Shane stared across the table at Angel. She had her head down eating her eggs not seeming to have a care in the world.

Shane watched her eat. It is possible two people could eat the same? Or was Shane just being really paranoid?

Like she sensed him watching her, Angel looked up.

"Yes?" She asked sweetly and giggled. Shane wanted to puke.

"Nothing." Shane mumbled and shoved some eggs in his mouth. Suddenly he had a terrible thought. What if Angel had poisoned his eggs? Shane spit them out and began coughing. Angel jumped up and started to pat him on the back.

"Oh my goodness Shane! What on Earth happened? Are you alright?" Angel asked. Shane stopped coughing and looked at her.

"I'm fine." Shane answered. Angel shakily sat down.

"Alright. You really had me scared for a minute there!"

"Yeah."

"Shane are you sure you're alright? You're acting weird." Angel said. Shane stood up quickly.

"Who are you?" He screamed. Angel gave him a confused look.

"Who am I?" She asked confused.

"Who the fuck are you?" Shane screamed and pushed the chair she was sitting on. With a loud shriek Angel fell to the floor.

"Please!" Angel gasped. "Please don't kill me!"

"Oh my god Angel!" Shane exclaimed seeing the fear in her eyes.

"What did I ever do?" Angel sobbed.

"Nothing! Just, Angel, please tell me, are you really Modesty?" Shane asked seriously. Angel looked up at him and laughed so hard the tears fell freely from her eyes.

"Modesty? Who is she?" Angel screamed. For the first time Shane seen her loose her cool. "GET OUT! First you scream at me, THEN you push me off my chair and NOW you call me someone else? I don't know who you think you are Shane Helms but get out of my house!" She screamed.

"Bbbbut Angel! Please! Let me explain!"

"NO!" Angel screamed and pushed Shane out the door in only his boxers.

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Modesty pulled her hair up into a high pony tail. She threw on her shoes and walked out of her house. Yes her house. Shane, or almost no one, knew she was out of the mental hospital. She was actually out for a few weeks. All Modesty had to do was answer a few physiological questions and boom! She was out. Easy.

Modesty smiled and tucked the smiling picture of her and Shane in her bag. She would need that later.

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"Let me get this straight." Matt said and shook his head. "Ok. You find out Angel lives in Smithsfeild so you go clubbing together. You both get wasted so you go back to her house and fuck. In the morning she makes breakfast, you go insane, push her off a chair and accuse her of being Modesty. Then she kicks out with nothing but your boxers?" Matt asked. Shane sighed and nodded slowly. Matt cracked up laughing. Once he seen how pissed Shane was though, he stopped.

"Gee thanks. Now I know I can't even tell my best friend what's going on without him laughing at me and making me feel even more like an ass then I already feel."

"Ok ok I'm sorry Shane. But you have to admit claming Angel is Modesty is like claiming the sun is pink."

"Sometimes it is." Jeff, who up until this point was silent, spoke up. Matt sighed.

"Jeff that's not what I mean."

"I know what you mean Matt. And well, I don't know what to think." Shane said. Now Jeff sighed.

"No Matt I get what you said but like I pointed out before things aren't always as they seem. You said the sky was blue, which is what everyone else says. Everyone else also says Angel is Angel and not Modesty. But the sky also has many other unknown colors so who says Angel couldn't have an unknown personality, say Modesty?" Jeff explained. Matt and Shane sat there and stared at Jeff blankly.

"I read comics. I should have gotten that." Shane said slowly still trying to process what Jeff said.

"I grew up with you Jeff, I should have gotten hat." Matt also said slowly, still trying to process the thoughts Jeff had crammed into his head.

"Screw you fuckers." Jeff sighed and walked out. Matt and Shane just sat there.