"Hey." A deep, sultry voice said behind me. I whirled around and saw Fang leaning against a tree watching me with his dark eyes.
"Hey" I said back then turning around looking back at the sky. I felt Fang's presence draw nearer and then his heat radiating off his skin next to me. I looked up at him, thinking why's he here? Shouldn't he be off flirting with ?
I hated her; all she did was praise Fang even when he didn't do anything. If she wants hugs she can go ahead and ask, don't just hurl herself at him like a lost puppy. I sighed, things got lonely without, Nudge, Iggy, Gasman, and Angel who are all still in Miami with Jeb and my mom, Dr. Martinez. So now it's just me and Fang for about...1 year, oh and not to mention the wicked witch of the west. "You okay?" Fang said quietly. "I'm...eh. Thing's could be better" "How?" Fang said in his few worded phrases. I didn't answer. Like he'd know that he was the problem.
Something happened over the past months when we were still a flock, and that was that Fang had expressed that he liked me. And I told him I liked him back. But then Dr. Red hair came back and now all Fang does is hang out with her, and treat me like garbage. So last month, we were almost a thing. Now Fang and Dr. Flirtatious are almost a thing. Did I mention that Fang's 15 and she's 21? Yeah, crazy right? Fang wrapped his arm around my waist, I froze what is he doing? I must have said it aloud as he answered "I'm sorry, Max" I stood there my mouth hanging open, Fang saying sorry? This must be serious, but I couldn't stand it. He thinks he can waltz back over here and tell me he's sorry? After all he said to me, telling me he loves me and I'm the only one. Then after a blink he's gone, with . I glared at him and said frostily "You're sorry? Well I'm not going to forgive you."
I grabbed the railing and flung myself off the edge; I did a 180 and looked up to see him, confusion flashing his face. I whipped out my wings, and soared up into the open blue sky. My wings were 14ft across and brown, with darker feathers at the bottom and the top, while white spots flecked here and there and a light beige color near the insides. I loved the feeling of air flowing through my hair and the fresh smell of the humidness.
We were, currently, in Ohio near the mountains looking for the uber-director his evil do-ers. But all I could think about is Fang, Fang, Fang, I knew I was acting irrationally but what could else could I have done? Fling myself into his arms and tell him I love him? Please. It's Max were talking about and this is MY life.