DISCLAIMER - I do not own Maximum Ride/ any of the characters. I don't own Highs and Lows- American Hi Fi either.

A/N: I was quite upset actually. I've had 52 hits, which is good don't get me wrong, but only 3 reviews. Reviews really do help me, people, and if you like my story then you need to review and let me know, so I carry on writing.

ANGEL P.O.V

I looked at Iggy, worried. He was faking it. I knew it!! I snuck to the door right after he walked in to talk to Fang. It was calm at first, with Fang and Iggy just talking quietly to each other, but then Iggy got angry.
He put on a brave face for the flock, all the older kids did, but Iggy was different. He was blind; he had to have help more than others. I knew he hated it, thanks to my mind reading powers, but he put on a mask to disguise his anger and embarrassment. But every now and then he slipped, like the argument with Fang. He lost control and he had a nasty temper. I didn't like the thought of being on the receiving end.

Nobody really knows the pain
But everybody knows your name
You've got their full attention, all eyes on you
Small talk can get you through the day
There's got to be a better way
When all your friends are faceless
You can fake it

I listened to the song playing on the radio inside the bedroom. I was six and I knew what that part of the song meant, kind of says it all about my life huh. I thought it kind of described Iggy. I listened to the argument between the two oldest boys of the flock. I didn't like what I heard. Basically Fang had said he was going to leave, Iggy was annoyed at him for this and for the reason. I think Max had something to do with it too but I wasn't exactly clear on that part. Iggy was shouting again.

He knows the highs and lows
He'll give you what you need
And we all agree it's time to shine
He'll stand and deliver
He goes about his day
Smile and a wink hello
When the picture's gone
Fading to black he's poppin' down Prozac
Nobody knows the highs and the lows

As before, I understood most of this part of the song as well. Wow! I never noticed how bad my life really was; a six-year-old understanding a song about people lying and acting fine really shouldn't be the case, I guess I'd grown used to it. Though I wasn't entirely sure what Prozac is, I was pretty sure it was some kind of anti-depressant. I'd actually caught Iggy taking some anti-depressants once, but I kept it our secret. I loved Iggy so much, he was like, my bestest big brother, except for Gazzy of course, but we were related by blood so it was slightly different. I didn't want Iggy to be upset. Otherwise just about then entire flock would be upset. He and Gazzy were the heart and soul of the flock, not to mention the sense of humour.

Sports cars and fancy souvenirs
That you collected all these years
So proud and self assured, hold your head high

What's a soovuneer?? Maybe it's one of those things that people bring back from a holiday, I was sure I'd heard that somewhere. If that was what it was then I wasn't sure about sports cars or fancy anything but he had all of his bombs and the explosions that they caused seemed to make him happy. And we'd kind of been on holiday. We'd been almost everywhere in the United States, and me and Max and Nudge and Total had been to Europe before. Oh and Ari but he didn't really count did he?

A chest of broken memories
Of how and why and what could be
Still locked inside your closet
You can't fake it

I was pretty sure this song was written for Iggy. It was so similar to how he felt. I heard his voice rising with anger and frustration in the next room. I knew that soon he would completely lose control.

Iggy, it'll be all right, I thought to Iggy, but please calm down. You're scaring me. And if you don't calm down then things could get worse and I don't want things to get worse.
I let out the tears that were clouding my vision, letting the fall freely too the floor.

Okay Angel, I'm sorry. Don't get upset, we'll fix this. Go back to sleep, yeah?

Okay then, but promise me you'll be okay. And Fang, he doesn't know how Max feels, and she doesn't know how he feels. And it's all so complicated and…and…

Ange, just go to sleep, I'll handle it. I love you.

I love you too Iggy. And Fang, and Max and the entire flock.

I wandered off to the chair where I was supposed to be sleeping. I climbed into it and curled up hoping for the best. I couldn't sleep and through the silence I heard the final part of the song coming from the radio, in the nearly silent room next door…

He knows the highs and lows
He'll give you what you need
And we all agree it's time to shine
He'll stand and deliver
He goes about his day
Smile and a wink hello
When the picture's gone
Fading to black he's poppin' down Prozac
Nobody knows the highs and the lows

"Please be happy Iggy," I said into the silent room. "You don't need to pretend ALL the time."

Just then, Max walked in, trying to be quiet so she didn't wake anybody up.

"Max? I'm awake, Fang and Iggy were in there, arg…talking and everybody else is asleep. Are you okay Max?"

"Yeah I'm just a bit tired, and I need to sort some things out."

She walked over to the bedroom, rapped on the door with her knuckles twice, and walked in. A few minutes later, Iggy walked out, came over to the chair where I was curled up, lifted me up, sat down and put me onto his lap to sleep. I was really comfortable and I fell asleep hoping that Fang and Max would finally realise how each other felt about them.

A/N: Sorry, I know it might be a bit complex considering it's in Angel's P.O.V but I couldn't help it. it's just how I write. Please Review. And sorry if it was too short, think i'm hitting writers block. ideas anyone?