Okay, I'm very guilty, so I adding more to this chapter.

1st and 2ND PART OF CHAPTER FOUR!!!! ( look for the sign thingie!)


I didn't let go of Max, and gently stroked her back, wishing that she wasn't hugging me because she wanted to make Fang jealous but because she wanted to.

I heard Fang come in, but Max didn't notice. She just kept gripping me tightly, shivering, but not crying. I was about to tell her but, I wanted to keep holding her.

Fang stood in front of us for a while, a few feet in front of me, but at the same time behind Max so she didn't see him. I could almost feel his anger, the way the air suddenly darker, but in the way you could see it . . . More like, feel it get colder.

Max lifted her head off my shoulder and cocked it, listening for Fang.

"He's here." I whispered in her ear.

She nodded, and was about to go back to holding me, but I pulled her away. It wouldn't feel right.

She sighed, then murmured, "Sorry. About freaking out like tha-"

I lifted my hand to her cheek, stroking it softly, "Nothing to be sorry about."

I felt her face warm, and realized she was blushing. Max never blushed.

Her body froze for a second, and I knew she was now looking at Fang.

"Come on Iggy, lets go watch TV." She said , her voice rivaling the coldness of the room.

I turned to Fang, and couldn't help shaking my head in disapproval, then followed Max.

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I went into the living room too, just to bug Max, and because I wanted to keep an eye on them. Max sat down and turned on the TV. Iggy sat down next to her, almost on her lap. Iggy apologized and scooted over. Max let out a small embarrassed smile, but scooted back so they were on each others laps again.

Iggy smiled lightly and whispered something in Max's ear which apparently was funny, because Max giggled. Iggy smiled again, and laughed with Max. Max-

Damn them, I can't take it anymore [beep] more, those [swear word]! What the [another swear word]! To hell with them, those [guess what goes here?]! (Fang is obviously VERY upset *giggle*)

I didn't say anything or went back to my room. I didn't want Max to think that she had gotten to me. If she was trying to make me jealous . . . Well it wasn't going to work.

I watched Iggy slowly wrap his arm around her waist-

I stood up and left the room.

!!!

After Fang left Max instantly slid off my lap, refusing to look at me (And don't ask me how I know she was staring at her feet). I wished she hadn't done that.

I sat back, and decided that I might as well make best of the situation.

"So what exactly is the plan?" I asked. We hadn't exactly discussed it.

She cleared her throat, " Uh, we make Fang jealous . . .?"

"So we flirt, we laugh, we hang out . . . and?" I turned to her, picking out the outline of her body from the white couch.

"Um . . . I don't know. It was your plan." She said defensively.

My idea.

Which meant I could take care of the details . . .

"Any kissing?" I asked casually.

She didn't answer.

"I'll take that as a no." I suddenly felt really stupid for asking. What had I been thinking? Max was still getting over Fan-

"I guess."

What?

!!!

The goal was to make Fang pay. To make him regret what he had done.

And I was going to do that.

PART TWO STARTS HERE:

"Are you sure?" Iggy asked, dumbfounded.

"Um, Yeah." No I wasn't. And kissing Iggy would . . . weird. He was basically my little brother.

Iggy stared at me, his sightless eyes latching on to mine. I couldn't help getting the feeling that he was sad, or disappointed. Was he?

He nodded, and stood up, "Okay, then. But nothing too fast. Don't want to make Fang suspicious."

"Okay." I whispered.

"Hmm . . . Come here." He stood up, turned the TV off, and started walking toward the door. I followed him. Before I knew what was happening, he had shot off into the sky, wings wide and outstretched. I stood on the ground of a second, my eyes tracing his pattern, as he dipped and dived, waiting for me to join him. I rolled my shoulders and let my wings flutter open. I couldn't help smiling, and took off.

"Race you!" Iggy called speeding ahead.

I grinned and shook my head. Not such a good idea to race a girl who had a special gift for speed [ I forgot exactly how fast she could go]

Side by side we raced flying through clouds, and under the bright sun, our shadows on the green fields. This was silly, fun, random, just-for-the-joy-of-it, careless flying. I loved it.

Panting, I landed, skidding to a stop a few seconds before Iggy. He kept walking, though, farther, toward the forest.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

He shook his head, a small grin on his face, and kept walking. A few minutes later, we stumbled across paradise.

I gaped at our surroundings, a small, crystal clear pond right in front of us. Bright green shoots of grass everywhere, flowers popping up around trees of all different colors. Sunlight managed to shine through the leaves and made the water sparkle. I had never seen anything like it.

"Wow." I said quietly, feeling the need to whisper.

Iggy chuckled, his voice full and happy, sounding like it belonged in this small piece of Heaven.

"How did you . . ." I shook my head, and kneeled down on the soft grass.

He shrugged, "I just found it. It seemed like the perfect shaded place to get out of the sun before I tripped and fell into the pond." He smiled, "Then I noticed how cool the water was, how comfortable the dewy grass felt on my face. How many flowers of pink and light blue and yellow there were."

I stepped closer to the water and dipped my finger in. The water felt refreshing.

"It's . . . perfect." I said, this time in my normal voice.

"Yeah, it is." He said, sitting down.

"When did you find it? Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, noticing for the first time that there were little fishes in the water.

"A while ago, and I don't know. It just seemed like such a private place. As if I was almost intruding. But . . . I guess it just felt right to show you now." He leaned back against the trunk of the tree, not even reaching out to make sure it was there, just knowing. I realized he probably came here often.

"It's amazing." And it was.

Iggy didn't answer, just closed his eyes and let out a deep and content sigh. He seemed just at home here.

We sat for a while, me still marveling at the beauty of this place, and hoping to see many animals like a bunny or small bird here, because even though I could hear birds chirping and singing, I didn't see them. Iggy just relaxing.

After a while, though, I knew we should head back.

"We should go."

Iggy opened his eyes, looking at me, his gaze intense and he seemed to be trying to say something. But before I could try to figure it out, he stood up.

"Alright."

He walked over to me, and took my hand, his soft and warm in mine.

"Uh, Iggy?" I wasn't sure whether to try to slip my hand out of his clasp or just keep it like that. It felt nice, I mean . . .

He dropped my hand, and I found myself almost disappointed.

"Sorry." He muttered, and started to walk away.

"Nothing to be sorry about." I muttered, but Iggy didn't hear me.


Maybe Iggy DID hear her . . . hmmmm