I read over the corny script. Again. "Fang, I'm not doing this. It's stupid," I said. Fang and I were walking down a beach in Florida, holding hands.
"C'mon. You'll like rehearsals," Fang pushed. In the script, I was supposed to kiss him. It was an ad to prevent global warming, and I don't know how the writers incoperated kissing with global warming.
"Fang. No. This isn't like you. You'd want to keep our love private!" I complained. And that wasn't like me, because I don't complain.
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"Max! Wake up!" groaned Gazzy. Iggy and Gazzy were poking and tapping me. Angel probably knew I was awake, but I was planning to stay in bed as long as I could.
"I'll get her," Fang said. Angel giggled, reading his mind. I heard Fang's quiet footsteps. He leaned down and kissed me, lifting me to my feet. Nudge and Angel giggled uncontrollably, holding Total who whined. Probably because he missed Akila, and seeing love hurt. Gazzy moaned and dragged Iggy into the kitchen.
He stopped kissing me and asked, "Awake?" I moaned and leaned against his shoulder. Fang's arms wrapped around my waist and rocked me back and forth soothingly. I would've fallen asleep again, but I had my leader duties to attend. I moaned again and went to the bathroom to have a hot shower.
When I came out, feeling refreshed and clean, I saw food on the table and rushed to it. We'd been staying at a hotel in Hawaii for about three weeks, after my mum and Ella had left to go back to their home, I would say our home, but I really can't say I have a home. Wherever my flock is, I guess.
"Okay, gang. Let's pack up," I said when we had all finished stuffing our faces. We packed our few belongings, and headed out the door. It was around noon, so we took off in the park, to have a lesser chance of people seeing our wings. Flying to where my mom lived would take about 4 or 5 hours, no breaks. But, with a six-(or seven)-year-old, and an 8-year-old, you would probably want to stop.
"Where are we going?" Nudge asked, tying her shoes.
"We're going to go see my mom," I answered, slinging a pack onto my shoulder.
"Oh, I hope she has that delicious coffee again!" Total said, jumping into my arms. We checked out of the hotel and took off, flying gracefully over the ocean.