Maxx : It Started Now, And Your Part Of It

Chapter 4

So, I have a dad. I can't beleave it. And he even got a house with more than enough rooms for all of us. But, listen to this, his house is filled with mutants. They all live in a three-story house. Two older kids in one room. There's like four younger kids and they all sleep in one room, in bunkbeds to be clear. And all the older kids share rooms with one other person, or wait, mutant.

"Hey, your Maxx, right?" Some little kid came up to me and asked. I nodded and he got this huge, bright smile on his face. "That's AWESOME! I'm Tj! Your Chris' son, right?"

"Who's Chris?" I swear, I had no clue who they wear.

"Mr. Angel, your his son right?" he asked me like he already had the answer but still asked.

"Wait, isn't Chris Angel that magician?" I asked the kid, um, Tj.

"Ya, but that guys frist name is spelt C-R-I-S-S and Mr. Angel's first name is spelt C-H-R-I-S. See the difference?"

"Uh-huh" I was gettin tried of talking to this kid.

"Ok, well, see you later! Bye, Maxx!" Tj started to walk away when he seen Ash behind me. Then, he steeped back infront of mr and mouthed the words saying "She's hot" and pointing at Ash. Of corse I nodded and me and Tj smiled at each other. Then he walked away.

"What was that about?" Ash asked curiously.

"Nothing. We'll talk bout it latter ok, babe?" I asked it sarcastically, getting on her nerves.

We went and sat on the couch, just as "dad" told us todo. Then some punk looking kid, maybe my age, walk in the living room. There were two couches. Me and Ash were sitting on one together. The Punk sat on the one across from us and put his fet on the coffe table between the couches.

"Sup" He smiled and gave a nod to Ash. He looked American but he had an English accent. "I'm River. Chris adopted me last year from England." River was still looking at Ash and, weirdly, she was smiling and looking back at him.

"Nice to meet you River. I'm Ash." Ash put out her hand to shake. River leaned forward, graves her hand and gave it a small kiss.

Ok, go ahead and say it. I'm jealous.

"And you must be Maxx, am I correct?" River was looking at me now. He's so, punck-ish, and Ash is so, goth-ish. They would never workout as a couple.

"Yah, I'm Maxx." I put out a fist and River bumped it. "So, are there only mutant hybrids in this house?"

"Yup. Even Chris. He has wings. That's why his last name is Angel." That explains a lot.

"So, what makes you a mutant?" I asked River firmly.

He gave me a creepy little smile. "Watch." and his brought green mohak turned into a neat line of bright green snakes.

"Wow! Didn't see that coming!?" I, accidentally, said out loud.

Ash and River both looked excitedly at each other.

"That was amazing!" Ash was glowing with excitement and happiness. Why couldn't make her glow like that?

"I know right?! That's exactly what I said when I first found out too!" River was sounding like a punk now too, with a hint of English accent.

After Ashes and Rivers long convercation, me and Ash went to our rooms. We had different rooms sence I was a boy and she was girl, duh!

When I came up to my room I saw that I shared a room with, what appeared to be, a gangster.

"Hey is thic the right room?" I asked the guy who was pining up Eminem posters his side of the room.

"I don't know! What room number you have?" The guy finished putting the poster and walked over to me. He took the papper Chris gave me and looked at it. "Yah. Your in the right room, boy. So what's your name and why you here?" Man, this guys really demanding.

"I'm Maxx, and I can read minds." The guy looked at me with a sraight face and went back to pining up posters. "So, why are you here?"

"I'm here 'Cause I have supper strength. By the way I'm Chase. And that's your side of the room. Don't be touchin any of my stuff when a ain't around, got it, Maxx!" The last part, he got right in my face and spotted it at me.

"I got it. No touchy the merchandise. I give you my!" On the last part I put my right hand on my hart and my left hand in the air.

I wonder how Ash is doing.