A/N I OWN NOTHING! Ok, now that I got that out of the way, read and enjoy! =D

Chapter 2

I woke up and the entire class had fled. Who knows where they went, and who cares? No one had helped us when we really needed them. They had acted like scared babies. Then I began to remember why they had left.

"Oh," I said out loud.

And now that I thought about it, I remembered how I had screamed in pain. Hmmm, the pain seemed to have left completely. Good for me, but what did it mean?

I looked over to Kelsey for confirmation of my fears. I was right. I stood up and tried to feel along my back. Yep, inside my shirt was something flattened that felt a lot like a wing to me.

"A wing," I breathed. "Kelsey get up," I told her while shaking her shoulder. "Get up lazy-bones!" Nada, nothing Hmmm, what would make my crazy, book-loving, BFF get up and notice that SHE HAS WINGS!

I know.

"Kelsey, Fang is here!" I yelled in her ear. "Where, where?" she said sitting up. "Just kidding," I smiled, "I needed you to get up and look at something for me."

"What-?" she started to say. Maybe she remembered what happened, now. "Anne, what happened?" (Or not) "Look," I started. She stared at me, almost as if I were about to confirm her worst fears. But, maybe, in a way, I was. In another, I was stating that we were miracles. "We were giving our book talk, and. . ." I sighed, "Wings grew on our backs."

A smile started to spread across her face. "Anne, do you know how cool this is?" she practically yelled at me. "I mean, we'll be able to fly! We'll be able to travel the world! No one will make fun of us any more for being book-loving-weirdo- nerds!" Now she was absolutely beaming with happiness. All I could say was, "No one ever called us that." Kelsey calmed down a little. "Well, not to our faces," she said, smile gone. I sighed again. "Ok, you've got a point."

With her smile back, she started to walk around the room, searching in people's desks. "What are you looking for?" I asked as I walked up to the desk she was searching. "Scissors, duh," she said, waving the pair she found triumphantly. "Oh, right, duh," I said, as a smile grew on my face. I automatically turned around, because I knew why she had been searching for them. "Just try not to cut me, ok?" I asked.

"I'll try my very hardest not to hurt your precious little back." she said with a giggle. "Ok, ok, just get it over with," I said, closing my eyes.

I felt a cold, sharp point go through my shirt. I heard a ripping sound as Kelsey cut through my shirt to make two slits for me to slip my wings through. "I'm done!" Kelsey said proudly. "Now spread so I can see what they look like."

I tried to feel where my new limbs were. It was strange, changing from only 4 limbs, now to 6. I finally had a sense of where they were on my back and sort of rolled my shoulders a bit to let them out, through the slits on my shirt.

Kelsey gasped.

"What? What's wrong?" Even I could hear the panic in my voice.

"They're . . . they're beautiful," she said in awe.

I folded them in a bit at the joint so I could see them too. And Kelsey was right; they were beautiful. They were exactly the same color as my hair. Deep, chocolate brown, with gold tints that shined when caught in the sunlight.

I smiled. "Now your turn," I said as I turned on Kelsey with an evil grin. Kelsey handed me the scissors and I cut two slits where her wings were pushing through her shirt. "Ok, done. Now let me see them."

She rolled her shoulders they way I had, and her wings popped out of her shirt. They were amazing, and that's what I told her. They were a sandy blonde, all around. The small ones at the top near the bone, and the primary ones: the longer ones.

She folded her wings in toward the front of her and a small breeze hit me. She gave a long look at her wings and smiled. "Yeah, they are."

We both stroked her pretty wings, wings that could belong to an angel, caught in the moment. Until the door knob turned, and in walked a boy who looked to be a little older than us, maybe 15 or16. But he was tall, like, 6'1 or 6'2 at least. He had black longish hair and a black leather jacket on, with jeans and black work boots. He gave us a long look, than looked at our wings that were still out, and gave a smirk that made his dark eyes crinkle a bit. Kelsey and I stared back. The only one who broke the silence between us three was Kelsey, who said, "Fang?"

A/N Dun Dun Duuuhhhhh! What's gonna happen? I don't know! Leave a review and you get to find out sooner!