IhaveacupcakeIhaveacupcakeIh aveacupcake! *Looks down* No cupcake. People are liars, when you wish for something hard enough it most certainly does not come true! Or I would have a cupcake right now. So anyway, on with the story!

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Ch. 10:

Fang POV

I was surrounded by laughter. Horrendous laughter. Coming from who? Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel, of course.

Yes, Max had her one condition alright. She said we could escape together, but we had to bring the Flock. Now I really feel like banging my head against a table. The Flock didn't believe a single word I said.

Which is exactly why they are laughing extremely hard right now. Yeah, not fun for me. Especially not when they keep cracking all these angel jokes.

"Let me guess." Iggy said between laughter. "You were Beyonce's inspiration for the song Halo, right?"

"Oh, Fang!" Gazzy cried. "I can see your halo, halo, halooo!"

"I'm not kidding." I crossed my arms. Naturally, this sent them into more fits of laughter.

"Guys!" Max yelled. "Just consider this is all true for two freaking seconds!" I looked to her and smiled. Honestly, I could care less who thought I was a joke, if Max believed me, I was on cloud 9.

"Okay…" Angel was the first to speak. "So, you're an angel." She pointed to me. "And the 'Angel of Death' is after Max, so you want us to go into hiding?"

I nodded. When she puts it that way it almost sounds bad…

"Well, where were you planning on orbing us?" Nudge asked, still not believing me.

"I don't know. Max said she had a place." I shrugged.

Max nodded meekly, "My mom's house in Arizona. According to Fang, on my 'file', I have no ties to my mother. Which, I basically don't."

"Well, then lets orb there now." Iggy hopped up.

"I need to know what it looks like." I explained. "Is there a picture or anything you could show me?"

Max went to another room of the apartment, and then came back. She handed me a photo of her and who I assumed was her mother. The walls in the background were lime green, a brown couch, and lamp on the left side of the couch.

"Has anything been changed since that picture was taken?" I asked. "I don't want to take us back in time…"

"Yeah." Max nodded. "The walls are off white… and the lamp is on the right side of the couch."

"Okay." I thought for a moment. "Everyone get in a circle, hold hands. Bring any bags you're going to need." I said finally. They obeyed, but I definitely heard the snickers. I couldn't help but smile at Nudge's gigantic suitcase, while everyone else had little travel bags and I had, well, nothing.

"Are you going to be able to orb this many people at once?" Max asked.

I shook my head, "I don't know. Everyone close your eyes, though."

They did as I asked and I shut my own eyes. I pictured off white walls, the couch, and the lamp on the right side of the couch. I didn't picture Max and her mother, though, because that would've taken us to the past for sure.

I slowly opened my eyes. We were in the room Max had described and I had envisioned. I smirked at everyone else, whose eyes were clamped shut.

"You can open your eyes." I announced.

They all looked around in astonishment, except for Max of course.

"This-this is crazy. We're probably on one of those prank shows, right? Where's the camera, Max?" Iggy said, panicked.

"Why would anyone want to prank you, Iggy?" Max asked, crossing his arms.

Briiiiinng!

"Oh, that's the phone." Max shrugged. "I'll get it."

She crossed into the adjacent room and picked up the ringing phone.

"No, she's not here right now. No, I would not like to buy a cheesecake. Um… yeah? Hey, can I ask you a question? What's the date? October 12? What year, though? 2012. Good, bye!" Max hung up.

"Telemarketer." She said, smiling. "But we are definitely in the present."

"Does this mean I don't have to go to school anymore?" Gazzy asked.

Max shrugged. "For now…"

"Awesome!" He yelled. "I love this, Fang!"

Max POV

I couldn't help but laugh at Fang's expression. After we established that Fang really was an angel, Iggy wouldn't stop with watching the angel movies and TV shows.

"We do not get drunk like that!" Fang yelled at the main angel on Supernatural.

I couldn't help but laugh. "It's a TV show, Fang. They don't know that angels really exist."

"Yeah, if they did. You'd be playing the main role. I mean, think about it! You've got looks. Plus, you're already an angel, meaning they don't have to pay to add special effects and graphics and all that. And-" Nudge stopped her rant as we heard the front door open.

"Ari?" My mother's voice called. "Is that you? You didn't tell me you had friends over."

"Ari, you wouldn't mind clean-" She stopped as she saw who occupied the living room. "Max. What are you doing here?"

"My friends and I need to hide- I mean, hang out here for a while." I corrected myself at the last second.

"Why?" My mom questioned.

I sighed. "It's a long story… but the point is that I really need to stay here for a while."

"We don't have room for this many people." She said slowly.

"Yes we do." I countered. "Iggy and Gazzy can use the bunk bed in me and Maya's old room. Nudge and Angel can share dad's old king bed. And me and Fang brought sleeping bags."

"No I didn't." Fang whispered to me.

"I did." I hissed back.

"You can stay here, Max. But any time you're ready to give me a real explanation, I'll listen." She looked to me pleadingly. I nodded and brought the sleeping bags out of my case.

"Here you go." I chucked a sleeping bag at Fang.

"Way to be gentle." He chuckled.

I turned to the Flock, "Everyone! Let's get some sleep."

I showed Nudge and Angel to my father's old room. They seemed happy and I left them to help Gazzy and Iggy.

When they entered my old room, they were floored.

"It's pink!" They yelled in unison.

"Maya's choice. Not mine." I shrugged.

Iggy frowned, "I am not sleeping in a pink room."

"That's cool." My lips quirked upward. "You two can have the sleeping bags and Fang and I will take the bunk."

"No!" They both yelled and crossed their arms.

"Okay then." I smirked. "Sweet dreams." I closed the door and walked back to the living room.

I smiled at the familiarity of this place. I never realized just how much I missed it, I guess. I did grow up here, though. It has sentimental value or something sappy like that.

I set up my sleeping bag next to Fang's and laid down in it.

I closed my eyes and pulled the cover over me. Soon, I heard footsteps and I knew Fang was lying down next to me.

I tried to get to sleep. I really did. But the wave of tiredness just wouldn't sweep over me.

"You're awake, aren't you?" Fang whispered.

"Yeah." I responded quietly. "Why are you up? Angels do sleep, right?"

He let out a small chuckle. "Of course we do. What do you think? We need sleep. We can't just rely on coffee and 5-hour energy to keep us awake forever."

I let a small blush cover my cheeks. Thank goodness I was under the covers.

"Max, will you tell me something?" He asked gently. Uh-oh. I don't like that tone of voice…

"Uh… sure." I answered.

"Who's Maya?" He asked.

"Oh." I answered bitterly. "She's my sister. We were best friends for the majority of our life. We did everything together. Then, after senior year, she just picked up and left. Said she was going to be famous and that she didn't need our family any more. She didn't really, though. She became famous." I laughed humorlessly.

"Well, I know that you are ten times more awesome than she'll ever be." Fang said childishly before draping an arm over my shoulder. I cracked a smile.

"Have you ever heard of Maya's Crew?" I asked slowly.

"That band?" He asked. "Yeah… ohhh. It's the same Maya isn't it?"

I nodded.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, their drummer is crap." Fang said honestly and I laughed.

He was right, though. Ratchet was always pretty pathetic on drums.

"Max." Fang whispered. "Get some sleep."

With his arm draped around, I snuggled closer to him and tried to get to sleep. To my surprise, I actually did.

Aww, little bit of Fax at the end there.

Well, I have to go. (P.S. I still don't have a cupcake…)

-cutiepie5514