Chapter 2
"Fang?" I asked. "I thought you went to New York." "I'll make some lunch." Max walked into the kitchen. "Well, I did. Iggy and I opened a joke shop. Let's say there was a scuffle. About money. He thought that he should get most of the profits. HIM! It was my idea in the first place, anyway I demanded that I get most of the money. Then…I decided to come here." "Oh." I knew there was more to the story then that.
"Well, so that's my story, what's yours?" "Just graduated high school. Have no idea what to do with my life. Anyway, I want to know what happened between you two, in more detail. We're the Flock, we've been through so much together! We shouldn't be broken up!" "Look," Fang said sharply, "Just don't mention it again okay."
The tense moment was broken when Max came in with a pizza. "I seem to recall you liking pizza." "It's great, thanks." "So how long will you be staying?" "Staying?" I took a bight of my pizza. "Well I was thinking of just coming here for a day or two." "No, no you should stay longer, there's so much we have to catch up on! We have three guest bedrooms, which one would you like?" "You really don't have to do this for me." "Oh no, I'm happy to."
I finished my pizza and Max showed me the rooms. They were each twice the size of my room at my house. I lay my stuff down and Max said that she should take me somewhere and we could talk. I suggested the coke museum.
As we stepped out I asked why Fang wasn't coming. "He doesn't want to come out, he's kind of tired. Now, let's go, you'll love it there!" I noticed how she quickly changed the subject.
Max was really generous. She treated me to the museum, dinner afterward, and even ice-cream on the way back! When we got back I changed into my pajamas and lay on the bed. Wow, it was so comfy! I fell asleep and woke up at nine the next morning because my cell phone rang. It was Emily. She was probably wondering where I was, I hadn't told her of my impromptu decision to come to Atlanta.
Oh my gosh! I had 16 text messages, all from Emily. I decided to call her back later. I wanted to find out what happened to the joke shop.
"Hey Max," I called walking down the steps. "What was the joke shop Fang had called?" "Look, please don't discuss it. He doesn't like to talk about it. Don't tell him I told you, but it is called, Mutant Bird-People Prank and Joke Store." Wow. Great name. "Thanks. Well, I'm going to explore town. Say, is there a library near here?" "Yeah, about three blocks. Would you like me to drive you there?" "No thanks." "What about breakfast?" "I'll pick it up on the way."
After ten minutes I found the library. The first thing I did was look up Fang and I ggy's joke shop. A news article came up that surprised me. The headline read: Store Owner of Mutant Bird-People Joke Store Attempts to Burn Store Burn it? As an act of arson! The police were on the lookout and Fang was the wanted man.