singing, thing. So instead I settled with singing the song with as much emotion as possible, without aiming the emotion at anybody. There were only five people in the room who knew how true those words were. No, I'm not saying Fang understand the message. I was actually think that Gazzy probably had no idea what I was just singing about.

Angel giggled in my head. 'You're right! Gazzy didn't notice a thing! But Fang did! He still doesn't know you wrote the song, but he was thinking about us and how much of a jerk he's been lately. Well, actually, that's not true. He was thinking about you, and how much he's been ignoring you. He feels really embarrassed. Will you sing again Max? I think he's finally starting to get the message.'

'Ange, I'll sing again if I'm asked, but I don't think they liked this song as much as the other.'

Angel laughed. 'Max! Pay attention! The crowed has been cheering since you finished singing!'

I blinked my eyes and started paying attention like she had said. The crowed was even louder than my last song. How had I managed to miss that?

I heard a few guys in the back wolf whistle, and to my own surprise I turned bright red. The announcer jumped back on stage and took the mic, and half turned his body to look at me and the audience at the same time. "Another amazing song! Now if it's okay with Max, why don't we have her sing one more song.

I went into the back room yet again, and grabbed another song. Oh no.

"This next song is called So Much For My Happy Ending." I hope you're listening Fang. I added silently. (How many times do I need to tell you to listen to the song. It's by Avril Lavigne again.)

So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

[Chorus:]
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do [CD version]
All the stuff that you do [radio edited version]

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

[Chorus]

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

[Chorus x2]

[x2]
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
So much for my happy ending

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

I was beyond embarrassed at the song when I realized I had tears streaming down cheeks. I wiped them away quickly, hoping no one had noticed.

"Wow! Another amazing song! Who here would like Max to continue singing?" Everyone one in the room started screaming and the announcer laughed. "Alright, alright, I get the message. I'd like to declare the end to this competition as it seems we're already found our winner! Max, if you'll come with me I'll explain what this means."

I started panicking. This guy seemed nice, but what if he was an eraser or a whitecoat just waiting for me to be off my guard.

'Don't worry Max. He's not with the school. He'd just like to ask you some questions about your singing. Now GO!'

I quickly jumped off the stage and followed him.

Iggy POV

"So what do you think he's talking to Max about? Angel? Do you know?"

"Yep! He wants to ask Max to sing all the songs, and record them! He thinks she's good enough to go public!"

Nudge squealed excitedly. "OMG! That's so amazing! Did you guys know that Max was so good? I didn't. Isn't it amazing how much these songs sound like her? I wonder who wrote them? I bet it was a girl! Do you guys think it was a girl? How many songs are there? Is Max going to be like totally famous? Fang do you think Max was good?"

Nudge finally shut up without me having to do anything, and I took a deep breath to answer as many of her questions a possible. "Yes Nudge, I knew she was a talented singer. Yes, the music is amazing. I bet you're right, only a girl would write music like that. There are probably quite a few more songs, or he wouldn't be bothering with asking Max to sing them all. Max might kill someone if she becomes famous but she's definitely talented enough. Your turn Fang." I turned my blind eyes in the direction I knew he was sitting and smirked. Let's see if he can say anything without offending his girlfriend.

"She was alright," came Fangs quiet voice. I wanted to jump up and strangle him. Wasn't he listening to her at all! She was practically pouring her soul out and all he could say was she was ALRIGHT!

'Iggy, what are you talking about?' Angel's mental voice interrupted my rant.

'Don't even try to play clueless Ange. I know, you know, Max wrote the music.'

Angel sounded nervous when she responded. 'You're not going to say anything right? Max didn't want anyone to know. How do you know? Does anyone else know?'

'Angel, calm down! Geez, you've been around Nudge too much! Don't worry, no one else knows and I'm not going to tell. She hasn't exactly been doing a good of keeping her voice down when she sings in the shower. I could hear her, but I'm pretty sure no one else could. She should tell Fang though. Maybe her music could talk some sense into him.'

I heard Angel suppress a giggle. 'Thank Iggy. For not telling. Max will tell Fang in her own time, but I don't think she can stand the thought of rejection again at the moment. For now we just have to hope he understands the music without realizing anything."

I guess this is going to be more than a 1 shot! Tell me people, should I add one more chapter and wrap it up? Or should make a story line and continue it? If I do continue it, I was thinking it would be about if Max really did become a famous singer. Maybe even get a boyfriend. It's up to you! I don't have a poll or anything, so just send me a message with your thoughts!