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Iggy POV
"Gazzy! You're so gross! My god! Take some gas-X, will ya? Or at least open a window!" Nudge was yelling from the living room, and Gazzy was laughing like a maniac. Yep, even mac n' cheese makes him gassy. In fact, breathing air makes him gassy.
I was lying on my bed, trying to listen to the flock's I-pod. I turned the volume up louder, ignoring the thump thump thump pulsing in my sensitive ears, then Gaz's "gift" found it's way into my nose. Ugh! I grimaced. Usually I would be high-fiving Gazzy for a rip like that, but this was just nasty! I was going to puke! I didn't though…
"Yuck! Gasser!" Max screamed, sounding frustrated, in the living room, "Angel, get the air freshener!"
I got up and opened the window to my room. The fresh air was nice. It was spring now. I could hear birds chirping, and leaved rustling. Oh man, if only I could see. It would make all the difference in my life.
I pulled my head in from the window, jumped on my bed, and stared at the all-white wall until my vision started coming in.
I smiled, the feeling of sight taking over me. Yes, I could feel my sight. Sight is a whole sense, and not having it just feels empty in a certain spot in you. It's hard to explain. Just imagine how much more comfortable it is to see normally than to see in all blurs. Now times that by a million. You've almost got it.
I took in my wall, the whole entirety of it. I placed my hand on the wall, wondering if my vision would turn off from that one splotch of color. It didn't. I could see my pale, scarred, calloused hand. I spread out my fingers, feeling all the tiniest cracks and dents in the wall. I smiled to myself. I'd never seen my own hand before, not counting before the incident. I put my other hand on the wall next to my right one, and I leaned completely onto my hands, staring at them.
I stared so hard my eyes started to hurt. Every line, every cut, every bruise and callous, I memorized so that it would be molded into my memory. I could barely remember anything from before that one unspeakable surgery; I was so young then. I don't even know what any of the flock members look like now. I know all of their skin, hair, and eye colors, and the sounds of their voices, and approximately how tall they all are, but I don't really know they're faces. Not by heart.
"Iggy? What are you doing?" Nudge said from my door. I sighed and dropped my hands from the wall and jumped backward off my bed, still staring at the wall to keep my vision up.
I spun on my heel to face her. "Nothi- Aaaugh!" I screamed and stepped backwards, tripping over my feet and landing on my butt. I never took my eyes off of Nudge… because I could see her. My vision didn't turn off.
Her chocolate eyes were wide. Her mane of curly dark brown hair was pulled back and held together by a pink scrunchy. She was wearing a bright green tank and a purple sweater hanging off her shoulder, skinny jeans and purple Converse.
My heart was pounding through my chest, my breathing was heavy, a sweat was breaking on my brow; I didn't know whether to be excited or scared. How was this happening? Usually when I take my eyes off the white, my vision goes black! Oh, Hell, who cares? I can see!
Nudge inhaled, about to say something, then finally caught on. I was looking at her in the eyes, actually seeing rather than just looking. She could tell, I knew it.
"Iggy," She whispered, "can you see me?" I couldn't speak, I only smiled, grinning ear to ear. She squealed and attacked me in a giant bear-hug. I hugged her back, then stood up and twirled her around.
"Oh my god!" Angel screamed from somewhere in the house, reading mine and Nudge's minds. In the next instant, she was in my room and hugging me like crazy. "Iggy I can't believe it!" Angel looked so… like her name. Now I knew what Max meant when she always said Angel sometimes didn't deserve that halo of golden curls.
"How did it happen?" Nudge asked, obviously forcing herself not to ask more, desperate to know the answer to that one single question before any other.
"Who cares how it happened!" I exclaimed. "I can see! I'll never close my eyes again!" I laughed out of pure ecstasy, a punched the air.
Now the rest of the flock started gathering in my doorway, reveling in the excitement of this newly found miracle.
"Holy shit," Fang said, leaning against the doorframe, a smirk forming on his lips.
"Dude this is crazy!" The Gasman said exultantly. I turned to high-five him, but stopped short.
"Gazzy? What? No way! Uh, uh! You're way too young to be doing all the stuff I do! It's way dangerous!" Gazzy is tall for his age, and I knew he's only eight, but MAN I never realized how young he really is! He's still got that little boy face and the innocent look. I suddenly felt guilty for corrupting him all these years. I'm a dude and I felt bad, Max and Nudge and Angel are all girls, with feelings and girly emotions (well, maybe not Max); how could they handle watching innocent little Gazzy making bombs and playing with fire? Then again… how could any of them handle watching innocent little Angel controlling people's minds?
And I thought my family was unordinary before I realized all of this.
"Hey!" Gazzy yelled, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's not dangerous! We've been doing it together for years!"
"And you're right, Iggy. About what you thought," Angel said, unsuccessfully trying to suppress giggles.
My brows scrunched together. "Which part?"
Angel smiled kind of deviously but also angelically (if that's possible). "All of it."
"I guess practicing our powers every week was a good idea after all," Max said confidently from the door. I turned to her to say something sarcastic, but my breath caught in my throat as I looked at her for the first time in what seemed like forever.
I looked into Max's stunning chocolate eyes, her blonde wavy hair like rolling fields of gold, her striking face, so sharp and kind, but also dangerous and determined. No wonder Fang fell for her; she was so beautiful… A strange quirk sparked in my chest, and suddenly my heart was thumping a bit harder, my breath a bit heavier. I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
This was not going to end well.
