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~marinesdaughter101

Chapter 2. Observe

"Ow!" I yelled. "Can you please try and be more gentle?" I asked my uncle. He was checking my wing span. I had know idea how he was doing it but how ever he was it hurt.

"Yes, sorry. You have very interesting wings." My uncle's wings were a kind of red color. He's my mom's brother. They never talked much but she needed him to teach me 'cause of Fill's traveling and Charlie's human.

"What do you mean, 'there interesting?'" I asked.

He let go of my wings and I sat up. "I mean, that they are rather large and heavy for some one as young as you."

"Is that bad?" I asked, a bit worried.

He laughed. "Oh, no! It just means you'll be able to fly better and faster than most people your age." He walked away from the patio table and came back with a bottle. "If you rub this on your wings once a week it won't hurt as much to fold them. After a year of that then it should be complete comfortable to fold them." I looked at him questioningly.

"How did you get this?" I asked him.

"I made it!" he said proudly. "It took two years to figure out though. But it really does help!" With that he grabbed the towel he had cleaned of his hands and gave me my jacket. "If you'd like, you can go fly around town. It particularly cloudy today so it won't be easy for people to see you. And here's a map of places you can land unnoticed." he handed me a folded up piece of paper.

"Thank you, uncle." I said genuinely. He smiled and walked off. I picked up the mirror he had with him and looked at my back. Right in the middle of my wings was a scar. I got that not long ago. I folded my wings wrong when I was really little and hurt my back in the process. I tore my skin there and my mom had to come down here to get it fixed. If I remember correctly, my uncle had a friend who was a doctor. Of course that was fifteen years ago and he would be older.

I ran inside and put my jacket away. I changed out of my clothes - now wet - and into some more comfurtable flying clothing. I canged into jean shorts and a green T-shirt. I pit on some white tennis shoes and let my hair fall over my shoulders. I looked in the mirror. I wasn't the most beautiful of my kind. You could call me plain jane. Just brown eyes and brown hair. The only thing interesting about me was the fact that I had wings. But, I don't want people to know about that, now do I?

I walked down stares, grabbed a banana on the way and ate 'till I got to the door. I threw the peal away and set of to the lake. It wasn't raining today but it was still cloudy. The early fall breeze felt good. It wasn't hot but was just enough to where it wouldn't look weird if you wore shorts.

I looked up at the sky, making sure there were no birds or plains in sight and jumped. I jumped about seven feet in the air before I flapped my wings. I flew up above the clouds and started flying. I looked down below to see nothing but trees. It was only minutes, though, until I started to see houses and cars. Before I knew it I was flying over a city.

The clouds got thinner here so I had to fly up higher. I stopped flying and just stayed in one spot while I got out the map. I looked at it and then back at the ground. I found a good place to land and stated looking. After ten long minutes I found it and landed. It was in an ally. I folded my wings up and climbed up the building wall. I walked over the roof and looked out at the city. I founf a park that looked nice. I jumped from the roof and went on my way. On my way there I saw many book shops that I wanted to go to.

Sadly, once I got onto the side walk I fell. Just because I was immortal didn't mean my skin was like rock. My blood was gold and it couldn't cary diseases. It was so strong it burnt any sing on jerms. But, my skin was vulnerable to scraps and cuts. They healed after a minute or so but that didn't mean I didn't feal a lttle sting. but it was only little so I could bairly feal it.

I cussed under my breath and got up. I got a napkin from my pocket and cleaned it up hoping it wouldn't take long. My blood smelled like regular blood. It just wasn't red. Or acted the same way. So, it would look weird if I was bleeding gold blood.

After a minute I took off the napkin and looked at it. It was gone. All that you could see now was just a slightly paler circle.

I got up and started walking again. I found a bench and sat down, laying my head back. Then my cell rang. I picked it up and checked the caller ID. It was Jake. He was my best friend from Forks. He lived on a reservation called La Push. He, besides my dad, knew about my wings. He found out when he came over unexpectedly and saw me in my back yard with my wings out. That was one interesting day.

"Hey, Jake!" I greeted.

"Bella! How was the flight?" he asked. I missed his voice. It could always make me happy. He was like a little brother to me.

"Um. . . It was good?" It came out like a question.

He laughed. "You didn't! You actually flew there?"

I laughed weakly. "Yeah. Well, you know how uncomfortable I get flying in a closed area." I said, recalling a memory.

"Oh. Yeah, that wasn't fun." he said. I could hear the disgust in his voice. Well, the story is, is that we both went on a trip for my school and he wanted to come 'cause there was nothing for him to do during summer brake. We flew there and I kept fidgeting. Well, one of my wings kinda went out of place under my shirt and waked Jake in the side. He was bruised for a week.

I laughed. "What was it you called me for?"

"Just checking on ya." he said. "Well, I gotta go. Billy needs help. Bye!"

"Bye, Jake." I hung up laughing to my self. I got up and made my way back to the ally. Five minutes latter I was in the air. This time I watched every thing down on land. I flew over a few neighborhoods and A minute before I was able to see my uncle's house I was over a very big white house. It was similar to my uncle's house but different. It was the only house closer than a mile away from his house. There were four people out. One female and three males. The girl was short and had black spiky hair. One boy was tall and had bronze hair, the other tall and blonde hair, the next very well built and brown haired. The girl looked up where I was. I didn't know if she could see me or not so I just took off.

Who were they? They looked odd.

I guess I'll find out tomorrow.