Here is the second chapter, I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far, I am hoping to get at least one chapter out per day until I run out of pre-written chapters, then I'll probably aim for one chapter per week!
Disclaimer: JP OWNS MR
I looked at the abandoned streets and black lights of my home. This city had been the best one that I had known, and now everyone had vanished. Keene had always felt like a home to me, I came here four years ago when my parents decided that Canada was no longer a good place for us to stay; and as soon as I set foot in Keene I felt like I was finally home. My wings were starting to hurt from exhaustion so I landed silently on the porch of a house that looked far too nice and peaceful to be so close to the library, where all of the smokers went after school to, well, smoke. I walked down the path and looked at the black and red mailbox with one word, "Betchelder" on it. I walked across the street to the library and then I heard it: Kayla's voice shouting my name. I looked around, yet I saw no one, I heard it again, I looked up, still nobody at all. Finally I got up the courage and entered the library and yet still I heard Kayla's voice calling my name, suddenly and inexplicably there was a pain in my right arm and then some on my face, it felt like someone was hitting but no one was there. Then everything went black.
I opened my eyes sleepily and looked around, I was in a hotel room and Kayla was standing over me getting ready to hit me again.
"Where, where am I?" I asked groggily.
"Um…the same place you were when you went to bed last night, the couch" she replied, looking at me with a slightly concerned expression on her face.
"Okay, but where?"
"Lexington, Massachusetts, we spent the night here remember?" she said looking at me as if I was slightly stupid.
"Right then we should probably be getting going." I said, trying to get up from the couch.
"Oh no you don't" Kayla said pushing me back onto the sofa
"What?"
"Let's see, I just had to hit you to get you up, I am thinking that something might be wrong" she stated simply
"Nothing's wrong I was just really deeply asleep, that's all" I answered
"Okay, but I am going to be keeping my eyes on you" she finally allowed me to stand up and stretch, I reached down and my hand entered my right pocket, I felt around, then finally found what I was looking for; the proof that meeting Max and going to Sweet treasures was not just a dream. My hand folded around the piece of paper and took it out and looked at it. Sure enough, there was a telephone, or most likely a cell phone, number written on it. "Max" was scrawled hastily in the upper right hand corner, which proved once and for all that yesterday had really happened and had not been something my subconscious had invented in order to torture me; which it loves to do.
"Okay are you ready to go?" Kayla called from the door
"Almost, just give me sec!" I quickly put the piece of paper with max's number on it back into my pocket, grabbed my jacket and followed Kayla out the door.
"So, off to Keene right?" Kayla asked me
"Yup, I think your parents probably want you home." I responded
"Okay so, let's get going!" and with that we spread our wings wide and jumped off the balcony soaring into the crisp, cold, December air. We flew for a while in silence, almost peacefully, key word being "almost." It had been over a year or two since we had last been attacked but we still were always on guard, even at night. We usually were very light sleepers so Kayla having to actually hit me to get me up was very weird. I thought about all of this as we passed over Massachusetts and into New Hampshire. We saw it again the unbelievable double rainbow was crossing the sky; the exact same one, in the exact same place, as the one from my dream this morning.
"Hey Kayla!" I called over to her
"What?"
"Do you see that?" I asked her
"Yeah, it's beautiful" she said almost mesmerized
"That's good luck"
"I know" she answered back, smiling at me
"So, what are you getting your dad for Christmas?" I asked changing the subject
"I'm not sure, maybe a documentary on birds or something like that" she answered, her dad was like a professor of birds, he just loved them so much. Now that I think about I think that he actually does study birds at this lab that he works at. Yeah I know what you're thinking; and no, he did not cause Kayla and me to have wings. He is just a really nice and smart guy who loves birds. I tilted my wings until I was flying right next to Kayla.
"So, looking forward to getting home so you can call Matt?" I asked, kinda teasingly
"You know me too well"
"Yeah, it's starting to get kind of freaky" I responded and we started to descend as we saw Kayla's house approaching quickly below us. We folded our wings at the last second and silently fell onto the soft green grass of her front yard. Kayla's mother, Sarah, came outside to welcome us soon as we picked ourselves off of the grass.
"Where were you last night, young lady?" she asked, practically yelling, Kayla.
"Just eating candy in Boston with my Best Friend!" she yelled back "you told me I could!"
"Yeah, I said you could go to Boston for the day, not overnight!"
"I was tired so we spent the night in a hotel room in Lexington, and don't worry nothing happened, we're just friends"yeah, Kayla's mom is very overprotective of her; so, as a result she doesn't like me because she believes that all guys are just trying to get into someone's pants.
"Well I don't want to get in the way of all the mother-daughter love, so I'll just be going now" I said, and with that I stretched my wings and with a few powerful down strokes rose quickly into the air. I quickly headed north towards downtown Keene and my house. I landed somewhat gracefully in my driveway and, amazingly, I managed to avoid breaking my neck slipping on the ice. I heard the soft crooning of the chickens and I went out back to see them; I always felt really close to any kind of bird, probably because of the wings, I felt a sort of kinship with them. The chickens looked at me with their intelligent brown eyes, tilting their heads as if they every word I said to them and wanted to make me feel better; then I remembered, they probably did. I walked reluctantly into the house, dropping my gloves off in the breeze way, and sat down at my computer to go on Facebook and check my email. Again there were no messages from any of my friends I heard the front door open and close and heard footsteps coming down the hall towards the office.
"What are you doing in here?" my sister asked from behind me
"No-othing" I teased, my sister, Cecelia, was adopted from Russia when I was 8, she is now 20 and attending the local college. But, still sometimes acts as if she was only nine or ten.
"Well I need the computer for my homework so off, now!" she demanded
"Ummm, how about no, you have your own laptop and I know that your classes ended last week." I replied
"Uuughghgghhghgh, you can be so annoying sometimes!" she yelled in frustration and stomped out of the room.
I quickly logged off of the computer, yeah I totally could have given it to her, I just love irritating the crap out of her, but we actually get along really well, I just joke around and annoy her, but we still are there for each other. As I was entering the living room my cell phone started to ring and I quickly grabbed it and flipped it open.
"Hello?" I answered the phone (duh!)
"Hey, is it you?" the caller asked
"Yeah, it's me, why wouldn't it be?"
"I don't know, you could have gotten your phone taken from you or something" she replied, rather sheepishly
"I'm fine, Ella, now what do you want?" I asked her, my best friend after Kayla.
"I just wanted to say hi, and see if you wanted to do something later, but fine if I am such an annoyance then I guess I just leave!" she said, pretending to cry
"Yeah, I guess I could, what did you want to do?"
"Well…I was kinda hungry so I was wondering if you wanted to go to subway or something with me?" she asked sounding embarrassed.
"Oh…man I am so sorry but I just had lunch with Kayla on our way home from Boston, so maybe some other time okay?" I replied
"Oh…okay…some other time then." She said sounding dejected.
"I want to I just feel like if I eat anything more I think I will pretty much explode and I don't think you would like that, would you?" I said/asked.
"No I guess not, well, I'll see you later." She said then hung up.
I put my phone back in my pocket when I heard the distinctive sound of my mom in the kitchen. I walked in and tried to steal some of the cookie dough from the big bowl that she was making.
"No! those are for later!" she yelled at me, smacking my hand.
"fine" I said bored I walked out of the kitchen and lay down on the couch and turned the TV on to the discovery channel and watched "Myth busters" for about an hour then clicked it off, put my head down and slept.
Sorry it was kind of a filler chapter; I just wanted to get it done. R&R PLEASE! So I hope the story is making sense so far, I do have a direction that I plan on taking this and there will be more drama and action later, so bear with me. I promise Max will be getting more of a role later. If you have any comments don't be afraid to write your review down below! Thanks!