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Okay guys, I've been getting bored with Maximum Ride Random Things (I'll keep writing though) because I have no ideas currently and no one new is reviewing, so I thought I'd start another popular, crazy, hilarious, Psychopathic FanGirl FanFiction! I'm ready for it!
By the way, all reviews are accepted. You can be as nice as you like, awkward as you like, or mean as you like because I will take those reviews to improve my stories.
For the record, this is from Fang's point of view so... party? I don't know. Since this is FanFiction, I have a sudden urge to freakin' portray Fang however I want! By the way, this is set after FANG and before ANGEL, so therefore no Fang Gang and no Flock, m'kay? Deal with it.
Putting a bar here like a boss...
Yo, it's Fang.
Do I have to give you guys a freakin' run down on who I am? I'm not going to because if you are reading this right now, you should already know who I am. If you didn't know I had wings, then leave! Leave on the walk of shame!
Anyways, I'm Fang and yeah, I'm kind of a big deal.
So it's a... Thursday? Yeah, Thursday. So there's this lame thing called school that all these kids are forced to go to and it's like a prison. Plus, in all those extra classes like economics and crap, usually the really smart kids are paired up with the stupid kids so the smart kids have to do all the work. Lame. Anyways, on this fine day I happened to be walking in front of a middle school. All of a sudden all these police showed up and thought I escaped the prison/school.
So anyways, here I am in this stupid questioning room and I'm literally just sitting here, sinking in my chair for fun. Finally, two cops walked in and sat at the other side of the table where there were two chairs.
"Get up you hippie!" one yelled at me. I quickly sat up.
"Okay, so why did you ditch school?" the other asked. I'll call him Good Cop and the other Bad Cop, okay?
They gave me one second to answer before Bad Cop started talking. "See, this kid is bad! Do you see his hair? Bad! He won't even answer us!"
"Son, please, cooperate."
I raised my eyebrows and gave them a look like, "Dude, I didn't do nothing."
"Well-" I started.
"He obviously isn't going to tell us!" Bad cop yelled, slamming his fist down on the table. I leaned back in my chair and rolled my eyes. Bad cop continued to yell about how I'm a hippie, my hair is too long, I won't answer any questions, et cetera.
Finally, I got bored. "Hey!"
Both cops turned to look at me. Before Bad Cop could start talking again, I said, "I don't go to school because I'm a mutant with wings, so therefore I don't need to go."
"Of course you need to go, kid," Good Cop said.
"Uh, no. I'm flippin' Fang. I don't need to do anything."
I stood up and ran towards the door, pulling it open with my strength because it was locked, and then I booked it.
Since I'm Fang and I'm amazing, the cops never got me because I'm fast. Oh, and they never got a mugshot so they'll never find me. Alright! Go self.
Should I bother continuing? Oh wait, I already know I will. Anyways, review!