ok, so i know i havent updated in like forever, but it's not like last time. something happened with our internet service and it was a while before it was fixed.but i did use the time wisely and typed up some of the future chapters. so, my apology for taking forever to post it up but here you go. enjoy
I was still deep in thought when I heard Nudge yell.
"Hey Max! There's a grocery store down there!" she called, pointing down to a group of buildings.
"Ok guys, land down there by the park, we'll walk from there," I commanded.
I tucked in my wings and started free falling. I'd say that the closest thing to what I was feeling right now would be sky diving, except you don't have the fear that the parachute won't come out. Let me tell you it is awesome, having the wind rush past you, the calmness of falling, the peacefulness I felt. I saw the ground looming closer. I immediately unfurled my wings, wincing slightly at the abruptness. I floated down to the ground, tucked in my wings, and pulled my hoodie over my head. I looked around and saw the rest of the flock floating towards the ground or in Gazzy's case, running off the momentum given by his landing.
As I walked towards the store with the flock at my side, Fang slipped in besides me.
"Max, I think we forgot something," he told me.
"What'd we forget?" I asked, mentally reviewing the list of supplies.
"A lamp," he stated.
"Why?" why would we need a lamp?
"Because, wouldn't people think it a little suspicious for three teenagers and three little kids to be camping with out a lantern? They'll think we're up to something probably illegal or extremely bad. They'd probably ask to see our parents, thinking we might be outside in the woods without our parents knowing, 'cause you know, three teenagers doing something in the dark is always bad," I silently cursed adults for being so nosy.
"Yeah I guess you're right, especially with your black ensemble they'll think we're burying someone," I said, he grinned at me making me feel slightly dizzy. "How 'bout I go and you stay with the rest of the flock." I said. I didn't want him to come since he'd be teasing me all the way about the guy giving me his number.
"Why don't you want me to come?" he asked, suspicious.
"Because, Iggy might need help carrying the stuff," I quickly lied.
"Are you calling me weak?" I heard Iggy call.
"No, I'm just saying you will probably get to much food for you guys to carry," I explained.
"That's not it," Fang said, "you just want to go alone so you can flirt with the sales guy, isn't it?"
What the hell, I would never do that. And that's exactly what I said, "I would never do that."
"Yeah, you will," he said.
"No, I wont," I raised en eyebrow at him, daring him to say something else.
"Then you're probably going to do something you don't want us to knew about," he said, immune to my raised eyebrow.
"No, I won't," I repeated.
"Fine then let me come along," Fang said.
"Fine," wait, pause it, rewind it, and freeze, had I just said that.
"Ig we're going to buy something that we forgot," Fang said.
"Sure you are," Iggy muttered. I was already in the air, so I didn't bother hurting him, or making a smart retort.
Fang wasn't, "We aren't going to do anything else. We're going to buy what we forgot and you get your skinny what ass (A/N: no offence) in that store and buy food," Fang commanded.
"Yes sir," then Iggy saluted before walking into the store where the youngest flock members were already searching their pockets for loose change to go into the toy machines.
I waited for Fang to be besides me before starting to fly. The way there was silent. Not an awkward silence but an I'm-thinking-about-something-important-don't-interrupt-me silence.
What was I thinking about? Why Fang wanted to came along. He hadn't mocked me ever since we had left, so that ruled out my first guess. Why hadn't he offered for me to stay and that he'd go? Maybe he'd- Ok, I don't know what to say about that one. Then I was thinking something else. What if instead of really going to the store he went somewhere else. What if tried to have the feeling talk, what if he ditched the feeling talk and kissed me. I felt my hands start sweating. I wasn't sure I was ready for another kiss. What if he didn't try to kiss me? Would that mean he didn't like me? That he'd prefer the Red-Hair-Wonder? My stomach started to churn roughly. If I ever saw her nothing would stop me from wringing her little-
Ouch.
I looked over at Fang who had whacked me on the head with his wing, "what was that for?" I asked, annoyed.
"I was talking to you and you wouldn't listen," he said matter-of-factly.
"What did you want?" I snapped.
"Nothing" he said.
"Then why'd you hit me!" I shrieked, outraged.
"Just that- oh, look the store is down there," he said, changing the subject.
"Don't change the subject on me," I snapped.
"I'm not changing the subject I'm just saying the store's down there, come on, let's land," he said, angling his wings downward.
I sighed in frustration. I wouldn't be able to get anything out of him. He was doing all this to annoy me, and boy did he know how to. Once we landed we left our stuff by the same tree and walked in the door.
When we were in we didn't ask for another sales assistant, we wanted to look around for ourselves. But the thing is, once we stepped in the store, one bounced right up to us.
"Hi, my name is Abby, can I help you?" asked an overly cheerful sales assistant.
"Uh-"
"Sure," said Fang, interrupting me from saying 'no, it's Ok'.
"Ok," she said smiling brightly at him, "what are you looking for?"
"Lanterns," Fang said. I took a look at her and immediately wanted to yank her by her hair. Guess what color of hair she had. Red. Guess, what eye color she had. Green. And lastly, guess who she reminded me of. Lissa. Just the thought of her name made me want to choke her.
Get a grip on yourself Max. You shouldn't be acting like this, Fang isn't more than a brother to you. A brother that kissed you and that you kissed. A brother that can't be with a girl without making you jealous. Ugh! You have no reason to be jealous Max; he has the right to be with other girls that aren't you because they are obviously prettier than you. Oh, shut up. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I know that telling myself to shut up isn't good, or healthy, just leave me be.
I noticed myself walking, that brought me out of my mind. Then I realized that subconsciously, I must have followed the other two. I heard them talking amongst them selves.
"So, how long have you worked here?" Fang asked.
"A while," she responded.
"So, who's you're friend their?" she asked after Fang was done chuckling. At what? I don't know.
"Oh, she's my sister," he said, then chuckled some more. Then I did something to ruin his fun.
"Hey, uh, Abby, do you know where Eric is?" OK, I didn't care where he was, but Fang seemed kinda jealous of him, surely this would make him sour. And it did.
He stiffened besides me as Abby answered me, "ooh, his shift ended like 20 minutes ago."
"Oh, that's Ok," then I smiled at my small victory.
"Well, here we are," Abby said once we were in front of boxes that showed pictures of lanterns.
"Do you want it to use battery or electricity?" she asked.
"Battery," Fang said.
"How many candle lights?" she asked.
"Uhh…" both Fang and I responded. (A/N: candle light is how bright it is. I think.)
"Ok then, do you want the bug repellent feature?" she asked.
I said 'duh' while Fang said 'sure'. I know 'duh' sounded a bit rude but the memory of Lissa kept clouding my mind. This was the only harmless way, by harmless I mean non-injury related, that I could vent my feelings.
After reading the labels of some boxes she handed us one that showed a green lantern on it.
"I think this should be the best," she said, smiling at Fang.
"Thanks," Fang said then smile back at her. Guess what he smiled at her. My special, rare, lights-up-the-whole-world smile, my stomach immediately made itself into knots. Ugh! I wanted to wipe off that smile off his face when someone walked up.
"Hey Abby, I forgot to give you your cell phone back," said Eric. Yup, Eric.
"Oh, no wonder I haven't had any calls yet and my pocket felt lighter," she said, extending a hand for Eric to put the cell phone down on. Once he gave it to her he turned around and saw me.
"Hey, what are you doing back?" he asked, then smiled at me the same way that he had when he had given me the piece of paper.
"Oh, well, we just forgot to buy a lantern," then I shook the box containing the lantern to show him.
He nodded at me.
"Oh, hold on, you have something," then he leaned forward and brushed my hair behind my ear.
"There, now I can see your whole face," he said then smiled at me.
"Thanks," I said, blushing. What the hell, I do not blush.
"Well, I got to go," he said. He connected his fist with Abby, waved at Fang, and, get this, leaned in to kiss me on the cheek.
Once he was out of site Abby squealed at me before talking, "ooh, he was so flirting with you, you should've flirted back," then she squealed again. Ok, red head here is supposed to be my enemy, just looking at her I know she's my enemy, but know she some how turned in to a best friend giving flirting advice? The world is whack. Luckily I didn't have to say anything because Fang cleared his throat.
"Can we get a move on?" he asked me, irritated. I don't know if it was just me or the reflection of the light but I think I saw hostility in the eyes of Fang as he looked at Eric walk away. It was probably the light.
We started walking towards the cash register. Abby slipped besides Fang to start talking to him.
"So, what's your favorite music?" she asked.
"My Chemical Romance, Bullet For My Valentine, other's like them," he said.
"Oh, I like Ciara, Chris Brown, T-pain, artist along those lines," she said.
There was an awkward silence in which I had to bite the inside of my cheek so I wouldn't burst out laughing.
"Here, let me help you," said Fang. Abby, somehow ended up carrying the box. She handed it to him and smiled a 'thank you'. That frustrated me. Fang never offered to help me carry stuff. Well, I never needed help carrying stuff, so, scratch that, I never said anything about Fang carrying stuff for me.
"So, you're going camping?" she asked. I rolled my eyes; no, we weren't going camping. We just wanted to waste money by buying lamps that weren't necessary. Note the sarcasm.
"Yeah, have you ever gone camping?" Fang asked.
"Only when I was little, after around I was ten years old I started getting disgusted by insects and I'd get too dirty. My hair would frizz up and I couldn't take going to the bathroom outdoors," she said. "After that I did anything to get out of camping trips."
Someone was delicate. I was chuckling inside my head when I noticed that I had done it out loud. Half way through I covered it by acting as if I were clearing my throat.
"So," I began, trying to hide the awkward moment after that, "how old are you?"
"Seventeen," she said. Wow, she was too old for Fang. Haha. Even though we were only 15 we looked slightly older. (A/N: I don't know if I said this before but everyone in the flock is a year older)
"You look younger," Fang said before she could ask about our age.
"In a good way or a bad way," she asked, concerned.
"In a good way," he said before smiling at her. I felt my hands shaking from the anger I was repressing.
She brushed away a lock of hair, placing it behind her ear. "Thanks," then she smiled again. Forget anger, I wanted to throw up.
I tuned them out I didn't want to hear anymore. Even though I wasn't focused on there conversation I still heard giggles, laughter, and chuckling. I took a deep breath, steadying myself. I concentrated on counting my breathing. It seemed like ages until we were at the cash register.
I saw Abby walk around it from my peripheral vision. Counting my breaths hadn't help, so now I was counting the tiles on the floor. She scanned the box while conversing with Fang. Again, I busied myself, this time with a fly on the wall, again, more giggling. This girl giggled so much. I wanted to smack her upside the head, maybe her head was malfunctioning, and like hitting a TV so the picture would get clearer, it would help her. She put the box in a bag with the store's logo on the front. She handed it to Fang. It irritated me that her hand touched Fang's more than necessary, longer than necessary. I saw her lips move, whispering something to him. Stupid super hearing; it had been a bit hard for me to tune that out, especially when I wanted to hear. He smiled then whispered something back. Ugh! I started singing in my head to drown that out.
I started to walk towards the exit. Once there I sat down on the bench next to it. I kept singing in my head as she told him something and he laughed. He looked strange, as if it were a forced laugh. I quickly shook my head, why wouldn't he laugh at whatever she said?
Her lips moved, then she waved. She was saying good-bye. His lips moved, and smiling, he waved good-bye. As he walked towards me I saw the girl looking as if she wanted to do some thing. Once he got to me I saw something in his eyes, but before I could recognize it it was gone. I stood up and walked out the door. Fang followed suit. We were walking down the side walk, towards the back of the store, talking.
"So, how's it feel to have girls flirting with you?" i asked, i could hear my voice somewhat stiff.
He looked at me before answering, "the same as when boys flirt with you, and anyways she wasn't into me."
"Are you kidding? Did you not see the way she kept touching her hair, how she made conversation mainly with you?" I asked.
"Yeah, I saw," he muttered.
"What? Didn't you like her? 'Cause if I didn't know better I'd think you were flirting back" Ok, i know my voice came out strained at the end.
I saw a gleam in his eyes. He was about to answer when Abby ran up to us.
"Hey," she said out of breath.
"Hey," Fang said, I just raised an eyebrow at her.
She took a piece of paper out of the back pocket of her mini skirt and gave it to Fang.
"It's my number," she said at his expression.
"Oh," he said.
"Umm, I forgot to ask for your name," she said, putting a stray lock of hair behind her ear in a flirtatious way.
"Uh, Nick," he said. (A/N: even though they saved the world the flock is incognito, more on that later)
"Uh, I'd give you mine but I'm getting a new cell phone and I don't know the number yet," he finished.
She nodded, swallowing the lie whole. I mentally, yes this time I made sure it was mentally, chuckled at her gullible personality.
She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. She stood back and looked at him as if she were holding herself from doing something. She smiled at him and turned around on her heel. Suddenly she turned back around and kissed him on the mouth.
Ok, i dont know about you but this wasnt one of my favorite chapters.
Anyways, so, i know i said know extreme things to make Max jealous, but you'll figure out what happens that doesnt make it so extreme. i know that sentence doesnt make any sense. i think. and i dont know if that ending was classified as a cliffhanger. anyway, this is random but if you remember how i said that i got really bad scratches on my leg, well, i now have scars! i dont know how to feel. plz continue reviewing and you know the rest.