I got some interesting reviews. I'm sorry to the one reviewer who isn't a fan of Eggy, but I am so…sorry. Please don't hate me.
ALSO, I get these mixed up all the time, but JAY is blind, NOT Zak. Jay life Jeff. Jay = blind. I'll get it right from now on. Promise.
And I went to work today and I was like, "So, Brett. Did you hear I'm in one of your Game Design classes?" and he was like "Yeah. Josh called me crying about it."
He was crying cuz he was like "She's GOOD at it! She'll make us look bad!"
My skillz made a hot guy cry.
I don't know whether to be PROUD or Depressed over my taste in guys…..
Chapter 29
Breaking someone out of the school was always easier said than done. Not without someone getting hurt. But we planned on being over-careful this time. No one else would be caught. We really needed to stay away from this place. I'm pretty sure it's no good for our health.
"We're gonna need a plan," Fang murmured over my shoulder.
I peeked around a corner and turned to Angel. "Are there any guards that you could convince to bring Iggy to an escapable area?"
Angel just stared at me for a second. "Yeah, but once we find Iggy we'll have about 45 seconds to get in the car and disappear or we'll get caught."
I nodded and we followed Angel down the hall and stopped in front of a door. She went in and returned with a hypnotized white coat. "Go down that hall and into room 211. There will be a long window. Open it—don't break it. I'll go with this guy to get Iggy so that Iggy doesn't freak out."
"Got it." We went into the room and Fang busied himself with opening the window. "Nudge, make sure that there are no alarms attached to that window before he opens it. Gazzy, you got a bomb ready?"
"Always."
"Good. When she brings Iggy in, Jay, I want you to knock out the white coat. Fang and I are going to get Iggy to the car. Nudge, when you've made sure there are no alarms, go to the car, and make sure Nikki has it ready to go."
A minute later the window was open wide and Nudge was gone. "Almost," I muttered to myself. "Where is Angel?"
"Right here," I heard Angel call softly down the hall. Angel and Iggy, led by the white coat, walked through the door. Iggy looked terrible. He was being supported heavily by Angel, ho was nearly half his size. Fang and I quickly took him from her and headed for the window. Just like we'd planned, Jay knocked out the white coat while Fang and I jumped out the window with Iggy. Jay was right behind us and I glanced over my shoulder to make sure Gazzy got out, too.
"Damn, Iggy," I breathed, examining the bandages around his eyes and on his cheek. We quickly arrived at the car Nikki and Zak has hotwired—a large van. It was the sketchy kind that your parents warn you about where the drivers often lie about having candy in the car. Nikki jumped out of the car while Zak pushed open the back doors of the van. Nikki took Iggy from Fang and helped me get him in while Fang jumped into the driver's seat.
Iggy had his hands over his face, which was a grimace of pain behind his fingers.
"Fang," I muttered. "Give me your hat."
His eyes flicked upwards and then he wordlessly tossed his hat back to me.
I nodded thanks and turned back to Iggy.
"Here, Ig," I murmured, pulling the black beanie gently down over his eyes, careful to be sensitive to the bandaged areas.
I surveyed the rest of the flock. The Gasman and Angel were sleeping on the floor in a corner, leaning on one another. Nudge was falling asleep not far from them. Nikki was sitting right behind the passenger seat. Jay was sitting next to Iggy, Zak on Jay's other side. Iggy was pressed against the back of the van.
"We'll be home soon, Iggy," I whispered. "Just hang on till then. You're safe."
I patted his shoulder and climbed over everyone to get to the passenger seat next to Fang. "Any possibility you can make the entire van invisible? I don't want anyone who may be following us to know where we're going or where we live." He glanced up from the road.
"I can help," Nikki offered, leaning over to the front seat.
"You have to drive, though," he mumbled, sounding skeptical but pulling over nonetheless.
We switched seats and as soon as we were going, Fang gripped the arm rests while Nikki placed her hands on the floor of the van. Both disappeared. I assumed it worked since no one noticed when we ran through lights. Especially that cop I just passed…
"Can you make it until we get home?" I asked. When I got no answer I sped up. A lot.
"Don't get us killed," I heard Fang barely whisper.
"Didn't plan on it," I responded, trying to make a safe s\turn without scrambling the birdies in the back.
"How much longer?" I heard Nikki ask from behind Fang.
"Few hours."
"I've never held it for this long before," Fang mumbled. "But I am never telling you theories about my powers anymore."
It was silent as we pulled into the driveway later that night…er….morning. I pulled the van down the long driveway and parked it as close to the back of the house that I could—right in front of the back porch.
"Ok," I said loudly, waking everyone up. "Fang, Nikki, you guys can stop. Gazzy, help me get Iggy up to his room. Nudge, get the doors on the way.
"I'll go make sure older Fang isn't in the house," Nikki slurred.
Everyone began moving at once, creating a chaos. As soon as we got inside, Iggy began screaming about the lights. Well, whoever had been asleep wasn't now.
"Jay, turn out all the lights!" I commanded over him. We got Iggy to his room with little trouble and I pulled one of Fang's black sheets from the hall closet and draped it across his curtained windows, making as dark in the room as possible.
"What's going on in—" I whipped around and stopped my half asleep mother from turning on the lights.
"Iggy can't take the light right now," I whispered, shooing everyone but Gazzy—who was mumbling back and forth with Iggy on his bed—out of the room.
"What happened to Iggy?" Ella asked, slightly panicked.
Wait a minute. "Aren't you supposed to be in California visiting a college?"
She averted her eyes. "I changed my mind. I wasn't sure if you'd need my help. Fang mentioned that you might…"
Fang. Of course. "I'll talk to you guys about this in the morning," I yawned. "Alright guys…" I was going to tell the flock to go to bed, but only saw doors shut, Jay and Zak heading down the stairs, and lights being turned out.
I pushed open Fang's bedroom door, but the room was empty. I searched the rooms downstairs but didn't find him.
"Where's Nikki?" I asked Jay and Zak, who were getting comfortable in the living room.
"She passed out as soon as she got in the house," Jay responded.
"Older Fang took her out the front door. He told us to tell you younger Fang is still in the car."
"Thanks," I muttered, turning on my heel and rushing to the van to see Fang still sitting upright in the passenger seat, his eyes closed. I quickly felt for a pulse and brushed his hair out of his face when I found it.
"I swear to God that if you don't wake up I'm going to shave your head," I whispered in a panic.
No good.
OH NOES. PREDICTIONS MAKE ME SMILE!
