Oh my gosh…. I've been getting these done sooo fast! Anyways, this chapter won't be too exciting; it's just kind of a chance for you to get to know the situation more… Oh! And I fixed the spelling problem! So, yayy! NO MORE BAD SPELLING!
Gazzy: Will you let me make a bomb if I say the disclaimer?
Me: Sure. Whatever. Just say it.
Gazzy: YES! Faxness1234 does not own me or my Flock or my awesome bombs. The end.
Chapter 3: Diggin' in the Dirt
Max's POV!
"Oh, no!" Iggy said, preventing me from being able to change. Then, he freakin' hugged me! So, I take that as a chance to knock him down: I pull my knee up fastly, kneeing him were it counts! Iggy falls to the ground, in agony, and Fang is too busy laughing at his friend, so I slip into the bathroom real quick, and lock the door behind me.
I smile madly to myself in the mirror, as I drop the clothes on the floor.
I look in the mirror, inspecting myself in the outfit Nudge picked out. It wasn't that bad, but the blue shirt was a little tight and they shorts were a little shorter than I'm used to. But it worked: you couldn't tell I had wings, so. I tied on my gray shoes again, because Nudge learned not to put my in heels
I unlock the door cautiously, as crack it open a little: Fang and Iggy are gone, but Nudge stood in their place. "You're finally done!" She exclaims, and I can tell by her expression and tone that she wants an explanation.
"Fang and Iggy," I say, and she just nods her head.
"Of course..." she says, rolling her eyes at her brother, even though he isn't here. I laughed, but then answered in a pleading tone.
"Now can we go eat?"
"Fine. Now that you're presentable, anyways!" Insert a smirk from Nudge here.
"I always was!" I protested, but I my definition was a world different than Nudge's: I just didn't want to be discovered and Nudge wanted me to look good. What was the point, anyways?
Nudge laughed at my defense, "Sure. Whatever you say Max." But I just let it go, and started walking towards the staircase that lead downstairs.
We walk down the stairs and into the kitchen, where Mrs. Walker is cleaning up what she was cooking "Hey, girls!" She called out, without even turning towards us, "The food's outside!" She also added, knowing that I would want to eat.
"Thanks, Anne!" I said, while Nudge and I turned around and started towards backdoor that leads to the field outside. However, before I could make it, Anne turned to me asked me a question. "Max?" She said before I was even out of the kitchen.
"Yeah?" I asked, even though I knew- and dreaded- the answer.
"Can I..um, take a sample of your blood?" Anne asked sheepishly.
"Mo-om!" Nudge blurted out, her cheeks turning a little red, "You know that's creepy!" Honestly: I couldn't help but agree. I mean, Anne so nice, and I get that she's a scientist and wants to know how her experiment is turning out. But I don't want to be just an experiment.
"Yeah," I agreed, and I could tell that Anne's face dropped a little, "I'm going to have to agree." I said politely, but felt immediately felt guilty, and added a quick "Sorry!" before jogging outside.
The houses on my street didn't exactly have backyards: but the field made up for that. All of our neighbors and Jeb and I have a door at the rear end of our houses' that lead to a golden landscape. The grass was dead and yellow, but in the sun and moonlight it shone like the jewel, and it spread out for miles, until some rocky mountains protruded out of the ground (But that was so far away, the mountains looked about the size of a penny). There's a ranch out in the distance, too, but that's pretty much it: it's too dry to farm or provide for a lot of animals. Because this acted as our backyards, it was mowed out about 9 or 10 feet, but beyond that the grass grew really tall, reaching at least to my knees.
Outside the Walker's house: there's a little patio with a grill, and, as if right now, a fold-able table. Jeb was helping out Anne by cleaning burnt meat off of the rusty grill top, and on the table there was a stack of paper plates, a pack of hamburger buns, and a mountain of hamburgers! My mouth started watering, and I immediately grabbed a paper place at managed to fit two hamburgers on top, causing Nudge to stare at me accusingly.
"Max, I know you're a bird and all, but how can eat that much?" She asked, staring wide-eyes at my plate, and grabbing one bun and patty.
I just shrugged, took a huge bite, and said "It's a bird thing." Even though it probably sounded it "Ih ah brgg ghinh", but I think she got the point, anyways. Maybe not, though, because she just laughed at me.
"Jeez, Max! You need to work on your manners!" She nudged (No pun intended) me playfully, as we walked over to sit with the rest of her family.
"MAX!" Squealed a little, angelic (Ha-ha, another un-intended joke) voice called out to me, hugging my legs.
"Hi, Angel!" (I bet you get the joke now!) I said, smiling down at the sweet little blond girl, and looked over too her brother. "Hey Gazzy!"
"He-roh!" He mumbled out of a mouth-full of meat. Gazzy and Angel were running around, chasing and playing with their dog, Total, while Fang and Iggy sat across from each other, and chatted, laughed, and were just being the annoying people they were (Sure, they were just talking. But they even make that annoying).
So, Nudge and I sat on the dry grass and got eating. It was silent, you know, the kind of silence where it isn't awkward, but just kind of normal. That is, it was quiet, until Nudge spoke up (Honestly, it can't be silent long if you're with Nudge! That girl can talk!).
"So, Max. Are you excited for school this year? I'm sooo excited! It's my first year of High school! Max, do you know any senior boys? Because if so, you should totally, like, hook me up or something! Then again, I don't think seniors would mix with freshmen girls like me, but you never know... and-"
"Um, I guess I'm excited. And, no, I think I scared all of the boys last year, especially the senior ones." I said, really just to shut Nudge up. Nudge'll be a freshman this year, and I'll be a sophomore. And I really did scare some people: let's just say I like to punch people when they try to hit on me.
Nudge nodded as if she understood, but continued on, "Anyways, do you have any crushes? I kind like this one guy, Ari, who was in my Social Studies and Language Arts class last year, but who knows if I'll ever see him again." Nudge actually stopped talking, allowing me to answer her question.
but all I did was shrug, and say, "Boys are jerks."
Nudge just shook her head, "But Max! You got to like someone!" Then her face brightened a little, and she smirked at me while added, "You now who you would be perfect for?" I just shook my head, dreading the answer. She leaned a little closer to me before whispering "Fang!"
I swear I almost sprayed chewed-up cow all of her face, but I didn't, so I ended up chocking. Yeah, not good.
"Max?" Nudge said, as my coughing toned down a bit.
I gulped and managed to say, "No. I am not dating your loser brother," I leaned over to see Fang chowing down on two hamburgers, he's the only other person I know who can eat as much as me, "I mean, look at him, he's gross!"
Nudge narrowed her eyes, and added, "yeah, because you don't eat like that!" I rolled me eyes at her comment.
"Whatever," If I could insult Fang in any way, I'd take the chance. Who cares if I end up insulting myself along the way.
"You're crazy, Max!"
"Why, because I don't want to date your brother? Here's a thought, you can date him!" I added, gagging to myself at the thought of anyone dating Nick. But that's just the thing- he's super popular, and almost every girl in the school is chasing after him. Except for me, of course.
Nudge cringed at the though, then shut up, so I know that I made a good comeback!
This is a line. His name is Phil, and he likes you for reading
"Max! Time to go home!" Jeb called from inside the house. It was just starting to get dark, and Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, and I were running around playing tag. Fang and Iggy went up in Fang's room already, so I was at peace. Well, until Jeb had to ruin it.
"Coming, Jeb!" I called, waved good-bye to Nudge and fallowed Jeb back home.
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