Flying is amazing. Just ask any random bird kid you see on the street. In seconds, my golden- brown wings unfurled themselves. I push down, hard and coasted into an air pocket. I flew on instinct for a while, thinking.
You are being irrational. The thought that wasn't my own came to me.
Mason.
I decided to stop for him, in a big palm. He landed softly beside me.
"They're just kids, Justeen. They need to be…stable…somehow," He reminded me gently.
"I know. They just… ugh, I don't know. They don't think. They don't move on instinct. They move on their own desires."
"And that is because they are… wait for it… kids. They don't think, yes. But, Ange, Gabe, Theris, Francine, Dessi… you wouldn't leave them. You couldn't. Ever." For some reason, that made me smile.
"Okay, you're right," was all I said. I reached down and grabbed his hand. "Lets get back before someone starts a riot."
And we flew off to find our family.
Okay people! Please comment on my progress! Give me new ideas! Should Justeen and Mason be just friends or BF and GF, like in Max Ride?
What should I do with the other kids? Should Fran turn on the group?
Thanks!