She looked at me her eyes soft, took her hand from mine, and with all the strength she possessed slapped me across the face. She then turned on her heel and raced out in to the night air, streaking away from me. That was the last straw, all that I could handle. I had been the rock for so long, that I had finally cracked. I started to cry, not just tinsy little baby blubbers, but all out screams of anguish, while tears flowed freely from my eyes. I cried over Max, the School, never knowing my parents, I cried for hours until the dawn rose and the mid day sun beat down heavily on the Arizona desert floor.
I missed school, but why did I care. I had just cried for the first time in my life, spoken more in the last 12 hours than I had in over a month, and asked Max to be my girlfriend. I pulled my IPhone from my pocket, for the first time realizing I had over a thousand txt messages. Some were from the flock checking up on me, others were from my group of friends at school asking where I was. But the vast majority were from Girls at school who heard what I did to Dylan and wanted to go out with me, still others were from Dylan and his group of wannabe gangsters, telling me just how bad I was gonna get it when I showed up from school. In total there were 1,273 new messages on my phone, and not one of them was from Max.
I took a running jump out of the cave, spread my cramped wings and flew off towards the house. I grabbed my window sill, refolded my wings and crawled into my room. My Message center was overloaded. I hit the ignore button for the moment, stripped and fell into bed.
I lay naked on my bed, face up, not wanting to face the world because I knew I couldn't handle it. There was a knock on my door, I covered up and yelled the all clear. Angel walked into my room, put her hand on my forehead, and told me it was going to be ok. With that she walked out and shut my door behind her.
Angel has the ability to read minds, and also to control them, I didn't know whether to be scared or relieved about Angel's prophecy.
I lay back down on the bed and stared at a dot on the ceiling that faded in and out of focus. With that Gazzy and Ig waltzed into my room, sat on my bed and stared down at me. Gaz looked ready to explode and Iggy was contemplative. Suddenly Gazzy exclaimed "Oh my god, dude your story is all over the whole school, even Junior High. All the girls want to date you, and everyone wants to be your friend. Except for Dylan and his goons but who cares. You are the new most popular guy in school." With that he up and left, leaving Iggy there on the foot of my bed. Without a word he left the room, leaving in his place a small note
"Fang, I don't know how to say this but, I don't like you. You are a great friend and the perfect wingman. But I could never be your girlfriend. Dylan can give me all I ever wanted and so much more than you ever could. Please stay away. Take care of the flock and yourself. I am leaving you in charge, I am going to live a normal life now. Tell the flock I am sorry, as for you FUCK OFF!"
Max
I could not believe what I just read, the note dropped to the floor. If I could have cried I would have but I had no tears left. Max had left me and the flock for Dylan and what she thought was a normal life.
I reached for my cell phone, threw on faded jeans, t-shirt, hoodie, socks and headed down stairs. I shoved my feet into my shoes and walked out the door without a word. I called a friend and got a cab into the city. I pulled up in front of an endorsement office, and walked through the wide double doors. I was met at the elevator by Martina Stevens or Marty as she liked to be called. Marty was my agent, I was the only one of the flock that had one. Due to my blog and my status as an Avian American, I needed some protection. But today I was going for glamour. Seventeen, Men's Health, andnumerous other magazines wanted me for a photo shoot. I scheduled everything and thanked Marty.
I walked out with an unlimited Black Visa. First I hit the Chevy car lot. I bought a black Chevy Camaro GS. Tinted windows and chrome fittings, the interior was black leather with all the works. Valencia had made me and Max get our permit's and then licenses upon returning to the states. Then I Drove to Walmart and bought about 100 white t-shirts both normal and v-necked. I arrived at the mall scoped out Abercrombie, Aeropostale, and Hollister with precision entered, and bought about $300 dollars worth of clothes at each store. I then ran up $5,000 buying Aviators, shoes and jackets. A quick stop at the hair dressers finished out my look. I came home with a hot look as she called it. I must admit it looked awesome. I took all my stuff to my room put it away, and proceeded to sit on the bed reading the note.
I awoke the next morning, with the note clutched in my hand. I folded it carefully and placed it in my wallet. I proceeded to get dressed. Black silk boxers, form fitting mold to your ass Abercrombie faded jeans, a white V-neck t-shirt, Air Jordan Stealth shoes and leather jacket. I rubbed some gel though my hair, shook my head like a dog and my look was complete. I left a note telling the flock to catch the bus, and I angled myself into my new car and drove to school.
I pulled into the drive, Dutch Brothers Blended Kicker in hand, stepped out of the car, slid the Aviators on and beeped it shut behind me. Everyone looked my way, girls crowded me right and left while boys kept their distance. I pushed my way into home room, searched for a pencil and came up with a handful of phone numbers, I stuck them all in the pocket of my book bag and pulled out a binder. Max sat directly next to me, leaned into my ear and whispered "hey handsome, your new here, wanna come over so I can show you around town tonight." Wow Max flirting with the new kid, you seem to have gone through Dylan fast, I thought to myself.
I took my glasses off looked at her and flatly stated "Nope I think I know my way around pretty well, darling. Max you need to come home"
Max sat back clearly startled with my new look, "Wow Fang, dayum boy you clean up good, you ain't ever looked this fine." She ruffled my hair and sat back in her chair.
Was it really that easy to get Max home? I slipped her the note she left me attached to another
What is this then Max? There is no way, if you sent Iggy this to give to me that you would come home this easy. What do you make of it?
Fang
Fang that is not my writing, let alone I would never say that to you, I could never bear to leave the flock. Plus I would never tell you to fuck off, as a matter of fact this looks like Dylan's writing. I bet he said that it was from me to make you mad and get all huffy. Fang I think you would make a great BF it was just too much for me, because as much as I didn't want to believe it Dylan is cheating on me.
Max
Oh Max I am so sorry, I need you at home. I am all out of whack, I cried when you ran out on me. I couldn't handle it, being all alone like that. We need you Max. Please come home?
Fang
Fang, of course I am coming home, just as soon as I dump Dylan. I don't suppose you could bum a ride from one of your friends for me could you? Pretty please with sugar on top?
Max
I can do better than 'bum' a ride from a friend. I called in a favor or two from Marty and got an endorsement that came with an unlimited Black Visa, so I bought a car and new wardrobe. So I can give you a lift home.
Fang
Oh FANG! You are gonna hear about this when we get home mister. Wait, what kinda favors?
Max
I am doing some photo shoots as a model for Seventeen, Men's Health and for Areopostale.
Fang
PS I still need your answer from two nights ago
Oh, ok only as long as it is not as a bird kid I will let you get away with it. Your answer is yes Fang. I love you, now all I need to do is get rid of Dylan and it will all be good.
Max
Before I could reply, the teacher told us to stop writing notes, and that we would receive detention after school tomorrow.