Ooh, Chapter Two! :)
Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed the first one. It makes me look like this- :D
I don't own Maximum Ride... Yet.
Mwahahahahaha! *lightening streams across the otherwise blue sky*
Enjoy.
Chapter Two
I stood, rigid with shock. What was Fang doing?!
I'd never thought of him as anything more than a brother, my best friend. My right wing man.
Did he think of me differently?
I broke away from him, casting my glance to the ever-darkening sky.
"Goodbye," I said shakily, flexing my wings and getting a running start before jumping into the sky.
My lips were still tingling.
Fang watched her fly off with a heavy heart.
"Look what you've done now," He cursed at himself, kicking a rock.
Why had he done that? Because he was an idiot, that's why.
But there was something else....
He loved her. More than as a sister, more than a member of the Flock.
Fang hadn't even been aware of just how much he loved her until then.
Now he was certain.
He was in love with her.
We bird kids all have a perfect sense of direction, which basically allowed me to switch to autopilot. And also allowed a lot of time for me to think.
Which would normally be a good thing.
This was one of the rare times it wasn't.
I couldn't say I wasn't angry. I was, in a way. Why had Fang done that? Why couldn't we just stay like we always had been?
Why did he have to go screw it all up?
The last thing I wanted in life was a boyfriend. Especially Fang.
The Flock came first. Only once they were safe and all that could I focus on my personal life. That's always been my moto.
But I also can't say it wasn't somewhat.... pleasant.
Okay, I'm officially insane. Bring on the straitjacket.
There's no way I could love Fang. Ever.
And there's no way he loved me. Could Fang even love? He barely even smiled. Not counting that half-smile thing he does sometimes, but an actual, teeth showing, smile. Never.
This was all way too confusing for a fifteen year old girl.
After a few hours in the air, I stopped for a mid flight snack, courtesy of the dumpster behind McDonald's.
Judging by the sun, it was almost eight when I reached my destination: A veterinary hospital.
Was this some kind of joke? A vet. Haha, very funny, Voice. What next? I'm suddenly going to feel the urge to use a statue as a bathroom?
Okay, irony set aside, what exactly was I supposed to do? Walk into this Dr. Martinez's office and ask her, "Do you happen to have a daughter that's part bird?"
Finding no other option, I actually did.
My baggy hoodie covered my wings pretty well, but still I was nervous as I walked toward the receptionist's desk.
"May I help you?" She asked politely.
"Um.. Yeah. Is Dr. Martinez in today?" I focused intently on keeping my wings close to my back.
"Yes. Do you have an appointment?" She eyed me curiously.
Think fast. Well, duh, Voice. "Uh, no. I was hoping on interviewing her for my school newspaper." Schools had those, right? I think they did.
"Okay, well you'll have to make an appointment. May I have your name?"
"Um..." I wracked my brain for an alias. "Faith Matthews."
"Okay, just a second," She dialed a number on the phone, and I could hear the dial tone.
"Hello?" I could easily hear the woman on the other side.
The receptionist murmured my "name" and some other information.
"Send her up."
The receptionist hung up, looking slightly distraught, and motioned for me to walk down a hall.
I found my way easily, taking a deep breath before opening the door marked: DR. Valencia Martinez.
Inside, a woman smiled at me from the desk.
"Welcome, Max." Only it wasn't the woman speaking.