Chapter 29: The Park

Chapter 29: The Park

"Thanks mom for the ride," I grinned at her.

"Your welcome," she smiled back, "I'm picking you up at 8:00 right?"

"Yep that's correct," I got out of the car and grabbed the picnic basket before I shut the door.

"Be safe," my mom spoke out of the window before she drove away. Once she left I let the smile vanish. I had told my mom that I was meeting my friends at the park where we would hang out and have a picnic. It felt like I was lying to her, but not really because the flock were my friends in a way. I slowly walked to the far edge of the park where the woods met the park. Picking out a spot underneath a tree, I placed the picnic bag down on the grass, and sat down against the oak tree. I almost fell asleep worrying about how the flock was going to get here when I heard a flapping noise. Blinking the sleep out of my eyes I looked up at the sky, but saw nothing, guessing it was nothing I shut my eyes again.

"We are here," I heard Nudge's voice "You are not asleep now are you?" Quickly, as a mother bear is to protect her cubs, I got up and looked around me. I heard a crunch behind the tree, and there the flock appeared.

"Food," Gasman's eyes glowered as he saw the picnic basket.

"You are still hungry after all that pizza," I was shocked?

"That was a couple of hours a go though," Gasman smiled as he walked towards the picnic basket.

"Not yet Gasman we're saving that for dinner," I gave him a stern look.

"Oh man," Gasman's head went down.

"Can we go to the playground Max? The one we saw while we were flying," Angel gave Max the innocent, cute look with her blue eyes begging her.

"Sure Angel as long as Christina has nothing plan for us," she looked up at me.

"Oh no not at all, it is up to you guys in what we do," I smiled at them, as I thought I have better cherish the minutes because they won't last.

"Let's go then," Nudge jumped up and down excitedly.

"Ok," I giggled from Nudge's reaction. She then grabbed my hand and we started to run towards the playground. Once we reached the playground I watched Nudge's and Angel's eyes gleam as they looked at what was in front of them. The playground had many slides, jungle Jims, several monkey bars, a handful of swings, balance beams, tire swings, anything you can imagine was in that playground.

"This is amazing," I heard Angel whispered.

"Come on Angel," Nudge let go of my head and ran ahead.

"Stick together and don't go far," Max told them and when I looked back at her I notice she had the picnic bag.

"Thanks Max I can't believe I had forgotten about that," I walked to stand by her.

"Its good food, how could I have forgotten that," I laughed when she said that, and she gave me a weird look.

"Why can't I play with Angel," Total growled.

"Shush Total. Do you remember what I told you? Don't talk in public," Max shook her head and added, "Because a normal dog wouldn't play on a playground?" Total grunted and sat below a bench that was empty.

"Fang you and I will keep on guard," Max told him as she climbed a tree that was a little way from the playground. Fang went to sit on the bench that Total was under. I was amaze that they couldn't just once enjoy the time and relax. Looking around me I noticed the flock had all left me so I walked to a swing, sat in it, and watched the kids play. My eyes then caught on Iggy and Gasman; I tried to look away, but they remained there. The two were sitting on one of the wooden steps to a jungle Jim, and talking about something. It drove me crazy when I tried to guess what they were saying. I couldn't ignore it, and before I knew what I was doing I got up from the swing. Slowly and softly I walked towards them. Knowing they would notice me if I came to close, I climbed up the jungle Jim they were on. There was another floor of the jungle Jim above them with a yellow slide; I sat in the slide once I got to it. Now was the listing part. Knowing it was bad, I just couldn't help it, and I needed to know what they were saying. Maybe about where they were going when they left the park, and then I would know where they were.

"Please Gazzy," Iggy used Gasman's nickname as he pleaded for something?

"Ok, ok if you want to know that bad," Gasman laughed, "What do you want to know first?"

"Color of her eyes," when Iggy said that, a flame went in my chest. Was he talking about another girl?

"She has green eyes," Gasman answered. There was silence for a minute, and I tried to think if Max had green eyes. Nope I remember she has brown.

"Go on," Iggy cleared his voice.

"Ah you so owe me for this," Gasman snickered, "She has light brown hair that goes past her shoulders." I shuddered realizing they were talking about me. I felt butterflies in my stomach, but I was suspicious. Why would Iggy want to know what I look like?

"She is tan right now, but I am guessing that it is from the sun. You are of course taller than her. She is not tall, but not short I want to say average for humans. Some small freckles are over her nose, and she is skinny, but not scary skinny just perfect. Is that all you want to know?" I almost wanted to hug Gasman for calling me skinny, I always double guess if I was or not.

"What is she wearing right now," Iggy whispered like he was ashamed of himself for asking?

"Um…oh great," Gasman sounded worried.

"What is the matter Gazzy?"

"She is not on the swings anymore," Gasman confessed. I froze where I was afraid I would give my spot up if I moved on inch. All I knew was that I had to get out of there fast before they find out I was spying on me. If they did then everything would probably be awkward.

"You don't think she was…," Iggy broke up.

"No way," Gasman cheered him up, "Come on let's find out what the others are doing, and you will have to tell me how you made those fireworks.

"Defiantly Gazzy," I heard them get up, and that is when I gasped for air. I hadn't noticed that I had been holding my breath.

"Come on girl get moving," a boy about eight rudely yelled at Christina.

"Sorry," I looked behind me when I got back from my thoughts.

"Jeez just go!" the kid tried to push me. Instead of just staying there I pretended that the kid pushed me down. I looked around making sure the flock didn't see me. Once I was sure the close was clear I dashed to the monkey bars, pretending I was there all along. As I went on the monkey bars I thought about what had just happen. Still I wanted to know why Iggy asked Gasman to describe me. Does he like me? No there was no way he would like me. He was leaving today and we would never see each other again. Another question buzzed through my mind; do I like him? No! He is a….. nope there is no way I could like him! Like I thought before he is leaving soon.

"Christina there you are," Nudge was smiling ear to ear, "Come play with Angel and I."

"Coming," I was glad that I had something to distract me from my thoughts.