Chapter 1: The Introduction
Rrring! Rrring! Rrring! "Angel can you get the phone?" Rrring! "Angel please, I'm busy right now." I called out. I could hear Angel fighting with her brother, Gazzy. This always happens whenever I tell them to do something. They fight about who does it and by the time they're done; it's too late to do whatever it was.
"Angel, I asked you. Just get the phone." I sighed as Angel stomped off to get the phone. It's a simple task, get the phone, my gosh!
"It's Nudge, Max." Angel says. "Nudge? Really? Uh hold on, tell her I'll be there in a second." Nudge. I haven't heard from her since the big blowup.
It happened two years ago. That day, The Flock had a huge fight. It started with something really simple, something that shouldn't have broken us up. Angel was just about seven years old and she asked Fang to take her to a birthday party. Fang said no so Angel started to cry and scream.
I came into the room to see what the problem was and I saw Angel crying her head off. "What's wrong?" I asked. Angel said, "Fang won't take me to my bestest friend Riley's birthday party."
I yelled at Fang for being so lazy and we got into a screaming match. Within a few minutes, the entire Flock was in the room and getting involved.
"I agree with Fang. Fang is going to his friend's house and shouldn't have to set his life aside for Angel!" Nudge protested. Within a few minutes, we were all arguing and screaming. We got out of control and brought up everything we could think of that each member of the Flock did to us and yelled about it.
Eventually, Fang said that he didn't need us and that he'd leave. I was really mad so I said, "Fine, leave I don't care!" Fang, Iggy, and Nudge packed up their things and left while we stayed in our cheap apartment. We hadn't heard from them since so this must be really important. Would she apologize to me? Would this finally be over?
I picked up the phone. "Hello?" I could hear Nudge crying. Nudge never ever cried. Or at leastnever so anyone else would hear. This must means that been something major had ocurred.
"Max, there's something that I have to tell you. Iggy and Fang are in the hospital. Car- crash hit- and run." Nudge was breaking up. "Critical condition. Please come. I'm living in Atlanta right now. I'll pick you up at the Hartsfield-Jackson International airport if you can come unless you want to fly." I had to take all of this in.
"I'll leave first flight from the airport tomorrow. I want to arrive as quickly as possible. Also, I'm really sorry about everything that happened." I said. "Yeah, me too." Nudge hung up.
"What did she say, what did she say?" Gazzy and Angel were jumping up and down. "Tell us, tell us." I wiped the tears from my eye.
"Fang and Iggy were very badly injured. We're going to Atlanta tomorrow so pack your things." Angel hesitated and then said, "Were they hurt from one of their bombs?" I smiled slightly. "No, you'd think so, but it was a hit and run car crash that did them in. I'm sure they'll be fine. Why don't you two go pack?"
"How much do we need?" Gazzy asked. "Pack for three days." Gazzy and Angel headed to pack while I sat at the computer and purchased three airline tickets. The only tickets that I could afford left at four in the morning and took two stops. Two stops to get from Tennessee to Atlanta! If only the government would send us more than 200 dollars a month.
"We're ready." Gazzy and Angel said. They were holding their suitcases in their hand. Gazzy's suitcase had shirts and socks hanging out. "Gazzy." I frowned and helped Iggy pack the correct way.
That night I had a very hard time getting to sleep. Every time I tried, thoughts of Iggy and Fang lying in a hospital bed mangled kept popping into my head and no matter what I thought of instead, it somehow kept leading back to Iggy and Fang. That couldn't have been a good sign.