A/N: Hey-ya
Sorry for not updating sooner.
My excuse? My brothers took the computer away. Arg.
But I became a sneeky spy leaving no evidence and snatched it back. I waited until he fell asleep
Right now I think most of you like the story...
After you finish reading the chapter, I won't be so sure.
Tiny Fax, I give you my sincerest appology.
Disclaimer: Jp does.
Behind the midnight eyes
Chapter 7: Que the dramatic music
Max POV
Hmm, I inhaled deeply, the aroma of salt water invaded my nose. I barely opened my eyes as sunlight immediately greeted me, so I closed them. While yawning, I stretched out my arms and wings, I got tangled up in the blanket. Ow. There's a way to wake up.
Fang walked over where I was and stifled a chuckle in clear enjoyment of me entangled with myself.
"Morning, why don't you let the sun see your face?" He asked, in amusement to my struggle.
"The sun and I don't get along that well, neither does this blanket,"
"Actually, I think the blanket is really attached to you,"
"Haha, Help me before I make the blanket get attached to you,"
"Can't argue on that, Okay, Captain," He seems cheerful, wonder why. He bent down and started to untangle me as my eyes focused on seeing.
Blurry, blurry, there. I can see, I can see that there's no flock. Tension started to boil inside of me, and I instantly went to hyper alert. What happened to them? Did the flyboys come? They ran away from me, I know it. Wait Max, calm down, Fang's here.
"Where's everybody?" I said while striving to aim for causal, instead of blabbering fool.
"Chill-lax, they're ok. They went flying, giving Ig landmarks and exploring the island. They're not that far," Chill-lax, that's a funny word. Wonder if he made it up. He offered his hand out.
"And you stayed, why?" I asked as I grabbed his hand, pulling myself up from the mess, folding my wings in.
"Someone had to make sure you didn't go insane once you were up," I ignored his comment on my insanity and dropped my flock-alert down a notch.
"How long were they.." I started to say, but then got interrupted.
"They've been gone for about an 10 minutes and won't be back for another hour,"
"Whatcha been doing?"
"Laptop, researching Hawaii,"
"And what did you find out?,"
"There's a lot of vacation homes in the island next to us, I think we should visit. And if we want to fit in with the Hawaiians we should get new clothes to blend in. They also speak a different language, but they know English so that won't be much of a problem, and if anything were to happen we have a six year old mind controller. And it didn't say on the laptop but I think they have a habit of taking baths, to keep themselves clean,"
Well, that was a mouthful, espically for Fang. Maybe he's Nudge, lemme think about Fang is really Nudge possiblity.
Fang continued talking about how different Hawaiians are from us. They'd probably gives us curious stares, and examine us as if we were side shows. Wonder how many times I've felt like that. In a way I miss New York, we kinda blended in.
"It makes you miss New York, huh?" He asked me.
"You mean how we'd blend in with the crowd?"
" uh-huh, home for all misfits," There he's back to a couple words in a sentence, he's Fang.
"yeah, though, I didn't like the crowds. Do you remember when we went to the concert?"
"Man, that was a lot of people." He said recollecting the memories of New York.
That started a long chain of memories in New York.
"Hey, do you remember when we were in the tunnel and the Mac kid came?" Fang asked.
"How can I, it was during one of my famous brain attacks, plus, it's always refreshing to see someone with more problems then us." I replied. Fang nodded in agreement.
"And as I recall, my brain attack hurt really bad, but something made me get up and struggled to look at him, I forgot what it was though. Do you remember?" I questioned.
"Um,"He thought for a while, then I swear I saw light shades of pink slowly reaching his cheeks. A blush?! Fang? Never!
"Yea, it was right after Mac kid asked me to get my girlfriend to a hospital, referring to you," He said while straining over one word.
"Oh, yeah," I instantly felt my cheeks heat up. Then a cotton ball started forming in my throat. Okay, Let's get off the subject. I grabbed my backpack, that was a couple of feet away from me, then ruffled around for my credit card. Check. I started to mentally plan the time it takes to go and come back, we had about 30 minutes of exploring before the flock come back.
"Let's go,"
"Why do I have to go?" he asked, complaining.
"Because, it's bad enough when people stare at you, but it's even worse when you're alone," I muttered to Fang.
"What about the flock?" he asked trying to weasel himself out of going.
"They'll be fine. No more erasers, remember? We'll be back before they come back." I said. He still didn't look enthusiastic about going.
"And besides, do you want me to pick your clothes? Because I hear Orange and yellow are the new black, It'll look so great on you," I continued. Then I almost bursted out laughing by a mental picture of Fang wearing a orange and yellow Hawaiian shirt. With the Hawaiian flowers and everything.
"If I wear orange and yellow, you'll wear pink," He muttered softly.
"Huh, come again,"
"Nothing, Let's go,"
Strange, my GPS was working perfectly and I knew exactly where we were going. I ran out towards the shore, then popped my wings out and leaped in the sky. I stroked hard, trying to get airborne. Then, I heard another pair of wings whoosh open, following behind me. We were off, flying over the Hawaiian islands.
After about 5 minutes, I saw the island Fang was referring to. We landed in dark shadows of palm trees, while folding our wings. We were more inland now and there was grass instead of sand. I took a glance around, people walked around with smiles and most of them did wear bright colors. Where should we start?
"Look," Fang pointed to a building.
'Sunrise Mall', it read in yellow big letters, underneath it was smiling sun with dark shades on. Jeez, did everything in Hawaii have to do with sun and smiles. I shrugged.
"Worth a try," what harm can it do?
Just walking across the street almost caused a car crash, the driver of a old torn up car got distracted from us and almost forgot to brake. He got so close from colliding with a expensive looking truck, that would of been a scene, wonder how anyone would be able to smile then.
Finally, after receiving multiple stares, we reached the main entrance. I reached out to pull the handle on the door, but someone beat me to it. No, not Fang. He was behind me waiting for me to open the door, such a gentleman. I was about to push my through the doors, but then I took detail of the someone.
He was a boy with chestnut curly hair and hazel colored eyes. We were almost the same height. Come to think of it he kinda looked like...
Sam.
"Max!"
Oh boy. Que the dramatic music.
Duh, Duh, Duuuuh.
Sorry for the clifhanger. Yeah! My first clifhanger, I'll remember it always. Sorry Random thought.
I'll post soon.. Me promise. Don't try to kill me.
P.S. Who do you think would win in a fight Max or Fang ? A fight, like sparring. Please Tell me. All you have to write is either "Max" or "Fang" and I will instantly know what you are talking about...
Okay maybe I'll have to think.
