Okay so I know that the title of the previous chapter is Chapter 1, but chapter 1-4 is in there, so this is chapter 5, okay?:D I got a little mixed up there sorry! Thanx for subscribing and reviewing! Hope you like this..

Chapter 5

Unusually, I slept deeply that night. I guess I was that tired. I woke up, stretched my wings and arms. This was not going to be an easy day after last night's drama. I took a deep breath and—wait. Are those Mom's cookies or are my senses deceiving me? Which is something they rarely do. I tried to think of other stuff to distract myself from Fang's incident as I got out of my pj's—I know, Pj's!-- Mom had gotten each of us a pair. I got dressed and ran down the stairs. As I raced towards the kitchen I abruptly stopped at the doorway. Ugh. Fang was there. And my mom.

"Good morning." I said only to my mom, smiling.

"Morning, sweetie," she answered, pouring Fang some lemonade. He was sitting in the island, which is in the middle of the kitchen. I sat down in front of him on the other side of the kitchen islet. Without looking at him, I started to eat.

Fang lifted his head. " 'Morning, Max."

Oh, shut up, Fang, I thought. I ignored him and continued eating, enjoying every bit of Mom's unique cookies. That was my strategy for this situation, ignore Fang. At least until I got over his… event. Ignoring him won't make the problem go away, The Voice said. Whatever, voice, I'll deal with it later. Iggy came into the kitchen.

"I followed the cookies' smell. Really, I don't get tired of these things." Iggy said, taking a bite of a cookie. I laughed quietly. Jeez, this is awkward.

Eventually, Nudge, Gazzy, Angel and Total came down too, and there was still this awkward vibe going on between the flock. Everyone was trying to stay away from Fang. I almost fell sorry for him. Almost. Still, I had to do something about this; we just don't work when we're not comfortable with each other.

"Okay," I said breaking the silence. I shook some crumbs off my shirt. All faces turned to me. "Anyone here who's a genetically combined species, please head to the living room once you're done." I left and went to where I said I was going to be. About fifteen minutes later, me and the flock were together, again, in the living room. I stood up in front of them and put my hands on my hips. "Listen to me. I know you're all a bit freaked out about last night." Iggy raised his eyebrows. "Okay, very freaked out. But…" It's all Fang's fault! I wanted to yell. But I obviously would not. "We've all done terrible mistakes, right? And we know it's rarely Fang who makes any of them. I mean, Iggy, remember when you and Gazzy almost blew up the school last time? The actual normal school? And we almost got kicked out? Or Angel, when you almost made me grow gray hairs with all your mind-controlling? Or Nudge, when you gave some stranger kid your number? Which by the way, isn't even your number but Dr. Martinez's?" I know, she's only eleven and she's already telling boys to call her. She watches too much TV. The flock's expression changed. They probably felt insulted now. Aw, dang. "And me! I mean, my mistakes, don't even get me started!" I said to them. They were all suddenly smiling. "Yeah, I guess you're right," said the Gasman. "Besides, it was just a girl, it's not even worth it fighting about something like that." Angel said innocently. Oh kid, if you only knew. I thought. I put my fist out, then Fang topped it, then Iggy, Nudge, Gas, Angel, finally, Total flew up and put his paw on top. I laughed and hugged them all, still feeling weird about hugging Fang, though. "Let's all go for a spin" I said grinning.

This just feels soo—Ah, good… I know I've said it more than a million times before and you're probably sick of it. But flying, it just makes you feel so, fresh and… free. I flew rapidly, as If the faster I went the faster my troubles would go away. But as I slowed down, I realized that they didn't. I guess that's what flying was to me, just a way to escape my troubles for a tiny while. We all soared in the warm air of Arizona, finally relaxing and taking a break. Fang came closer to me. The sun's light brightened his face, and made him look even better than he usually did. I wondered if he knew how good-looking he was. Because of he did, he knew how to use it to his advantage. I stared straight ahead, but I sensed he was still looking at me. I noticed our wings weren't flying in unison like they always used to. Oh, Fang, why did you do this you brainless thing?! We were so perfect. I sighed, and continued flapping my wings. Swiftly, Fang just stood in between me and the open space, looking straight into my eyes. I tried to catch a breath. We were now vertically floating in the air. "Max." Fang said, with a serious face, jaw tensed.

"Yes?" I said, turning my head away from him. He was getting closer, and closer, and... closer. He was about 7 centimeters away from me now. "Don't you remember? I said… I'd chosen you." He said hardly. His lips touched mine for a second. Only for a second, because I pulled mine away. "Yes, I do remember, and I also remember that a day ago, you were having a little too much with Dr. Amazing." I uttered to Fang. "Don't you remember?" I said to him, making him swallow his words. The rest of the flock was about a mile or two behind us. Fang closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I knew that hurt him. Good. He needed it. "What I said in the living room was just to stop the awkwardness between us, Fang, or at least between the rest of the—HOLY CRAP!" Is that—Is that who I think it is? WITH FREAKIN' WINGS?! How on earth? Jesus! What? WHAT THE HELL? Fang just floated there with pure shock on his face, eyes widened, jaw dropped. And I thought this day couldn't get any worse. Okay, I knew it could, but didn't expect it! What the h is going on?