Nudge was scanning through her fashion magazines, Angel was talking with Total, Gazzy and Iggy were (mysteriously) working on some blue prints on the kitchen table, and Fang was playing with my fingers on the couch we were lazily sitting on.
So, basically a normal afternoon.
Nudge flipped through some pages and blew out of her mouth, making her bangs fly up. "Max, I'm bored."
I turned to look at her behind me. "You're done with your magazines?"
"Pft, yeah," she scoffed. "This is, like, last month's issue. And I've already read it, like, fifty million times. I think I'm behind on the latest styles. Do you think we could go to the store? Okay, first we need money. I need some. OMG, maybe I'll be, like, a fashion designer! And design all these clothes! That'd be totally cool! I'd like, give all of you totally cool new—"
"Why don't you come watch T.V.?" I suggested to stop that mouth of her from going on.
She shrugged and plopped on the couch beside Fang and me and clicked the remote.
"Find something good," I told her.
Suddenly, Fang straightened up instantly. He stared at me with dark, knowing eyes. "Angel's hungry."
I guess Angel's mind reading skills can come in handy when it comes to communicating.
"Okay," I smiled then got up to the kitchen.
Of course, being me, I was not going to cook. Which is why I say thank you to microwavable pizza.
As I waited for it to warm up, watching it turn and turn, I felt familiar hands on my waist and grinned. Turning, I was about to kiss Fang when I realized he wasn't touching me as a sign of affection, but to grab my attention.
Silent eyes motioned with the cock of his head to the living room, where Nudge was watching T.V. I guess she finally found a channel, and after a quick glance, I realized what it was. It was some teenage-family-drama show; and in this scene the girl was hanging out with her friends at school, nervous about her presentation in English next period.
I looked at Nudge, who stared back enviously, yearningly, at the imaginary girls on the screen. The people with normal lives, who endured normal problems, and who went to a normal school without mad scientist.
We all knew how much Nudge wanted that—school, a family, a life.
It hurt to see a flock member so depressed, but what was I supposed to do?
I gave Fang a knowing look, who returned it, pressing his lips together sympathetically.
"I don't know where it's supposed to be!" Iggy yelled out of nowhere, shooting up from his chair.
Gazzy was staring up at him in slight surprise at his outrage.
Iggy was furious, his anger heating his words, sharpening their meaning, "I don't know where it is, because I can't see it! You think I'd ask you for your goddamn help if I wasn't freakin' blind?"
"Sorry, Ig," Gazzy stuttered, "I—I just thought—"
"Yeah, well you thought wrong!" Iggy shouted back. "Stop apologizing like it's my fault! I didn't choose to loose my eyesight!" After he got out what he wanted to say, Iggy stormed toward his room, letting the door slam behind him.
I looked back at the flock, my flock: Nudge was just staring, Angel didn't seem too surprised, in fact she seemed quite calm, innocently stroking Total's fur, who was doing his best to look indifferent. Fang was…well Fang: dark, silent, observant. Gazzy stared after Iggy, appalled his best friend would ever talk like that to him.
I walked over to Gazzy, and touched his shoulder. "Gazzy?" I asked him hesitantly.
"What's up with him?" Gazzy asked, a honest question.
"It's just Iggy, Gazzy. He'll be fine. Just give him some time to cool off," I told him.
Gazzy took a deep breath. "Okay."
I was curious. "What was he yelling about anyway?"
"We were working on blue prints for a paint bomb—totally harmless, swear—and I told him to check the wiring connected to the—"
"Save me the technical stuff, Gazzy," I interrupted.
"Well, anyway, he asked me where the wiring layout was, and I told him 'there,'" he shrugged and continued, "I was busy working on the other half, and I guess he got mad 'cause I wouldn't tell him exactly…"
I hugged him, "It's okay, Gazzy."
The microwave went off. Dinner time.
Okay, little helpful backround info, i liked the Fang book, but i thought it wouldn't help with my story, so this takes place after Max. Just some pointers! hope you like the story so far! sorry for not updating, yah knw the usual: school, life, sleep! also, this is my first story, and i had a hard ass time with knowing how to publish and unpdate chapters sooo, hope you understand. i had to get a friends help! sooooo, yeah, i hope to update soon! but only if i get reviews. sorry, but they really inspire me to continue. as a writer, i hope you understand! thanks!
