Max's P.O.V.
The next day, or at least I thought it was the next day, I woke up to find two pairs of scared eyes staring down at me. My parents. Of course.
"Max! What happened?!" my mom shouted in my ear. Ow.
"Nothing mom. Everything's fine," I reassured her. My dad was holding a pack of ice in his hands.
"Do you need this?" he asked.
"Wait, how do you know my head hurts like crap?" I asked. My mom stared at me for talking to my dad by using that word. Yep, a mom all the way.
"You have a blood clot at the back of your head." He said calmly.
"Max, what happened?" my mom asked in a deadly tone.
"Okay, see…after school, I was going to call you, but I thought I'd just walk home, because I didn't want to bother you. You know mom, you do all this work for us to support our family. I didn't want to call dad either. He is always tired, and I didn't want to be the cause of it…" that's it, Max. Keep it up, I told myself.
"Then, I fell ballistically to the slipping ground, apparently having to have a head injury after that unfortunate event." I ended dramatically sitting up and rubbing my hands together as if in a buffet.
"Max, you should have called us." My mom said rubbing my back. I nodded, I felt like I had an imaginary halo floating above my head. I thought I would barf at my own cliché.
"Anyways, it's late. Go to your room and have a nice deep sleep, I'll wake you up in the morning," my mom said. I looked down at my watch and saw that it was already 11:00p.m. For once, I didn't argue about going to school.
There was someone I needed to talk to.
I know…it's weird to suspect that a guy you just met that day saved your life by punching a brick wall, but it was the best I had. Nick was strong, that was true. I remembered the sturdy body I had bumped into that day. More like today.
"Good night, Dad. Good night, Mom." I said, and retreated back to my room. I sighed and I easily fell asleep again even though I had already slept today.
(Next day)
Fang's P.O.V.
I tried my best. I really did. My hand was wrapped tightly around with black bandages. Nudge took forever coloring that whole thing black with markers. But every where I went, I still felt like I was exposing myself. Like every one knew my secret.
I tried to avoid Max as much as possible, although I was dying to talk to her. To see if she was okay from yesterday. I kept my hands in my pocket the whole time, although it hurt for it to be squished in my pocket.
I sat there glumly thinking of the worst fight I had ever had with my flock. Me thinking of Max when there was an opportunity for Iggy to be cured. Call it a crime, but you can't blame me for thinking that someone was going to inject another DNA into us. I mean, look at my wings.
No one in my flock would understand. The first thing they would think of was Iggy being able to see. No one understood the fact that it might be all a trap.
I sighed and opened my book to the page directed. The whole period seemed to last forever, when finally, the bell rang. I was quickly out of my seat, eager to escape this tight-jacket like room.
But this girl…I forgot her name, what was it?
"Hey Nick," she said smiling flirtatiously. I smiled back, more like winced.
"Hey," I said back politely.
"So, you going to the beach party next week?" she asked casually trying to hide any hints of next movements. I could feel the presence of her friends standing back listening to every breath being let out.
"Um…I'm already going with someone else," I was sure she was going to say yes.
"Really?" Oh yes, her name was Katie or something like that. She looked sad, disappointed. Too bad so sad. "Oh…well, I guess I'll see you…there. Are you sure?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah. She already said yes," I lied. But I was sure. 99.9 sure. Really.
"Okay. Then, bye!" she said and waved a half hearted wave and left towards the group of giggling girls. I rolled my eyes when they didn't see me and went to second period being more than cautious putting my hand in my pocket.
When I entered the room, I had a mixture of feelings running through me. I felt eager and more than welcome to hear what Max has to say, but then again, I was confuzzled in what to do about my flock.
"Hi Max," I said when she looked up from her notebook. Did I see her wince?
"Hey Nick," she replied smiling. But there was something in her eyes. Was it suspicion? "So, what did you do after school yesterday?" she asked casually, but I could basically read her mind. I played along.
"Nothing. Just stayed home with my family. You?" I fired back.
She shrugged just as a 'normal' person would. "My parents were home late, so I just watched T.V. the whole time," she said. Ooh, she was good at this.
"Cool."
"Yeah."
Awkward moment. We shifted uncomfortably in our seats and waited for class to begin. But the teacher was running a little late, and there was more awkward silence.
But then she did something on…purpose or accident, I couldn't tell.
She turned around oh-so suddenly in her seat, and before I could say anything, she dropped her stuff.
I prevented it from happening of course. Just as it was about to fall on the ground, and her mouth fell into a perfect O shape, I caught her things…with my bandaged hand.
I tried to conceal my move by smoothly putting my bandaged hand back into my pocket, and handing her stuff back to her, but she stopped it from happening.
When I was giving it to her, she rapidly grabbed my bandaged hand and held it tight in her grasp. I winced.
"What's this?" she asked. I thrashed her hands away and put it back into my jacket pocket. "Nick, what happened?" she asked innocently, a little too innocently.
"Nothing," I said quickly. But it was obvious she had already seen it. I thought about nothing else. I have just exposed our existence. My own flock's existence. Oh well, I'll just pretend I don't know anything.
The rest of the class period, Max stole some glances behind her, but I kept an impassive face, unusually attentive about what the teacher was saying.
When the period ended, I could hear her calling my name, but I went away as fast as I could. She found it.
I didn't care. I could hear the office people calling my name, but I ran, I ran in the hallway. And I ran outside the school building, hoping to run away from all this, to go into a dark alley, and do what I was meant to do: fly away from here.
Just as I was running, all sound was blocked, except for one clear sound that was behind me. Oh so close.
"Nick! Wait!" It was Max.
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