A/N~ Hallo my lovely readers! So sorry for not updating sooner but I've been travelling and moving and other excuses which are actually legit ;)

Anyhoos, so it turned out that I didn't write anything in the 12 hour layover because my crappy lappy doesn't work without a charger and being in a Middle Eastern airport, it didn't have the same plugpoint as my charger! (Well, maybe it did somewhere but I was lazy…)

Buuuut I'll be updating way more frequently now because I'm on summer vacation (woohoo!) and I'm jobless and lonely.

Okay, enough ranting and let's get crack'a'lackin! (I know, I know. I'm a failure)

CHAPTER 7

The first morning rays of the sun turned the sky into a pale orange, pink color. The clouds were thin strips in symmetrical lines.

All in all, it was beautiful.

But there's no time to admire scenic beauty when you're running away from an unknown evil man/woman who wants to take over the world!

"All right, everyone up, up, up!" I shouted.

"One more minute… I haven't slept enough." Nudge sleepily murmured.

"Ummm hello? I am the one who stayed up all night deciding to take all of your guys' turns for watch!" I exclaimed.

Honestly, I wasn't in the least bit tired last night so I didn't mind staying up, but nobody needs to know that. I need it to sound like a sacrifice I made for the wellbeing of my flock.

"By the time I get back, I want all of you packed and ready to leave." I said while turning towards the forest to get breakfast.

By the time I got back, beaming with two quails in my hands, the flock was up and had restarted the fire.

"Great, you all are ready! Plus, I found a nice protein filled breakfast too." I exclaimed.

We roasted the meat and ate like civil, polite humans.

Hah. Yeah right.

Being a part avian does have its perks but when we lose our energy faster than usual, any meal at any time is a feast.

I glanced over at Fang, he was serene but I could literally feel the tension buzzing in the air from last night.

If only I wasn't such a chicken…

Who would've thought that I, the great Maximum Ride, the one meant to save the world, am afraid of love?

Seriously, I'm just so full of surprises, eh?

Anyways, we packed up and flew off without leaving any trace of 6 bird kids even sleeping there.

You know, I can say without a doubt that flying is the best feeling in the world, other than eating.

Nothing beats the feel of wind rushing through your hair, filling your bones with energy and chilling your body to the core.

It's exhilarating really. And no matter how many times you do it, it can never get boring.

We watched the sun move from our left to the right.

Just as it was setting, we found our safe haven without which I'd probably not have lived.

We made sure that there was nobody close by and swooped down and glided onto the ground. Well, I still fumbled a bit but guess who literally looked like an angel. Nope, not Angel (ha-ha) but Fang.

Show off.

I went up to the front door and knocked. It suddenly occurred to me that we probably look like a bunch of kids who were beat up, dragged around a dumpster and thrown into a sewer and rolled around in a sand pit.

Well, I probably exaggerated a teensy weensy little bit. But hey! You can't really clean up too well in a little pond.

The door opened to reveal Ella and Total.

"Max!You're back!" Ella rushed towards me and tackled me into a huge bear hug.

"Oh, ew. You're all dirty." She immediately released me and started brushing herself off.

"Gee thanks Ells, I never would've guessed…" I said back dryly.

She glared at me but quickly changed her expression and went to go say hi to the others.

"First things first people, showers!" I shouted excitedly.

"Shotgun!" Angel screamed.

"Angel, there's no shotgun calling for who gets to go in the shower first. Besides, there's 2 bathrooms anyway." Gazzy told her.

"Whatever, I bags the super cool one upstairs!" She ran up.

I flopped on the couch and decided to be the better man and wait for everyone else. Also, I was super hungry.

I sauntered up to the kitchen counter and started looking through the cupboards.

On one of the top shelves, there was a bag of chips just waiting to be eaten. I reached up but it was too high. I stood on my tiptoes but to no avail. My fingers were literally an inch away from the pack.

"Almost…just a little more…"

Suddenly, an olive toned arm came into my vision, reached up, and got the bag.

I looked to my right and gave Fang a glare.

Sadly, he wasn't looking at me but I could interpret that smirk from anywhere. I sat on the counter, waiting for him to put it in a bowl and pass it when he walked away.

Yeah, that's right.

He just left.

HE LEFT!

No one, I repeat, no one EVER leaves without me getting my way. Keep in mind that this was the one bag of chips in the house. I know, how does anyone live like that right?

"Fang, get back here right now." I snarled.

"Awww, little Maxy can't handle being a little hungry eh?" He said in a mocking tone.

That was it.

Hungry Max equals short tempered max.

Short tempered Max equals crazy Max.

Crazy Max equals Fang dying in a very sorrowful manner.

I leapt off the stool and ran towards him. He saw me coming and took off. We were literally running around the couch in circles until he found the door ajar and ran outside.

By now, it was twilight and I could just see his silhouette. I saw him shoot out his wings and take to the air.

My gaze followed his shadow up into the air which made him look so dang hot. I mean, you couldn't really see his face but his lean but muscular structure could make anyone swoon.

Hold up.

I'm mad at him.

"Fang! Come back here, I want my chips!" I shouted.

"Come and get it." He replied, without even looking back.

WITHOUT EVEN LOOKING AT ME!

Ohhhhhh, now I'm really mad. Seriously, you know those bulls in those Spanish fighting pits? Yeah, I'm the bull. And guess what? Fang's that little man in the suit who's gonna get his butt kicked which will earn me the beautiful red bag of chips!

I jumped into the air and flapped hard, fast, and strong.

A/N~ R&R? R&R.