Author's note: AH! So, hello, again... Yes, it has been a while, but given the situation about my computer, I honestly thought I'd be finished with this story by now and instead I've made no progress past chapter 30-whatsit. So, hopefully in the next 2 weeks, I'll be getting a new laptop, and FINGERS CROSSED, the other chapters I'd written will have been saved. However, if that's not the case, I'll have to rewrite and then complete it all, which may take some more time. Gosh, I know, it's annoying even myself! SO please try to bear with me, and I hope you enjoy the story! :)

"Ethan, I think you should come in here and see this!" Sarah shouted from his computer desk.

Ethan had left the room momentarily to grab a drink for himself, while the two had been working for a few hours on angel research. They started right after school, with Ethan leading the research as Sarah finished up her homework. Once that had been completed, the two sat together at the desk, one flipping through books as another surfed the internet.

Finally, Sarah was convinced she'd found something legitimate. Ethan entered the room with a can of soda, setting it down on the desk in front of Sarah. His arm rested on her chair, his face next to hers looking at the computer.

"What did you find?" he asked.

Sarah found herself a little distracted by the distance between herself and Ethan. "Um, well when I searched for 'iridescent wings', instead of angels, the first thing that popped up was this stuff about fairies. Here, read this. 'Some believe fairies to be fallen angels, with their most noticeable difference being iridescent wings. Most fairies in myth have been known to protect, and hail from, forests. They are usually beautiful and exotic looking, with strange colored eyes and pale skin. They have innumerous abilities ranging from invisibility, to dexterity, and an affinity for flowers and plants.'"

Ethan glanced down towards Sarah, who had turned in her chair to face him. "I think we may finally be onto something."

Her hand, placed on the back of the chair, accidentally grazed his hand. They stared at each other for a long moment, as Sarah took in things she hadn't noticed about him before. The way the light hit his eyes, making them glint. The little freckle on his cheek. Was that a little more muscle tone in his arm?

Ethan's phone started going off on the table in front of them, and they both jumped with a start. Benny had finally texted back. "Oh, no, just text me five hours later. No big deal," Ethan said to his phone, perturbed.

Reading the text, his attitude shifted from annoyance to shock. "Well, it seems Benny's been doing some research of his own," he said, showing Sarah the text.

Earlier

"So let me get this straight," Benny finally said, after about two minutes of just gaping at Fayette. "You're not an angel? But you are a pixie?"

She nodded solemnly, as if the news was going to shock him. "Do you even know what Fayette means?...'Little fairy'."

"So, a pixie or a fairy?"

"Honestly, it's all the same. Some of us prefer being called pixies, some prefer fairies. There's this bunch that I know that even call themselves the Winged Elf Bunch. WEB for short."

"And the pixie haircut...?"

"No. Truthfully, I just liked the irony. Or coincidence. Or...whatever."

"So, let me relay this back to you. You can turn invisible. You are Princess Fayette of the pixies, betrothed to Prince Rowan of the Treefolk. Rowan is evil, trying to set free a bunch of tree people. You're not evil, trying to protect your future kingdom and all humanity. And the moral of this story is, you attend high school and cannot kiss me." He said the last bit slowly, as if trying to make a point.

"At least you noticed the finer points of my...fairy...tale," Fayette giggled, winking.

"I think you just out-cheesed me. But really, why do you go to school?"

Fayette shrugged, her attention suddenly very focused on the fabric of her bedpost. She twirled it in her fingers, before answering. "As the first daughter, I have a choice. Give my title over to one of my younger siblings and be free, or marry Rowan and never be a part of the human world. If I don't marry Rowan, though, I'm disappointing my kingdom, who for centuries have relied on the Treefolk, just as they've relied on us. And if I can't be a part of the human world, which I've grown up loving, I just know a part of me would regret it forever. All these places on my wall that I've always wanted to visit would just remain pictures taken by someone else of their memories there."

"So you have younger siblings?"

"Yeah, a brother and a sister. They live in the rooms down the hall. Sometimes I feel like I'm too young to be making these decisions for them, but my sister has always wanted to be queen. And my brother already has it in him to be High Ruler, if he needs to be. Wow, I feel like I'm even boring myself talking about this."

"No, it's not boring. But I have to ask, is it safe for me to tell Ethan at least?"

Fayette smiled. "Considering he already half knows, yes. Do you wanna get out of here?"

"Right after I text Ethan."

"Benny says Fayette's going to come over tomorrow night while you're babysitting. He says she trusts us, which is good. I just can't believe we spent so much time tonight doing all this research, when he was being told everything directly from her."

"Yeah, and it'll give us all some time to get to know the girl Benny has been falling for," Sarah said smiling.

"At least one of us is having luck in the love department," Ethan said without thinking.

Sarah gulped, unsure why that statement even made her react. Was that jealousy? Hurt? Anger? She couldn't quite comprehend what she felt, but it didn't make her feel too great.

"I should probably go... It's, um...getting kind of late..." She grabbed her bag from the bed, avoiding his eyes as she tried to leave the room.

"Oh, okay. Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow night."

"Why is that?" Her back was turned to him as she stood near the doorway.

"Because it's Friday," Ethan chuckled. "You should be used to the routine by now."

"Yeah, well, see you then."

"Is everything okay?" Ethan asked, putting his hand on her shoulder. She brushed him off.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

Sarah left the house in a huff, wondering why on Earth she was so mad. It honestly didn't make any sense to her. That comment Ethan made about love. What did he even mean by that? She rolled her eyes just thinking about it. Not even paying attention to where she walked, she nearly ran right into someone. A certain tall, slender someone who she did not want to be running into late at night, or any time of the day, for that matter.