((that was four reviews, but I can't take it, and I'm at a moot point with my other active story reviewers. –snarl- This is the second time in the past four days that I've posted on there, and do I get any reviews for a thank you? Noo, of course not. I'd like 5 reviews PLEASE. Well, anyways, here's chapter 7. There's one point that's in character and not online, but I had to do that, or it would get too confusing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Max, or Fang, or Iggy, Nudge, the Gasman, or Angel. Or the whitecoats, erasers, and general theme. I don't own iAnything or Peanut Butter Jelly sandwiches, or Gummi Bears, or the Uglies/Pretties/Specials/Extras series, or any of the sort. –sigh-. HOWEVER, I do own Emily, Sam, Jenna, Jordan, Polo, Mack, and the plot, so no copycats! I don't care that copying is the height of flattery, I will eat u if u copy!))
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Flock usernames
Max: Updraftrider
Fang: Fnick
Iggy: ICU
Nudge: Silent1
Gazzy: Dr.Stink
Angel: AngelInUrHead
Random ppl usernames
Emily: GumiBear
Sam: GuitarGoddess
Jenna: PBJtime
Jordan: 2Hi
Polo: Alpha
Mack: iGuy
Underline- log in/out
Italics- emotions (laugh, cry, hug)
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GuitarGoddess has logged on!
Fnick has logged on!
Alpha has logged on!
Alpha: so how did ur meeting go?
GuitarGoddess: how did it go lol
Alpha???
GuitarGoddess: sry I'm just uber excited for 2nite
GuitarGoddess: party remember
GuitarGoddess: and then theres the upcoming change…
Alpha: o yea
Fnick???
Fnick: party?
Alpha: yea
Alpha: can u come?
Fnick: r u kidding?
Alpha: …
Alpha: no
GuitarGoddess: yea it would b great if u could come
GuitarGoddess: u could bring max and the flock
Fnick: …
Alpha???
Fnick: things haven't been 2 good w/ the flock and me lately
GuitarGoddess: y?
Fnick: I think angel knows about u guys, and its only a manner of time b4 she tells max
Alpha: o no
GuitarGoddess: so what
Fnick: max is unbelievably paranoid
Fnick: she'll think that u guys r erasers or something
Fnick: so she'll kill me and then think that u guys will rat us out to the whitecoats
GuitarGoddess: o
Alpha: yea we can't have that
GuitarGoddess: than u can come at least
Alpha: yea really
Fnick: well…
Fnick: i should tell u that ive been hiding out from the flock
Alpha???
GuitarGoddess: wut do ya mean by that
Fnick: well i made myself a separate camp and sorta ditched them for a while
Fnick: ig knows im safe, so he'll keep things calm
Alpha: that's good
Fnick: so im in w/ the party
Fnick: when and where?
Alpha: 2nite at 107 Barley street
GuitarGoddess: starts at 8
Fnick: kk formal or anything?
GuitarGoddess: no
ICU has logged on!
ICU: hey Fang watch it max is comin
Fnick: thanks
Fnick: bye guys
Fnick has logged off to hide
ICU has logged off to avoid suspicion
Updraftrider has logged on!
Updraftrider: hey have u ppl seen Fnick
Alpha: nope
GuitarGoddess: no y?
Updraftrider: no reason
Alpha: I bet there is
Updraftrider: yea there is
Updraftrider: he's disappeared and I don't know where he went cause he didn't tell me
Updraftrider: ICU keeps telling me he's fine and he'll b back soon, but im still worried
Alpha: I think he'll b okay
GuitarGoddess: yea
Updraftrider: kk thanks
Updraftrider: wow I can't believe I just said all that to 2 complete strangers who don't know me at all
Updraftrider has logged off to search for Fang
GuitarGoddess: aww she misses him
Alpha: poor max
GuitarGoddess: we don't know her psh riight
Alpha: yea we know her far better than she thinks
Alpha: well I g2g I promised mac I would help him set up 4 the party and its 7:30
GuitarGoddess: kk cya
Alpha: bye
Alpha has logged off to help iGuy set up
GumiBear has logged on!
GumiBear: SAAM
GumiBear glomps GuitarGoddess
GuitarGoddess shoves GumiBear off
GuitarGoddess: must u always do that?
GumiBear: yup ;)
GumiBear: I gotta talk 2 u
GuitarGoddess: go ahead
GumiBear: Mac and I get the feelin that ur in over ur head w/ Fang
GumiBear: we think that he's not a good influence
GuitarGoddess: ok mom lol
GumiBear: we're only worried about what u r doin
GuitarGoddess: um… kk
GuitarGoddess: listen, we're fine
GuitarGoddess: we know what we're doing
GumiBear: r u sure?
GuitarGoddess: yea he explained everything 2 us
GumiBear: like what
GuitarGoddess: its kinda a secret he wasn't supposed to tell us
GumiBear: r u sure ur not in any danger or anything? My gut is shouting that something is wrong here
GuitarGoddess: yea there is
GumiBear???
GuitarGoddess: yea ur innards aren't supposed to talk
GuitarGoddess snickers
GumiBear: lol
GumiBear: seriously are u both in any danger?
GuitarGoddess: we know what we're doing
GumiBear: that doesn't answer the question
GuitarGoddess: …
GuitarGoddess: alright, we are putting ourselves at a bit of a risk
GuitarGoddess: kk, a lot of a risk, but I know what im doin
GuitarGoddess: don't worry
GumiBear: alright just b careful
GuitarGoddess: kk we will
GumiBear: good
GumiBear: well its about 8 im goin to macs party
GuitarGoddess: kk cya there
Gumibear has logged off to go to iGuy's party
GuitarGoddess has logged off to go to iGuy's party
Updraftrider has logged on!
AngelInUrHead has logged on!
Updraftrider: kk angel, what's so important that u can't say it in front of the others?
AngelInUrHead: Fang has been telling two people, Sam and Polo, all about us. He's going to help them get wings, and that's why he keeps disappearing. He's shown them his wings
Updraftrider!!!
AngelInUrHead: He's at a party with them, but I have a bad feeling about it.
Updraftrider has logged off to go save Fnick
AngelInUrHead has logged off to go save Fnick and Updraftrider
((A/N Okay guys, are you ready for this?))
Sam looked around the room, leaning against the wall. She wasn't much of a dancer. More singing and slow dancing than the hip-rattling jumping-up-and-down arm-waving dancing. She was humming the song quietly to herself. And Polo of course, who was standing beside her, an arm around her waist.
Despite the fact that it wasn't a formal party, most of the girls had changed their shirts and were wearing skirts. Sam had on a jean mini-skirt with frayed edges, a black belt, and her favorite shirt. It was a t-shirt made of three strips of white silk, two making an 'X', going from shoulder to hip, and the other was under them, rising to her chest where a wood hoop connected it to two white strings that wrapped around her neck. The back was just one thin piece of white silk, showing off her back through it. Her hair was straightened, every time a light shone on it, the strands seemed to shine dark red instead of its normal golden-brown.
Her eyes matched her gold hair, and she swayed slightly to the music in black shoes with murderous heels. They laced up her legs to her knees, and in the semi-darkness only broken by the flashing lights, the bruises from hockey weren't noticeable.
"Do you think he's going to come?" Polo asked nervously, his face dark under his black hair in its usual cute disarray. He had on a tight dark blue t-shirt that showed of his toned muscle with 'Chiodos' on it, a pair of dark girl jeans, and a black studded belt around his waist, and his normal sneakers. His eyes were as dark as his hair, giving him the cute emo boy look.
"I hope so," Sam answered, pausing her humming. A guitar solo started blasting, and she tapped out the cords with her fingers on her thigh, wishing she had her guitar.
Polo smiled at her, and she grinned back. They kissed for a moment, but Sam pulled away when she heard a familiar voice.
"Hey," Fang said, striding up and smiling lightly. Sam beamed.
"You came!" Polo exclaimed, punching him in the shoulder gently. Fang laughed.
"No duh," he replied, folding his arms over his black tank top. He was wearing a pair of near-black girl jeans with a white belt. Over his shirt was a white dress jacket, probably to help hide his wings. Not that anyone would notice them in the light show. If they did, they would assume it was a tattoo or something.
For about fifteen minutes, they talked about music, genetics, and sports. Then Fang tensed, and Sam heard the faint sound of shattering glass.
"What's up?" Sam asked worriedly. Fang glanced furitively around.
"I heard a window smash upstairs," he said quickly, grabbing their hands and starting to tow them out of the party in the furnished basement. Sam gaped.
"Erasers?" she asked in a hushed tone. He nodded tightly and walked faster, yanking out a cell phone and sending a quick text that said something in a strange code. It was sent to Max.
"We need to bail quick before they get down here. Some innocent people might get hurt," he muttered, walking faster so that Polo and Sam had to run slightly every few steps. She cursed for wearing such ridiculous shoes.
"Hey, where are you going?" Mac asked out of nowhere. Fang screeched to a halt, looking anxious. The trio turned to face Mac and Emily.
"We… uh, we had t-to…" Sam stammered, her mind going blank.
"My sister just got in a car accident, so we're going to help," Fang said easily, his face betraying nothing. Mac opened his mouth soundlessly, then nodded.
"Hope she's okay," she said, eyes filled with worry. Fang nodded back, and they started up the stairs.
"Good lying," Sam said, impressed. To her surprise, he laughed lightly.
"I've gotten used to it. We all lie like rugs when we have to. Lying has saved lives many times," he admitted, his face dark. They were up the stairs and almost to the door when the window beside them smashed in, a fist flying through it to punch Fang in the face. Sam gasped and staggered backwards as his head snapped back.
"Go!" he shouted, kicking glass shards out the window at a fearsome shadow. There was a yelp, then the window was clear again. Polo grabbed Sam's hand and they ran out the door, heading for the woods.
"No wait! The car!" Sam cried, yanking him toward the garage.
"Are you insane? We don't have our licences! And we can't steal Mac's parent's car!" he hollered, following her. She threw open the door and dove into the drivers seat, punching the garage door opener. It opened fairly quickly, and she threw it into reverse and revved it. Polo shouted hoarsely when there was a loud thump and something hairy flew over the windshield and careened into the tarmac.
Pulling a tight cookie, Sam barreled toward the door and screeched to a halt, throwing open the door behind her.
"Fang! Come on!" she bellowed, and he jumped into the seat, slamming the door. Tires squealed as she gunned it across the yard and onto the road. It was eerily quiet in the car, and Sam's fearful breathing sounded too loud for her ears.
"What do we do?" she asked Fang tightly, glancing at him in her mirror. He met her eyes.
"Do you trust me?" he asked quietly, blinking calmly. She and Polo nodded, feeling like a weight had dropped onto her shoulders.
"Do you want wings?" he said, still staring at her. They nodded again.
"Are you sure? Think about all that you are giving up. Your friends, family, house, safety, games…" he trailed off as the pair continued nodding though his list. "Okay, then you have to let me drive and get in back," he said, eyeing the black cars tailing them.
Wordlessly, Sam slipped out of her seat as Polo kept his foot on the gas and steered from his side. Fang slid in her place, and Polo crawled in back with her, holding her hand tightly.
"I'm going to slow down, and you both have to bail. They'll pick you up, and take you to the School," he said grimly.
"Whaat?" I said, staring at him with unveiled shock.
"Do you trust me?" he asked again. I nodded numbly. "Then you have to, or they'll keep chasing us. I can get away because I can fly for time, and the flock should be coming soon. We'll slaughter them then, but we're almost out of gas," he said pointedly. "You guys don't have that choice. They'll take you to the School, and experiment on you. Work with them, don't fight them. Say that I kidnapped you because I needed backup, and I though that you were Max. You look a lot like her, and you dragged Polo along. If you don't fight them, then they'll give you what you want. The flock and I will come get you out."
"How will you know when?" Polo questioned. Fang yanked out a necklace from his pocket.
"I read about this in the book Uglies. Just open it and press the glass inside it, and we'll get a signal. I had Iggy rig it for me," he admitted, giving Sam the necklace. She nodded, steeling herself.
"Are you ready?" Fang asked. Polo squeezed her hand and stared into her eyes.
"Don't worry. We can do this," he whispered, kissing her. The kiss felt almost sad somehow, as if it was their last. It was too intense, almost desperate. They pulled apart, gasping, and Polo nodded to Fang.
Fang slowed down at a corner with lots of bushes. "Go!" he shouted, and Sam threw open the door and dove out, Polo right behind. Then, a black car screeched to a stop beside them, and a tall man who looked like he could be a model stepped out.
"Sam and Polo?" he asked, glancing at a paper in his hand. Polo nodded, and Sam took a deep breath. Here we go…