I unlocked the house and everyone made themselves comfortable in the living room as I went into the kitchen and got everyone a soda. They took it gratefully and chugged it down. I guess walking around the mall all day made everyone thirsty.

The pain in my back started again and I looked up at Demi, who was also grimacing in pain. "Hey guys! Can I talk to you in my room?" I addressed this to my band while shooting an apologetic look towards bvb. They smiled and walked upstairs behind me. "What's up?" asked Phoenix as shut my room door. "My wings are bothering me. I need to stretch. Are yours not bothering you?" he nodded and everyone went to a corner to stretch there wings. I sighed as I took in the breath taking colors and designs on every wing.

My wings were black. They all were since we…um...fell…. I remember when I had bright white wings. They had intricate pink and gold pattern in the feather; I had the prettiest wings in school. But now they're black with a red and silver patter that swirls in the same intricate design as before, there's also red that outlines the border in a thick line and a very faint thin line of silver. I embraced it the first year and never want those preppy pink things again. My wings also had chains that I wove into them, it was painful. Like getting a piercing but it healed and I'm glad. I made them unique. I consider my wings precious; they are a part of me that I never want to loose. The black feathers showed rainbow colors in the light. Making my chains and red and silver design show even brighter.

I looked at Death's wings and observed them. The black also showed the rainbow colors in the light. He had a gold design that makes it look lie electricity taking up his wings. Its epic. He also has thin, black strips, but you can only see it when it goes through the gold pattern. Making it look like separate lightning bolts.

I took in Phoenix's wings and reveled in the way his gold and gray designs are only on the outside the border in a thick line of gold with a thinner gray line on the inside. It looks amazing I often find myself touching the border of his wings when we are all just chilling. The texture of our wings can beat even the softest of materials. Even silk cannot compare to the smoothness and softness of our wings.

Next I took in Demi's wings. They never fail to impress me. The hot pink surrounds the border and shoots out in certain places making the design appear jagged and dangerous. The silver outlines it all and she wove in chains along the top edges so they hang along the sides.

Then I looked over at Skye's wings. The gold in it swirls around in an intricate patters framed by a shiny emerald green. Its breath taking. She pierced her wings as well. There are silver studs all along the side border. Piercing our wings hurt so bad. They are more sensitive than the cartilages of your ears.

Last but not least are Nyx's wings. I think they are the prettiest but everyone insists mines are. Whatever. Her wings never fail to amaze me. There black, but that just brings out the bright purple and shocking electric blue that is on it. The frame it bordered by a thick line of electric blue and a thinner line of purple, like mine. In it the blue creates a design of electricity that goes across the wing while the purple spirals around it, making it seem less dangerous. I caught her eye and she smiled at me. I laughed and ruffled my wings a bit making a soft breeze in the room. Everyone smiled. For some reason we were all pretty tense while stretching or wings.