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Intro:

I was so proud watching Angel in her silky blue graduation gown. I mean, yeah, it was a fifth grade graduation. Even so, Angel was growing up. She was going to middle school in September.

"You ready?" I asked. Angel nodded. "I'm going to middle school." Angel proudly adjusted her cap. "Where's Fang?" She asked. I looked around. He said that he would be here. He'd better be, I thought.

"Well, I think he said he was going to pick up some flowers or something for her." Nudge chipped in. "Yeah, well we're starting any minute now. So can you try calling him?" Nudge turned to Iggy.

"I need to borrow your phone." Iggy rolled his eyes. "You have your own."

"Yes but I am over the limit on my minutes. You have unlimited. Hand it over."

"I pay for my plan. I deserve the benefits. Oh fine. Press 3. That's the speed dial." Just as Nudge started to call, the principal started to speak.

"We are gathered here today…" Nudge tapped her foot impatiently. "And of course we ask that you please silence your cell phones at this time." Gazzy elbowed Nudge. "I think that means you." Nudge signaled for him to shush.

"Fang? Where are you? We're starting." An old lady sitting behind Nudge shouted, "Damn right we are. Now why don't you shut of that phone of yours and stop disrespecting the other people who would like to enjoy this joyous and momentous occasion?" Nudge groaned impatiently. "Just a second!"

"Ma'am, I am the vice president of the PTA. My grandson, Benjamin is in Angel's class. Now, I can get you thrown out of here." I guess when you have wings everyone knows who you are. "Hold on! No, not you Fang. Look, just get here, okay?"

"I will call security. I know the security officer, Tom." Nudge stood up from her seat. "I. Don't. Care!" Iggy grinned. "Cat fight!" A few parents shushed us rudely.

"What's going on? I'll tell you what's going on when you get here, okay?" Nudge continued. "It's so important to me because it's important to her. And it also should be just as important to you. Get here with the video camera and support Angel!" The old lady sitting behind us had enough. She stood straight up and yanked Iggy's cell phone right out of Nudge's hands.

"This you can have back when the ceremony is over!" The woman turned the phone off and put it in her beige-colored handbag.

"Nice Nudge. That is why you will use your own phone next time." I shushed them as the principal loudly called up the names of a few students.

A few minutes later, Fang showed up. He tried to sneak in but ran into a stack of foldable chairs. CRASH!

"Oh my god!" The old woman stood up. "What is wrong with you guys?! Geez!" Fang quickly picked up the chairs. "What did I do?" I guided Fang to the seat we saved him. "Never mind. Do you have the video camera ready?"

"Yes." The principal called a few more names before calling Angel. Angel smiled shyly as she shook the principal's hand. After about twenty more names were called, the principal started calling out awards. Gold-level honor roll, silver-level honor roll, bronze status, good sportsman. To all of these wide-eyed young fifth graders, these awards meant a lot.

If you won a certificate, you begged your parent to put it on the wall. You own a trophy, even better. You put it on your shelf. I knew that because Angel and her friends had been discussing it all week.

"The fifth grade 'Woman of the Year' goes to our very own Angel!" Angel ran toward the front stage.

"Get this on camera!" Nudge elbowed Fang.

"Can I just say something?" She asked. "Uh…" The principal had no idea how to respond. Angel had developed quite a personality since she arrived at this school. She was quite popular and unfortunately learned the ancient skill of never being able to shut your mouth.

"Thank you everybody! I know a lot of people were considered for this award. But I won. But I would not be here without you." The principal tried to cue her offstage but Angel lowered the microphone. "Wait, sir, I'm not done!" Gazzy slapped his hand to his forehead. "Oh god."

"Where's my trophy sir?" The principal whispered domething into her ear.

"Oh…so anyway, this is really a symbol of a little bit of everyone. I would like to thank everybody from my brother Gazzy to Iggy, to Nudge, to Max…" The principal grabbed the microphone. "Perhaps you could continue at the after party. Now the 'Man of the Year' or 'king' of the school…"

"Hey, that jerk cut her off before she could say my name!" Gazzy smiled. "Who says she was going to say your name?"

We waited until the graduation ceremony was over. Then we joined every other family member or friend for refreshments. I rushed over to congratulate Angel. "Wow. Woman of the year!" Angel beamed proudly.

"I'll pick it up in his office tomorrow, the last day of school." As I leaned over to hug her, I looked around to see what the rest of the Flock was doing. Gazzy was running around with Fang and Nudge was sitting in a corner glaring at the old woman from whom Iggy was trying to get his phone back from.

A group of Angel's friends came over. I let her off with her friends while I went over to get a soda. A few minutes later, Angel came over.

"Can I sleep over at Beth's house tonight? Please?" I thought for a second. "Okay." Angel hugged me.

"Can we go now?" I felt a hard tug on my sleeve. "This is the most boring thing ever!" Gazzy exclaimed. "Hey! It can't be worse than Max, Fang, and Iggy's high school graduation. That took three hours!"

"Okay we can go. Angel will go home to collect her stuff from the sleepover. You gather everyone." Gazzy ran across the auditorium and within two minutes, he brought everyone back to my side.

We flew back to our apartment as Angel hurried to gather her stuff.

"Oh my gosh that old lady was evil, I swear!" Iggy yelled. Nudge bobbed her head in agreement. "What right does she have to take my phone? She refused to give it back until after she bestowed a long lecture onto me."

"Yeah, and there was a toddler behind me who kept kicking my seat." Gazzy cried. So everyone was kind of frazzled but still, it was a flock event. Nothing, no matter what happened could ruin it. I mean, no matter what went on, we always ended up with a fun, meaningful experience.

"I packed! Can I go now?" I opened Angel's suitcase. It was crammed with crumbled up clothes, a bag of cookies, a flashlight, and a toothbrush on top of everything.

"Alright then. I'll take you over." I laughed to myself. Everything was so wonderful, so great. It seemed just perfect- for then. But what would happen when I went to college? Fang and I got accepted to separate universities. Me, I got accepted to UCLA. Fang, well he got accepted to a private college in Virginia. Iggy would be working here in New York full-time until he got things figured out about what he wanted to do with his life.

"Come on slow poke. I have scary stories to tell and cake to eat!" Angel dropped her bag down at the front door as she ran inside into a pack of giggling little girls in pink, fun-colored pajamas with fuzzy bunny slippers. "So when can I pick her up tomorrow?"