Authors note: my second fanfic! please review! By the way, here are the ages:

Max: 25 (married to fang)

Fang: 25 (married to max)

Crystel and Danny: 4 year old twins of max and fang

Nudge: 22 (married to iggy)

Iggy: 25 (married to nudge)

(I can't think of a name): 4 year old son of Iggy and Nudge

Gazzy: 19

Angel: 17

Disclaimer: I don't own anybody or thing except the plot, the twins, and Iggy and Nudge's son who doesn't have a name (at the moment).

~Angels point of view~

It was late, and I was in the middle of the forest, practicing navigation. In reality, I was cooling off, but nobody needed to know. I thought back to the fight I had with Max.

"Absolutely not!" she had yelled. "No way you can go alone with a boy to a movie!"

"Why not?" I had asked. "I'm seventeen! You can't treat me like a baby forever Max."

" I'm not treating you like a baby. End of conversation. Now go practice flying or something!"

"You can't deny it, unless you forget the tiny fact that I can read your mind!" I had yelled, before spinning around and jumping out the door.

I sighed as I rounded the corner, then flew smack dab into a running teenager.

My last 3 thoughts before crashing into him?

1. His name is Nick (sewed onto his sweatshirt)

2. Pull in your wings!

and last but not least:

3. I can't read his mind.

~Nick's point of view~

It was late, and I was in the middle of the forest, running for track. In reality, I was cooling off, but nobody needed to know. I sighed. I had lost my best friend and girlfriend in one week. Feeling depressed, I rounded the corner before barreling into a running teenager. She looked just like an angel, with clear blue eyes and blond hair. For a second, I thought I had even seen wings on her back! I nodded, clearing my head. I must have hit it harder than I thought. She scrambled to her feet. "Oh my gosh, are you okay? Does your head hurt? Can you breathe? Can you..."

I raised my hand to interrupt her worried rambling. "I'm fine! Are you okay? You were going pretty fast." Her expression calmed a bit when I said that.

"Yes, I'm okay. And yes, I was going pretty fast. Are you sure you're okay Nick?" she said, before taking a deep breath.

"Yes, and as I said before, I'm fine. Wait, how do you know my name?" I answered, curious. She froze for a minute, and then seemed to remember something.

"It's on your sweatshirt," she said, obviously trying to hide a smile.

"Oh," I replied. I'm pretty sure I turned red. "Anyway, what's your name?"

"Angel," she automatically said, before making an expression like she said something wrong. She bit her lip and mumbled "Shoot," under her breath. I probably shouldn't have heard it, but I had really good hearing; better than most people actually. That meant that she had said it softer than I thought possible. That was the first time I asked myself this question: Is she really normal?

A/N: That's the intro! Enjoy, and please review!

-wr63