A few minutes later I noticed that Fang was invisible. I nudged him and he turned visible again. He still didn't know how to control that. I looked back at Nudge and the hairstyler. Nudge slipped out of the seat and walked over to us. Her hair was short, cut right above her shoulders.
"It looks good." I commented. She smiled and we walked over to the counter to pay. The blonde haired worker gave Fang the change back from the payment. I looked at the hairdresser. He looked familiar. I shrugged and we walked out and behind the hair place and flew off. It didn't accure to me until we were in the air. He had looked like Dylan.
I almost stopped in my tracks, but I didn't. I didn't want to alarm Angel and Nudge, who seemed happy right now. I would talk to Fang about it later.
After dinner later that day Fang and I took a flight across the canyon. Fang noticed that I was acting a little weird.
"Max, what's the matter?" He asked.
"Huh?"I said, "Oh...Uh...you're going to think I am crazy."
"Max, I've seen people morth into erasers, I've seen gross mutations of people, I can turn invisible and fly, I think I've seen enough crazy things, so this can't be that crazy." Fang said.
"Okay you have a point but… I think the hair staler was Dylan." I answered him.
"Dylan?" Fang questioned, "But he would have surly done something crazy if it was him like have fifty erasers attack us and take us to the school, right?"
I sighed, "I guess."
"You're not agreeing with me, I know that sigh after fifteen years." He said.
"Well I mean…"I sighed again, "I don't know, but I do know what I saw."
"Maybe your mind is playing tricks on you again, like when you imagined yourself as an eraser." Fang suggested.
"Ya…" That made sense, "Ya your right it probably is"
Somewhere not to far away a blonde haired boy was taking off his hairdresser uniform.
"Are you home?" Some asked from the other room.
"Yes!" the boy answered shaking off his coat. As it fell to the ground you could see his wings.