Hey guys!!! I know I was supposed to update Old Habits Die Hard, but I decided to open this one instead.
Chapter 2
I woke when I heard my mom walking up to stairs to wake me up. At first I didn't think much of it, but then I started to think how strange it was that I had fallen asleep sitting up. Then I realized my head was on someone's shoulder. A boy's shoulder. Shit.
"Wake up, Fang," I said, sitting up and starting to open the window.
"What?" he muttered, sitting up and looking around.
"My mom's coming up the stairs!!" I almost yelled, grabbing him arm and yanking him off the bed.
At that point, he seemed to realize what was going on. Unfortunately, my mom opened the door.
"Hi Mom," I said, attempting to smile. "This is my friend, Fang."
Fang nodded, after glancing towards the window, obviously wanting to leave.
"What were, you going to do, have him climb out the window?" my mom asked, glaring at both of us.
"I was thinking about it," I muttered.
"That's better than hiding him in the closet," she said. "That's how my mom found out about your dad."
I have to say, that one really through me off. My mom never ever mentions dad, ever. "Can he even get out the window without falling?" my mom asked, smiling slightly.
Now I was really scared. "I was hoping," I muttered, guessing Fang didn't want me to say anything about him having wings to.
"How about he goes out the front door, we drive over to his house, and I get to meet his mom," my mom said, already walking out my bedroom door.
I glanced over at Fang, only to see he was feeling the same thing I was. Panic.
"Or," I called after my mom. "We can let Fang leave and you can meet his mom if he ever shows up here again."
My mom turned back to me and smirked. "I like my idea better. I'll see you downstairs in five minutes." Then she walked out and closed the door.
"Damn," I muttered. "What do we do?" I asked, looking over at Fang.
"If we're lucky, one of the Flock will answer the door and cover for us," Fang said, sounding way to calm for the current situation.
"Won't she notice that you live at our neighbors house?" I asked.
"Max'll come up with something," Fang said. In my opinion he put too much confidence in this 'Max' person.
"But what if we aren't lucky and Dr. Martinez answers the door?"I asked him.
"Charlie are you coming down?" my mom called down the stairs.
"One sec," I called back. "Well?" I asked Fang.
Fang sighed. "Let's hope that doesn't happen."
Max POV
"Where's Fang?" I asked, walking down the stairs.
"Still asleep I think," said Iggy from the couch in the living room.
That kind of surprised me. Fang was normally one of the first one's awake, not one of the last one's to wake up. I was starting to wonder if I should go wake him up when there was a knock on the door. My mom had already gone to work, so I went to answer it.
When I opened the door, I think my jaw hit the ground. There was Fang, with some girl, and what appeared to be her mom.
"Hello," the woman said, smiling. "I'm looking for Fang's aunt, Dr. Marinez."
"Right," I said, looking over at Fang, and then turning back to the girl and her mom. "She already left for work, but if you want me to I can tell her what you wanted to say."
"When will she be back?" the woman asked smiling.
"I don't know," I said, lying. I looked at Fang and, then looked over at the girl. They both looked calm, but I knew better than that. "But like I said I can—"
"Tell her that her next door neighbor, Linda, stopped by, and that I would like her to come talk to me," the woman or, Linda, said, still smiling, even though it looked more forced by the moment. "C'mon Charlie," she said, heading back over to her house.
"One sec," Charlie said. Once her mom was a good ways away, Charlie pulled a journal out from under the jacket she was wearing. "This is the one right before I was born and the one after I was born. I'll work on finding the other one."
"Thanks, Charlie," he said, taking the journals. "Good luck with your mom."
"If I'm lucky, she'll get so caught up in memories and regrets and stuff, she'll forget all about me," she said, smiling slightly. "Good luck with Dr. M and her," Charlie said looking over at me, starting to smile even more. Then she hurried after her mom.
"What in the world," I said, looking over at him.
"She has wings," Fang said, walking passed me and into the house. "I found her last night and went over to her house to talk. We fell asleep."
"What's her story?" I asked closing the door. It wasn't every day you met another bird kid, so I was pretty interested.
"She's grown up with her mom, doesn't know who her dad is and doesn't know what the School is," Fang told me. "She has these journals though."
"There's another bird kid?" Angel asked, walking up to me. "Really?"
"There is?" Nudge asked, coming up right behind Angel. "That is so cool! What's her name? Does she live nearby? Does—"
I was about to cut Nudge off myself when my mom, she must've come home for lunch, called from the kitchen, "Max! Fang! Can you come here for a minute please?"
"Coming," I said, walking towards the kitchen, hearing Fang from behind me.
When I stepped into the kitchen I wasn't too surprised to see Charlie and her mom, but I was surprised.
"Look who I ran into," my mom said as we walked in the kitchen.
"Sorry," Charlie muttered. "I tried."
At that moment, Linda happened to look down at what Fang was holding in his hand. "What are you doing with my journals?" Charlie's mom said, glaring at us like crazy.
If I thought things were going to be interesting before, they were definitely going to be interesting now.
I didn't like the last part very well, but, it works.
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