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CHAPTER 1
"Of course we just so happen to find food and I smell rat poison on it." I said.
"Just our luck." mumbled Iggy who was trying his best not to topple over trash cans. This was the first time in awhile that I had smelled any food that was salvageable and once I flew down to it someone HAD to have sprayed even the smallest bit of rat poison on it.
I heard a sigh and saw that Iggy was looking at me again. Oh, something else that you probably don't know. Iggy isn't necessarily blind... when it comes to me that is. He can actually see me and I swear sometimes it get's creepy. Probably because he stares at me 24/7...
"Uh, Iggy? Quit it. I'm flattered that you can see me but that feeling is being contradicted by the fact that you stare at me. All. The. Time." I said. That caused chuckles from everybody. Except Iggy of course who was almost as red as a robin's chest. Glancing over at Max I almost gagged. Wait scratch that, I do a double take and then I almost gagged. That look that she gives my brother god! There are kids present, stop trying to make me give them "The Talk"!
"Max, I don't care how hot Fang is, stop looking at him like that!"I "whispered" in her ear. As you can tell I'm pretty much the boss around her when it comes to expressing our emotions. Now that there was a robins red club starting I stopped pointing out the obvious and went on to finding more food. I just realized that I forgot to tell you something kinda important. Like the fact that I can smell where anything is as long as I can picture it in my mind. When I figured out my gift I didn't tell anybody because I just knew that they would call me something witty... and they did. Over, and over, and over again. I can't wait to get revenge.
Thinking about revenge makes me think about Iggy, which makes me think about how much he adores me, which makes my heart throb. Why can't I find someone to love? Why can't love be as easy as Max and Fang's? Covering those thoughts with a mental blanket, I start concentrating on picturing food. Which is difficult because I keep thinking about not having rat poison on them. Thinking about any conflicting thing always messes up my searches. Like this time when I thought about nothing being wrong with the food and it ends up having rat poison in it.
Why can't things be easier? Our lives suck. Why did people have to mess with us? I bet our DNA was perfectly fine without avian DNA moving in!
"I don't know why, Storm. Why don't you just focus on finding food okay? I can fight off other thoughts if you want me to." Angel asked in a pleasant voice. I turned around to find her solemnly looking at me. With a sigh I started thinking about food.
After about fifteen minutes Fang touched my shoulder gently so that I don't high-five him, with a fist, in the face.
"Storm, I don't think this is a good spot, do you want to go higher?" Thinking for a minute I realized that I didn't know how much time had passed and that my back was kind of stiff. I nodded and stood up, using him for support.
Stretching out my wings I curled my back just like a cat and jump-flapped onto the roof of the building, landing softly not making any noise. And leaving Iggy whirling around trying to find me. Stifling a laugh, I concentrated again, focusing my thoughts on looking for enough food to feed the whole flock. But instead I find myself looking at a man. Someone that has been staring at us the whole time.