Chapter 4

You know that book where the guy is on Death Row and that nun is all forgiving to him even though no one else is because he killed two kids. Well- I'll admit I've never read the book but I happened to come across the movie one late night when I couldn't sleep-the actor Sean Penn was in it.

Well, anyway, my point was, that I was that Death Row dude although I never killed anyone and I definitely had no one to sympathize with…not that anyone knew what happened between Max and me.

Let me tell you though, it was like waiting to enter hell each morning. I woke up to make sure I didn't hear Fang's angry pissed off breathing before he smothered me with my own pillow. I wish I had boots to quake in. Fang is the last person you want to piss off besides Max. If he found out that I had kissed Max…oh…dear…I was screwed.

At the moment, I was pacing my room back and forth calling myself an idiot. But do I regret kissing Max? Wait…think about it…nope. The fact that she didn't kiss me back made me wonder what it would've been like if she had.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid," I muttered. I was trying to think of lies that Max might fall for but she's never easy to fool. She could practically sniff a bomb about to happen before Gazzy and I even start on it.

"Iggy," a soft voice reached out to me. I lifted my head to the door. I didn't even hear her come in but Angel is as sneaky little agent of the anti-Christ- if I'm to be extreme with my metaphor. "Hey! I'm not a secret agent of the anti-Christ!"

"I never said 'secret' and get out of my head Angel. I have enough room for me, myself, and Jessica- my hot imaginary friend." Angel, even though I couldn't see, had obviously narrowed her eyes because I could feel the heat of her minion personality staring to burn my soul. I crossed my arms, "So what do you want? Besides a pony and to rule the world."

Angel exhaled loudly, "You are in a really bad mood all the time Iggy and you are horrible at hiding your thoughts. Plus, you are the dumbest person I know for even trying to kiss Max. Her and Fang are like Mickey and Minnie Mouse." Uh-oh, here comes the child cartoon analogies. Save me, please save me. Angel coughed and I began to listen to her again. "You and Max are like the fat cartoon guy named Peter and…that chick with blue hair on that show of yellow people."

"Marge from the Simpsons?" I suggested. Leave it to a six-year-old to make a comparison between them.

"Yeah," Angel continued.

"But Marge and Peter could end up together Angel, there's no proof to suggest otherwise," I remarked. "Besides they're cartoons, they can change over time. It's not like feelings are permanent." I laid down on my bed and "stared" up at the ceiling.

"This is Max and Fang, Iggy. Their feelings have been like this since we even left the School. You don't mess with it-never-ever. Unless, you are asking to get hurt." Maybe I liked pain and maybe I was asking for it. "No, you don't. You just want to cause drama because you're jealous of them. You're such a baby."

"You-are calling me- a baby? You- a six year old girl? I have no idea what you could be talking about."

"I know you saw her," Angel replied. "You thought she was real pretty and you'd never even thought of Max in that way before. I read minds so I know. I bet you don't even really love her. You just love seeing her."

For dramatic effect, I looked about the room, "All right since when did I agree to be on Dr. Phil? Or Angel, are you wearing a mike and Max is listening? Hello? What kind of parallel universe am I in?" Angel smacked my arm. "Ow, you're starting to turn into Max you know that?"

Then I was being dragged and I was in the living room. I heard Angel speaking, "Hi Max!" In my mind she was adding, Don't do what I say and I'll tell Max you let Jeb insert you with an experimental serum. She was a damn good blackmailer- I had to give her that.

Silence again as Max acknowledged my presence. Maybe she was waiting for me to breakdown and apologize. Maybe she thought I would try to kiss her again even with Angel in the room. Iggy, look through my eyes. Out of habit from fighting with Max, I almost talked back but Angel had the upper hand. So, I focused on pulling myself into Angel's mind.

Again, I saw Max and she was so beautiful. She had her arms on her curvy hips staring straight at me with a death glare that would kill me faster than being trapped inside a active volcano. There she was, dressed in a fitting tank top (black in my colorless view) to allow her wings to be shown off. I wished to see her fly and use her strong shoulder muscles to push herself forward.

"Igs, you okay?" Max was asking. I couldn't respond though. I was completely tongue-tied from her beauty.

Oh no, I thought, if you saw her through my point of view, you'd see her as a mom-like figure but…it's not working. Wait…I have a better idea. Go back to your body and stay here in the living room. Again, I had no choice but to do as I was told. "Fine Max," I replied. I heard Angel's footsteps as she left the room.

"You aren't going to do anything weird right?" Max asked.

"You aren't going to tell Fang about the kiss right?" I replied.

"What?" Oh crap, worst thing about being blind? Sometimes, you can't see people enter the room, even with our good hearing because you're too busy focusing on other sounds such as Max talking. But, Fang's voice was distinct and clear. "Max?" Crapola.

"Gazzy, just stand in the room," suddenly Angel's voice was in the room as well. "Fang I hear your thoughts, first of all, relax. I will make everything okay." There was silence filled with questions. How would she make it better? Could she travel back and time and prevent me from getting the serum from Jeb? Or could she stop the kiss between Max and I that had definitely not been two sided. "Iggy, try it on Gazzy."

"Woah!" Gazzy yelled. "Try what?" I was too busy to hear Angel explain anything. I don't know how much detail was given but I was looking through Gazzy's eyes now. The world was much bigger here and much more interesting. If I had eyes, I suppose I would be looking at things like this…trying to find stuff to blow up.

"Gazzy, look at Max please." Gazzy's head turned and I was staring at her. She was talking to Fang with that dumb eye thing they do. You know, they don't talk but still have a novel-length conversation. It's weird that they can do that. Then, Max kissed a very angry Fang. Ewww….that is disgusting. Can't they get a room? Or better yet- just not kiss at all. It's gross, people shouldn't do that kind of thing. Doesn't kissing lead up to babies anyways?

"Iggy, go back now, everything has now become clear as a window with Windex," Angel said with a cute reply. Oh geez, someone would have to tell that girl to stop trying to use metaphors. They just weren't working. I returned back to my sightless shell of a body. The thoughts processed through my mind. I wasn't jealous of Max and Fang kissing…just grossed out a bit, just as if I was an eight year old boy.

"Angel, Iggy, what's going on?" Max demanded. I felt the usual cringe at the sound of her voice as the reality of what was happening clicked though my already going to explode brain.

"Iggy got a serum injected into him that lets him look through our eyes," Angel began.

"What?! Iggy, how could you do that?" Max began. I heard Fang whisper something to her but couldn't make out the words he had said.

"Way to break it to them easily Angel," I retorted.

"Sorry Igs. Anyways, Iggy definitely looked through Fang's eyes and he sort of confused Fang's feelings for his own. Because it was his first time looking through someone's eyes, it came on strong and lasted awhile." I felt like Angel was a detective.

"But I looked through Jeb's eyes first," I corrected her, "And nothing, nada."

"First, nothing happened because Jeb doesn't have bird DNA and you're mind set is that of an avian-human. Different wave-lengths. I'm use to it when reading the minds of animals over you guys," she replied. Oh, well, why didn't I think of that?

"What about when I looked through your eyes?" I asked, "I didn't feel anything at all like you would."

"Again, I am a girl and you are a boy. Different mindsets, which is why when you looked through Fang's or Gazzy's eyes you also connected to their emotions because you are like them in way."

"Woah, that's just weird." Max muttered. I nodded in agreement. I felt like I had just stepped into Twilight Zone. "And Igs, just cause Angel went off about this whole strange story, it doesn't make me any less mad at you. I'd rather not have you going behind my back and getting strange serums from my father. He's not necessarily a good person to trust."

"Max, you just don't get it," I retorted. "You don't know what isn't sight. You know all about seeing and I've got very little knowledge left on it. The chance to see, if through someone else's eyes, is worth more to me than accidently kissing you off feelings that weren't really mine but Fang's."

"I'm still mad about that too," Max muttered. I could almost hear Fang tighten his grip on Max's waist as he got defensive.

"Maybe if you told Fang to calm his hormones. His feelings after all- not mine," I retorted. Angel giggled next to me. "How about I promise never to use the power on the guys."

"Or anytime inappropriate like…say I'm getting changed," Max retorted. I smirked.

"Fine, deal, and Fang man, she's all yours." Just then footsteps introduced another person in the room. I felt I might as well know before even hearing. I chose Angel's mind just to be safe.

"All right, what's going on? I take a shower and I come out to hear you all in hushed whispers. Seriously you guys, you are creeping me out." She had wet hair pulled back into an unruly pony tail. Her tank top showed off her chest and curves in a nice way. Her short-shorts were also accenting the muscles of her legs. She had a toothbrush in her hand which was hilarious in my mind. She was really…really cute. Oh geez, was this Nudge? Why couldn't I not get my eyes off of her? I'd always liked Nudge, her talking had evened out my ability to only listen. Seeing her now, I wanted more than just to hear her talk.

Ewww, get out of my head Iggy!

I returned to reality.

I was falling for Nudge.

And this time, it was 100% me.

Helloooooo,

Sorry for the long update. Maine is not a good place to go when you want internet service in the moutains. Anyways, I'd like to support Myrah's Maximum Ride fanfiction awards 2. I believe it's good for everyone to go out there and support their favorite authors and stories. I'm writing mine up as soon as I'm done with this. So support MR fanfiction and nominate a story.

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