A/N: Going through my playlist on my laptop. These are oneshots of The Flock growing up, maturing, learning, crying, laughing, and everything in between. Hope you enjoy the ride. This one based of of Gypsy by Shakira. You'll see why soon.
Chapter One
Coming or Staying
Max
The cage door opened silently.
I looked up from myt place in the corner and stared into the face of the whitecoat.
I frowned, my eyes cold, as the man looked at me.
"Are you coming or not?" he asked quietly, his dark eyes searching my face. Okay, I admit it; my jaw dropped. I mean, if you were eight years old, an avian experiment in a hellhole called the School, tested on daily, would you want to leave?
That would be a major YES.
But then my instincts kicked in. You know, the ones that have little voices in your head and tell you no?
Yeah. Those ones.
It's a trap.
Could be.
What if it isn't?
It is. Who on Earth would actually rescue you?
Him? I pointed out.
I mean, here this guy is, holding a cage door open for me, not even trying to stop me from slipping past him. Would he really stop me now?
I nodded at the whitecoat.
He opened the cage door wider. "Come on then."
As I looked into his eyes again, I knew.
He was really rescuing me.
"Where are the others?'' I asked warily after.
"Come on." he smiled. "They're in my office. I promise."
I decided it wouldn't really matter if it was a trap. I mean, we're already in Hell.
Walking into the whitecoats office, I noticed he spoke the truth. The others were already there.
I immediately went over to them.
"Okay." the whitecoat said.
"Who wants to escape?"
A/N: Yeah...Didn't really relate to the song, but I thought so.