Max P.O.V.
A/N Maybe this is going to end soon…
Chapter 6
Conversation with Fangs:
The Mutant: How long have you had your account? (I know this question is stupid, just asking.)
Fangs: Er, about half a year. You mean you've never really enjoyed the advantages of the internet before?
The Mutant: Um, yes? I'm not the computer geek, my ex-best friend is. He's always blogging. It gets kind of irritating after a while.
Fangs: Hey! What's wrong with blogging? I blog too.
The Mutant: I don't know. It gets on my nerves when he cares more about his blog than me.
The Mutant: Hang on a moment, what's your blog address?
Fangs: I'll rather not tell.
The Mutant: Fine. Have it your way then.
The Mutant: Jerk.
Fangs: (Grins)
The Mutant: Freak.
Fangs: Nice comment. Freak utterly describes me.
The Mutant: Oh yeah? I'll bet I'm more of a freak than you!
Fang: Wanna bet?
The Mutant: Sure. I'm going to win this.
Fangs: Very sure?
The Mutant: Positive.
Fangs: What if I say I'm genetically modified?
The Mutant: Oh really? I'll bet you aren't one of the winged kids from Fang's blog, whatever DNA combination you are, or if you have enhanced brainpower or something.
Fangs: ……………
Fangs: What's up with the winged kids?
The Mutant: Oh, so you mean you're an eraser? That's really hard to imagine, seeing that erasers don't have proper education like the Flock.
Fangs: Nope, I'm not an eraser. Just a big fan of Fang himself.
The Mutant: So, are you a gay? Because so far all fans of Fang has been girls.
Fangs: What the heck! I'm not gay!
The Mutant: (Snigger)
The Mutant: Yes you are!
Fangs: No I'm NOT! Get it through your thick skull, lady.
The Mutant: Now you're beginning to sound like my best friend. Well. Ex.
The Mutant: Uh, hang on a moment.
Wait. I think I know who Fangs is.
Clue #1: Funny name, I must say, and ironic too, when you apply it to my life. So he's a mutant too, if you apply it literally.
Clue #2: That whole 'my best friend is a girl' thing.
Clue #3: She's like you, tomboyish all over that I'm surprised she even managed to snag a date before we…er…migrated again. Tomboyish, snagging a date…it sounds familiar.
Clue #4: Well, mine's dark, but hers is more of brown and white. My wings!
Clue #5: It's just that she lives miles away from me. I did live miles away…
Clue #6: Well, I have a deep sense of respect for them. Probably talking about himself…
Clue #7: I'm so much of the silent kind that sometimes Is that a confirmation?
Clue #8: We were, let's just say, together because we spent our whole childhood in the same place, then we escaped. What can I say?
Clue #9: She's shifted house, like your best friend. Dots…
Clue #10: I'm surprised you mentioned making small circles between your shoulder blades. I did that once for my best friend, and it worked. I really miss that.
Fang.
The Mutant: Hi, I'm back, Fang.
Fangs: You missed out the 's'.
The Mutant: No, I didn't. You're Fang, aren't you?
Fangs: Um…
The Mutant: You have three identities. Fang: The one you use with the Flock.
The Mutant: Nick: The one your Flock picked out for you.
The Mutant: Craig: The name your real parents picked out for you.
Fangs: Uh, please don't tell me you're one of those stupid fan girls.
The Mutant: What do you think?
Fangs: You are?
The Mutant: NO! Idiot.
The Mutant: Meet me at the school's back gate at…
The Mutant: 15:30 (A/N: that's 3.30 p.m.), after school, tomorrow.
The Mutant: I'll be carrying a red bag, and you should be able to see me over the heads of the students. I'm pretty tall.
Fangs: Um, okay.
Boy, Fang sure is dense.
A/N Sorry it was shorter than the previous.Betcha already figured out who Fangs was at the start of the story. I mean, it's Fax!