I KNOW that its been a long time. I'm sooooooooooooooo sorry, but I was busy, im sure u all know. Anyway, here is the next chapter
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"Guys," I faced the flock, "We got a problem."
"Is it a really big problem?" asked Iggy.
I rolled my eyes, "Listen, Ryan, Dr. Marks, was a traitor. Fang found an ear piece on him."
"No surprise there," muttered Iggy.
"Anyway, we have to leave, now. And I'll tell you where we're going once we've started flying? Got it?"
Everyone nodded and went to pack, quickly.
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We were in the air in an hour. It was hot and dry outside. My throat was parched and I could barely swallow, Oh well.
"So, where are we going?" asked Total.
"Mexico," I said, without enthusiasm.
"Yum, tacos," he grinned, an odd expression on a dog, "Can I try some tequila?"
"Um- let me think about it- no."
"Darn."
I rolled my eyes, "You're not even above the legal drinking age."
"In dog years," he hinted.
"In dog years, I'm 82," I laughed, "Do I look like an old lady to you?"
"Well…"
"Don't answer that," I cut him off.
Fang flew up next to me, "Hey, don't ask questions you don't want answered," he told me.
I leaned over and punched him, playfully, laughing. I felt happy and almost safe for the first time in a while. Flying did that to you. It was like being in charge of everything, you could see everyone. It was the best thing, ever. Almost worth all of the pain.
Fang soared up to the front of the flock, and Angel took his place.
"Hey, sweetie," I grinned.
Angel smiled her tiny smile back, "I was looking in Fang's head and I heard-."
My heart sank, "A voice?"
"No, no. Max, don't be scared. Fang was thinking that it was good to see you smiling again."
Oh. I didn't know he paid attention to that. "Yeah, well, um, yeah. Flying makes me happy," I said, ineloquently. That was a smooth answer Maximum, why don't you act more like a teenager in love or whatever. Not that I am in love with anyone.
Angel grinned, "That was a funny thought Max. Why are you trying to deny things so much?"
Her innocence and mindreading was a little too much for me right now.
"I don't know what you mean," I smiled kindly, "Angel, sweetie, can you get Fang over hear? I need to talk to him.