I am now updating sooner than ever before! This is to make up for not updating earlier. But whatever. Here goes—
Disclaimer: iTunes is not mine, sadly. I would be rich if it was, but I'm not. Also, the songs I may or may not put in here are the property of their artists.
Chapter 7: Angel
Where is the Love? I'd never heard that song before. Not that I'd ever heard that many, but she'd said in her mind that that should be my theme song. I thought I had a right to know. I wondered if there was a way to get her to play it for me.
Spidey was doing something on the laptop, which she had discovered about thirty-seven minutes ago and was crazy about it. No one had even been able to talk to her because they were just ignored. But I could talk to her—in my mind. Which, if you're me, isn't nearly as crazy as it sounds.
So I walked over to her casually. Hi, I thought.
She jumped. I guess she wasn't used to people talking to her like that. Not that I could blame her. Hi, she thought back apprehensively.
"Whatcha doing?" I asked out loud, now that I had her.
"Nothing," she replied.
"Um, I was wondering, about that song—"
She groaned. "I keep forgetting that you can read minds, too. You want to hear it?"
I nodded eagerly.
"Okay."
She opened up an icon on the screen that looked like a music note and a CD.
"What's that?" I asked.
"iTunes."
It sounded like that was all the explanation I needed, so I stayed quiet. When it was open, she double clicked on Where is the Love? and it started playing.
People killin', people dyin',
Children hurtin', hear 'em cryin'
Will you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father, help us
Send some guidance from above
Cuz people got me, got me questioning
Where is the love?
My mouth dropped open. That was so me. I'd overheard her saying at the same time that she thought that I'd seen way too much in my life that any seven-year-old ever should. This thought was only reinforced as I listened to the rest.
The rest of the flock began to congregate around me and Spidey. As they stared at the screen—minus Iggy, of course—I could tell that they totally agreed.
Wow, totally Angel, thought Max.
Nice choice, thought Fang.
That could be for all of us, but especially Ange, thought Gazzy.
Oh my god! That's, like, the best song ever for Angel! That totally describes her! I can't believe how amazing this one is! Holy cow-- I don't think I need to say that that was Nudge.
Man, she really did well with this one. I wonder if she's as good with anyone else's, thought Iggy.
When the song finished, we were all staring at it with dumbfounded gazes.
"Wow."
(That was the general reaction.)
"Oh my god, you are so good at this," said Max. "What about the ones you said for me?"
"Wait, you had some for Max? What about me?"
"And me?"
"What about me? Was I hard or easy to figure out? I bet I was hard. It's not like I ever tell anyone how I feel all the time, I'm so mysterious, like Fang. Right? So wasn't it hard to figure mine out? Huh?"
"Yeah, Nudge, you go right on believing that."
"I consider that offensive, Gazzy."
"You so should! I mean, like, I'm so sure that no one even knows that you talk way too much, so, like, how can anyone figure out what you're like?"
He said that last part in Nudge's voice, and everyone—including Nudge—laughed hysterically.
Spidey laughed, too. "Guys! Guys! I have one for all of you guys. Just wait! I'll play them all!"
They all quieted down at that, eager to hear them.
Spidey was just about to click on one—one that I heard was Nudge's, to get her to shut up—when the strangest look came over her face. It started as confusion, then recognition, then utter panic.
"Everyone RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed.
Of course, we all had to turn around and see what was going on.
Erasers!
Sorry, I lied. The fight scene will be in the next chapter. But this one is longer, tho.
(That purple button is calling to you—"Click me, click me, click me!" Don't you hear it? You are going to comply—you will listen to it—you will review--)
Today I cleaned my locker! It's only the 18th day of school and a locker cleaning was already long overdue. Is that sad or what?
