Disclaimer: I do not own Fang or Iggy :[

Claimer: I do own Abby J and Emily and the people in the school in Connecticut.

xXx -Abby- xXx

BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!! [insert groan here] That was how I woke up as my mind raced in my head. Soon I calmed down and dragged my lazy butt out of bed. Monday morning 6:00 AM. YAYYY. I walked out of my messy room tripping over some miss-placed shoes and headed for my bathroom. I sighed, knowing that this year would be no different than any other. Cautiously, I examined my face in the mirror. Hair, a dirty blond mess. I have nice blond hair holding the top layer of my thick hair. But under that, my hair is a dark brown color. My eyes, a mix of green with a hint of blue. As you may see I'm unique. What was your first clue?

I did my best at fixing my curled bangs and tried to manage my hair. Turns out I actually didn't look half bad today. Not too shabby, Abby. Ugh. Stupid pun. Maybe... just maybe... it might be a better day than I thought. I said to myself. Nah. Keep dreaming kiddo.

I found out my locker and went through all the boring's of a first day of school. Settling in my seat in homeroom, I thought that it would be the best part of my day. The first day of 8th grade and everyone looks like a super model out of a magazine. Thank God my best friend, Emily, was here with me. We talked until the teacher quieted us down. And that's when I saw him.

Yeah, Yeah, I know that doesn't sound very original and that every story says the whole, "Then they saw him, and they knew they were hooked", but I'm serious. This kid was freaking amazing. If you saw him, you'd be standing right next to me with your jaw on the floor catching freaking flies.

He had dark black hair that just covered the top of his eyes. Oh, man. His eyes, a dark chocolate brown, so dark, that they looked black beneath his long lashes... well... they looked almost... beautiful... and almost mysterious looking. His clothes were black from head to toe. And I'm not even exaggerating. He looked like a walking shadow. He was with a tall guy with blond hair. Wait something is off with the guy standing next to him. Hm...his eyes weren't moving. Is he... no...is he... blind?

When I finally snapped back, I realized I was the only one with two empty seats next to me. My heart was racing so fast it felt as if Danica Patrick was racing against Mario Andretti were having a one-on-one contest inside my chest. As I saw the teacher scan the room for an open desk for the new kids. And when she pointed to me, the new kid just casually walked over to me with his eyes fixed right on mine, staring me down like we'd decided to have a staring contest.

xXx -Fang- xXx

Going to normal school is as annoying as all of the kids say. Accept, lucky them, they don't have to hide their wings under a freaking sweat shirt all the time considering I don't want to attract attention. I don't understand why kids want attention so bad. I would rather hide. But that's kinda hard when you're the new kid at school and everyone is watching you.

Going to a new school in California would be a thrill. But no, I have to go to school in Connecticut. We are usually kids on the run, living in every place we can until the Erasers come to get us. But the Erasers are gone and nothing is chasing us. Ya you heard me right, us. I live with my flock. Were just some groups of kids that the evil scientists created. Yes, again they CREATED us. And the Erasers who are human-lupine mutants. They mixed our DNA with avian DNA and VOILA! You have human a la bird. So we have wings and we can fly. We also have super strength and my... power... I guess you could call it that... well, I can turn invisible if I stay still for a while. Yes I know, pretty amazing.

So here I am, in Connecticut standing in front of the class as our old and confused teacher struggles to look around the class for two empty seats for me and Iggy. We use fake names at school. My real name is Fang but I use Nick to makes things easy. And Iggy uses Jeff because that is actually his real name. A few years ago we went looking for his parents and we found the Griffins. ugh. I seriously shiver at the thought. Let's just say that they weren't exactly the best parents for a blind bird-kid. Iggy is blind so I have to sit with him until he memorizes his surroundings. I immediately scanned the room for any kids that looked like threats. When the teacher finally spotted two desks next to each other he motions us to sit down.

When I turned my head to look where the teacher was pointing, I saw this girl staring at me. So my immediate reaction was to stare right on back. Then when our eyes met, I saw her blush a little and I knew that she was just looking at me because I was the new kid. But when my mind 'okay-ed' that she was safe, I couldn't turn my eyes. She was beautiful. She wasn't like all of the other anorexic girls giggling at me. So when I finally sat down I was at a loss for words. I could tell she didn't know what to say either.

Thank God for Iggy, who had no idea what was going on. Iggy said, "It's so loud in here. Why does everyone talk so loud?"

"I don't know Iggy." I said.

The girl was watching me speak but I couldn't look at her. Then she said, "Hey, umm your new here, right?"

I turned to look at her and slowly nodded my head. She looked friendly so I said, "I'm Nick and this is Jeff."

"Oh, I'm Abby." She said. God, I didn't even know that was a name. It was so…. genuine and... beautiful.

"Hey." Replied Iggy. "There are a lot of girls in this room, man."

Just then the girl sitting next to Abby turned to talk to Iggy. She said, "Ya." Than she looked closer at Iggy and said, "Hey wait how did you know that?"

Than Iggy said, "I have my special talents." And he put one of those sly smiles on his face. I chuckled as I heard Abby mutter something under her breath. It sounded like something along the lines of 'great. Another sexist pig. As if the whole school wasn't enough.'

Just then, the bell rang and took us all by surprise. I didn't even know where I was going or what I had next, and a panicked expression spread across my usually impassive face. Abby looked at me and replied gently. "You're in the same class as me, I can help you get there if you want...?" I noticed that the last part was said in more of a question. I looked at her green and blue eyes and said "Thanks".

She smiled and just as I took my first step Iggy questioned quietly, "Wait, what class do I have?" And the girl that was sitting next to Abby before said,

"Umm, oh you're with me." I tapped Iggy's hand once as to say go along with it. Abby and I walked side by side in the halls, with her quietly asking me how I liked Connecticut.