Hey guys, I'm not doing too well, my grandpas in the hospital :/ hope your family is doing better than mine right now. I love all you guys, so read this chapter and tell me if you like it.

MAX POV

I walked into my house, closing the door behind me. The day was exhausting and I just wanted to lie down in my room, which is upstairs, which I hadn't explored yet. Groaning I walked up the stars the endless amount of shopping bags on my arms.

Upstairs there was a hallway with 5 doors the first was the guest bedroom which had a white bed and a desk, dresser, closet, and nightstand. The second door led to a bathroom, one sink a toilet and a shower it came with herbal essence shampoo and conditioner, razors, body wash, soap, towels and anything else you would need.

The next room was my room which was amazing. It had purple walls and two doors that led to a walk in closet and bathroom. My bed was in the middle of the room, complete with a black bedspread with purple swirls. I had a desk with a MacBook on it and a bookcase, empty, so that would have to be fixed.

There was a bean bag in the corner and a desk lamp, on the desk, the room was complete, and perfect. I threw the shopping bags on the floor and put the purse on the chair for the desk. I jumped onto the bed and fell, groaning.

I swear; the bed was magic, it felt amazing! It was fluffy and big and amazing! I got up, curious as to what the last door would be, as it turned out it was a recording studio, complete with guitars and drums, a microphone, piano, flute, violin, and a lot of other instruments.

I shook my head in amazement, this was awesome; I couldn't wait for training tomorrow. With that thought I went downstairs and opened the fridge; to find it fully stocked. I shook my head, a grin on my face and made myself a sandwich, after I ate I went back to my room and put all my clothes away. I put the shopping bags on the kitchen table downstairs, I would have to ask and find out where to put my garbage later, right now I was tired.

I climbed into bed and without a second thought I drifted off to sleep.

Why I'm just a skip in time, don't mind me, please, carry on

Everything was so soft, I could die like this and I would be OK, I nestled myself deeper into my blankets and sheets. Since when did my mom get new sheets? Wait-mom?

My eyes snapped open as I realized where I was, oh right, I'm dead. I scowled a bit, I know, heavens wonderful and all it's just that, It would be nice to see my mom and friends again. I sighed and walked into my closet grabbing a pair of jeans and shirt, as I pulled my shirt over my head I felt my wings.

I forgot they were even there! I took off my shirt, stretching my wings out a bit and looking at the colors, it was a nice brown, like chocolate. Mmmm, I LOVE chocolate! I smiled and grabbed my pocket knife, which I had bought yesterday and put on my nightstand, and made slits in the back of my shirt to put my wings through. I put my pocket knife in a backpack thing I got yesterday; it had a British flag on it! I also grabbed my IPhone, which I got yesterday too; I needed something to occupy my mind with, so apps it was!

I put the remaining money into the bag and walked downstairs with it on toe, walking through the house till I came to the kitchen. I grabbed a quick bowl of cereal and then walked outside, trying to remember what I did yesterday to get to the palace.

I closed my eyes and concentrated, well after 5 minutes of just standing there I got….a little? Yea, a little bit frustrated, I was standing in my yard, my eyes closed for 5 minutes probably looking like an idiot. Great, and please, note the sarcasm.

Just when I was about to lose all hope and stomp back into my house like a little kid the annoying parrot thing came out of flipping nowhere, again.

"Max!" I squawked at me, it tilted its head "Max!" It seemed to be waiting for an answer, so, as annoying as it was, it helped me last time, and it could probably help me this time too.

"Yes? Is there something you could help me with?" I asked the bird, feeling like an idiot for talking to a hawk. "Concentrate on the palace, remember? Remember? Don't be mad, be glad!" I couldn't help but remember the get glad commercial I watched on TV at my house when I was alive; smiling faintly at the memory I concentrated on the palace, breathing deeply and carefully.

Suddenly I felt the little pop like before and found myself before the palace gates like before, I smiled in triumph, giving myself a mental high five I opened the doors entering the palace, with the hawk by my side.

"Mind guiding me again?" I asked the hawk, it seemed like it knew where everything already was. It flew off in front of me and I scrambled to catch up to it, jogging slightly until we reached the doors that led into the throne room, as I like to call it.

I nodded my head, and opened up the doors to walk into the room, I walked in slowly, watching my feet and making sure I didn't fall and trip myself. When I had walked to the center of the room I looked up to see a bunch of smiling people looking at me.

I gave a small, uncertain smile back and Mary looked at me with a twinkle in her eye "can I see your wings?" she asked me. I nodded my head and without a thought I snapped my wings open, like I've been doing it since birth, they felt natural on me, like I was somehow made for them.

Mary squealed, like literally, I guess you could say I was kinda shocked, I mean, the mother of us all basically just squealed like a school-girl. "Oh, please, can I train her myself? Oh, she seems so lovely!" I mentally snorted at the thought, me; lovely?

Jesus looked at Mary with kind eyes "Of course, just be careful" Mary nodded her head excitedly "Of course! Oh, let's get started right away!" She sat up and walked towards me, shrinking a lot with each step she took until she was my height in front of me.

She grabbed my arm lightly, pulling my away with her while talking under her breath about what I should do first. Let's just say "exploding rock climbing wall" did not sound fun.