To the people asking if the song is Iris by the Goo-Goo Dolls, I don't know, my friend told me to listen to the song I just want you to know who I am by Ronan Keeting.

And I never did say once that Arabella (Max) liked Jamie (Fang) She didn't care for him in the first chapter and now she hates his guts.

Sorry for not mentioning the five month time skip.

.Jonas yes, but she doesn't quite realize that yet. hehe.

Angel pov

I sat up on my roof. I missed the flock, I couldn't believe that I had to pretend to be normal to pretend that the test actually worked on me. It's stupid. I mean Max should be out here Right now comforting e saying it's all a bad dream, but I know that this time it's not. My own brother doesn't even know the truth. In fact my brother thinks I'm a crazy wee freak.

I love him but he doesn't care for me. It was about 01:08. I stood up on the roof and sighed life was a bitch, kind of like my 'brother'.

"I HATE LIFE. I. H.A.T.E. L.I.F.E!" I screamed. I fell back down onto the roof and curled into a ball, sobbing my heart out. No one would come up to look for me I was a freak after all. I wrapped my wings around me, sobbing. Rain began pounding down.

I was shocked to hear the hatch door open but I ignored it.

"Ariel, are you up here? I heard you screaming. Ariel? Holy crap." Gazzy or should I say Zephyr-Gary called.

I assumed he saw me. At least he knew I hadn't lied to him. I stood up to face the intruder who I once looked up to, who was once my friend, once my brother.

Gazzy pov

Ariel stood up and had a determined look on her face.

"Yes I'm a freak, yes I have wings BUT I NEVER LIED TO YOU!" She screamed the last part.

I felt like she was breaking my heart (in a brotherly way folks) in half. The hurt/pain/loss in her pale blue eyes, the tear tracks down her angelic face. Her long wavy blonde hair got stuck to her face. She really should have been called Angel.

"That is my name." Her cracked voice whispered.

I gasped, she'd just read my mind. Oh my god, She'd told the truth to me. I'd been horrible to her. She'd heard everything in my mind. All the nasty things I thought about her. But she'd told the truth. Her dove like wings were sticking out her back. I was like her but I was part of a test.

"Help me Ange. Help me remember." I begged before passing out.

normal pov

A huge black figure flew in the sky towards the siblings. His smile was bright when he saw the girls big dove wings sticking out her back. He knew he was not alone anymore. Pretending to be normal after Jeb had restored his memories would be hard, especially because of the fact he knew Max hated his guts. It was heart breaking for him. But until it was time he'd have Angel. She was his only hope. He landed beside her small frame.

"Hello Angel." He grinned.

"Fang!" She screamed.

Jeb pov

I had done it. I made sure the whole test hadn't worked on Angel and when Fang had broke Max's well really Arabella's heart beyond repair and that was Jamie's doing. But even Jamie seemed a bit guilty for what he did. I decided it was time Fang had seen whet he'd done. And Fang was not happy with himself. I'd told him it was all Jamie and Jamie wasn't Fang but Fang took all the blame and went to go and find Angel who has not been in the best state of lately.

Itex would be at each flock members house soon, Max would work herself out. Angel and Fang would help Gazzy. Nudge and Iggy will need everyone's help and Total is fine, Angel has him she just doesn't know that.

**Time Skip, 2 months **

Max pov

School was getting stranger. People were acting different towards me, especially Jamie. He was at the point of freaking me out. My best friend was acting distant she acted like a bit of a bitch. She was even flirting with Jamie for frick sake. She was not the same prson who picked me up from being down.

"Arabella are you listening." Mr Batulard called across the class room.

Tears were pooling in my eyes. My ribs felt like they were on fire. My back was killing me.

"Nae shit." I mumbled.

He glowered at me before returning to the lesson. He was so familiar. Like someone who fathered me. It was so impossible these days to work out the truth. I was going to work out this mystery. I didn't care if it killed me. It could bring humans who morphed into a freaking wolf. Stupid flying robots or anything. I didn't care. I needed the truth.

"Mum, wouldn't it be awesome if I could fly." I grinned flopping down on the couch.

My mum looked like she was about to take a fit. Like me and flying were against the law. My sister had asked the same question the other day and my mum laughed with her and said yes.

"No Arabella It wouldn't." She said coldly.

I frowned, I was hurt. I turned to face my mum.

"What the frick is your problem." I growled out.

She looked at me stunned and shocked. I was furious, beyond furious. I got similar responses whenever I talked about mutants, maximum ride, etc.

"You are... you are a... you're a mutant." She sobbed before getting up. "You are your own id..." She cut herself off and ran from the house leaving me standing there shocked to my boots.

Nudge pov

"Hey Kara!" I called over.

"Hey Matilda." She grinned.

I frowned. I hated my name, it didn't even sound like me. I wanted a cooler name.

"So I was like wondering if you wanted to come to my house on Saturday and have a sleepover and stuff. We could watch some rom-coms and horrors and eat lots of chocolate and ice cream and go shopping and play truth and dare ohhhh and talk about boys and humph..." Kara had slapped a hand over my mouth. I frowned then rolled my eyes.

Iggy pov

I sighed. I was trapped in a mental ward. Apparently I was insane because my favourite thing to do was blow stuff up. I had strange dreams about a past life. Me and a group of others. There was a person that caught my 'eye' I'm blind so it's kinda impossible. But she was like my eyes. Her little power helped me. I could 'see' thanks to her. I had wished to see them all in my dream and she did it. The eldest girl went out with one of my best friends and I was ashamed to call her Hot. but she was. Then the other girl was pretty. The two other guys were what i imagined, well not much to imagine when one is obsessed with black. The other is your best friend. I asked the youngest girl what She looked like and what I looked like. She easily showed me what I looked like. She had to drag me to a mirror so she could send me a mental image of herself. And I have to say she looked like an Angel.

Sometimes I wish I was aloud out of the hospital so I could enjoy life, But that privilege isn't ever gonna be mine.

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