Ok…this is my first fanfic so if it's rubbish then…yeah…sorry about that…anyway…oh…by the way…everything is in Max's POV unless it says otherwise…anyway…on with the story…
Back at camp, everyone was sitting around the camp fire cooking marshmallows. The school had organised this school trip as a treat (no not that school…normal school). It wasn't a camp where everyone stayed in tents, we actually had chalets. Three people to a chalet. Unfortunately all the flock got split up…well…except for Fang and Iggy. I was lucky…there were only two people in mine…me and Sarah. We had more room, plus Sarah was always out reading or something, so I had the place to myself mostly. I sat down next to Angel and started roasting marshmallows for myself. Fang walked over and sat next to Iggy and Gazzy, who were quietly discussing bombs (as usual) whenever no one could hear them. It was getting darker now,…close to bedtime I think, not that I paid much attention to bedtimes. Bedtime was just an excuse to go flying without the possibility of any witnesses. "Alright everybody", said Mrs Hill, "time for bed. Lights out in an hour". Everyone began getting up slowly and making their way towards their chalets. One hour to waste… I headed back to mine. Sarah was already there, walking towards the bathroom. I opened my drawer, took out an old pair of track-suit bottoms & a t-shirt and waited for Sarah to finish. I started thinking…about…school…mum and Ella…the flock…Fang…why do I keep thinking of him…I mean…more then usual…and noticing all the little things he does. Like when we were all sitting around the camp fire…how the light from the flames and the blackness of the night highlighted his face wonderfully, making his features stand out. Sarah walked out of the bathroom and I walked in…keeping that image in my head.
After, I laid down in bed waiting for Mrs Hill to come and check on us and for Sarah to fall asleep, so I could go out. I shut my eyes, thinking of the same images as before. I shouldn't be thinking of stuff like this, but it's so hard not to. I heard deep, even breathing from Sarah's bed…I guess she fell asleep early… There was a knock on the door. I got up and opened it. It was Mrs Hill, "lights out now max", she said, "yes miss". I shut the door, locked it and laid back down, waiting. I'll give her ten minutes to be back in her own chalet.
Ten minutes later, I climbed out of bed, put shoes and a jacket on, unlocked the door and walked out into the cool night air. After closing the door as quietly as I could, I took a running leap off the steps, spread my wings and begun to fly. I flew over the chalet roofs and towards the forest. I started doing loop-the-loops and cork-screws, feeling the wind blow my hair and clothes and hearing it whistle in my ears. The adrenaline rush as I dive-bomb at the ground, then pull up at the last second. It felt like nothing bad could go wrong up here…
Fang POV
I was staring out the window and up at the stars when a black shadow flew across the sky. I immediately thought of erasers, but it was to graceful. It flew over the tops of the trees and began doing tricks in mid-air. I knew who that was…and she was no eraser. The black shadow plummeted towards the ground only to pull up at the last second…yep…that was Max. I got up off my bed and started for the door…but one of the floor boards creaked… "dude…what are you doing?", asked a voice from the corner…oh great…Ben was awake. "Nothing…bathroom", I replied, turning around and walking towards the bathroom so that I wouldn't make him suspicious. He laid back down, rolled over and fell asleep. I walked back to my bed, got in and laid down, "guess I won't join you tonight, Max", I whispered before welcoming sleep…
Ok…hope you liked that bit…please review…it doesn't matter if you don't…but it is nice to hear…well read…what you think of it…
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