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I must be going insane or something, I keep thinking I see Fang everywhere.
We just got to London.
Nudge and Dylan were practically joined to the hip.
Angel was sad her friend had some one else to play with.
Gaz and Ig were being their normal, weirdo selves.
I, well I think personally I'm being awesome. Of course.
But I can't get over the fact that every time I turn Fang is in the crowd.
Sometimes I see him walking against the waves of people. Other times I see him leaned against a wall with his abnormally long hair covering his face. Then I'll see him just standing there, in the middle of everything, just staring at me.
Every time I see him, I long for the days when there were no Erasers after us, no mad scientists, no Dylans. Just me, him, and our merry band of mutants, living in our Cliffside house.
And each time I long for that, I know I wont' get it, because that's just what my life is. A little thing of hopes and dreams, being chased by a large predator, hungry and ambitious.
"Max, snap out of it! We're at the café!" Angel snapped a finger in front of my face. I blinked and the image of Fang vanished.
"Hey guys!" I heard the familiar voice of Total.
Great. Now we have the sarcastic dog joining us.
As if I didn't have my hands full already.
"Total!" Angel picked him up and spun in circles.
"Arrgghh, put me down!" He wailed. Angel obeyed and grinned.
"Hey there dog, how was your honey moon?" I asked. I wished it was me who had been on a honey moon with Fang.
Hooooo boy, let's flush that thought down the toilet.
You didn't spot that Angel.
She snickered.
I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Oh the honey moon was okay, we ended up getting a tsunami wave." Total frowned. "Poor Akila, she was used to cold water but that was insane!"
Angel grinned, "Total, that's why dogs don't belong in wave pools." Everyone burst out laughing.
"Well come on, we need to find a hotel." I stretched and started ushering the flock in the direction of the hotel that some one recommended.
It was an older looking building on the outside, but inside it was like a modern fantasy.
Fancy modern chandeliers lit up the whole lobby, the marble floors were so clean, our dirty looking reflections could be seen, and fancy furniture filled the room. Iggy plopped himself on a couch and nearly sank into it. Angel, Total, and Akila all ran over to the huge fishtank that covered the entire length of a wall. Nudge and Dylan just sat on chairs and talked. Gazzy was enjoying himself, playing with the revolving door.
I walked up to the front desk. A teenage guy, about my age with short brown hair and a warm tan offered to help me.
"Hey cutes, what can I do for you." I rolled my eyes.
"I need two three bed rooms please."
"Sure thing, would you like an extra for you and me?" He smirked. Oh great. A flirt.
Don't worry, I know how to deal with this folks.
"Try to flirt with me and I call your boss. Then when your fired, I'll find you and beat you to a pulp." A little extreme I know, but it worked. He paled a bit then gave me two room keys. I thanked him sweetly then ushered the others upstairs.
We all took showers and fell asleep right away from our exhausting trip across the Atlantic.
The next morning we went to a nearby park and I let the kids run around, while I sat of a park bench and thought about life. I came up with this poem.
Life is like a banana split,
It has layers that each taste different.
But then that banana split turns into a large carnivore that eats you and your hope and dreams until there is nothing left but your clean, bland carcass. Then your bodiless soul just floats around lost in nothingness forever.
Hmm, I am not very good a poetry. And now I don't want a banana split.
"Hey Max! Hey Max!" Angel came up to me, she was holding the hand of a little girl. Déjà vu…
"What is it Angel?" I looked the girl up and down with wary eyes. She had long, wavy brown hair that tickled her shoulders and creamy brown eyes that reminded me of those pixie chocolate things.
"I met this fascinating girl, who has been through lots of trauma! She also has a ton of gifts!" Angel moved to reveal the girl who was shyly hiding behind her. "Max, meet Jane!"
:O so Jane is now brought further into the story, an is Fang really there? Or is it all in Max's head? :) I hope you guys enjoyed the last two chapters cus I worked hard to get them both up for you guys! Review and answer last chapters question:
How would you feel if Dylan and Iggy were gay and became an item?
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