Hey! I don't have school today, since it's like -10 degrees outside, so I'm updating!!:) I'll update both my stories, so read them PLEASE!! :) And this is Monday 3 weeks later, FYI. Hope you like it!

Oh, and, as a lot of you have asked, they will get wings in this story. Soon.

Disclaimer: if I was a 60-year-old(or however old he is) man named James Patterson, I would tell you. But I'm not, so this isn't mine.

I walked in the doors of the school, late. It was around 11, and school started at 8. My alarm hadn't gone off in time, so I missed the bus and had to wait for my mom to get a break from work to drive me.

Over the past 3 weeks, life had been getting a little better. Drew and I were even closer, and I was so close to everybody else that it felt like they were my real family. I loved hanging around them; we could have fun anywhere we went, no matter what. I seriously felt that they were even closer to me than I was with my mom and sister. Drew felt like the protective older brother, even though I was older than him. And sometimes, when he gave me that special little smile, my heart flip-flopped. I ignored it, since he was my best friend, nothing more. But it was happening more often now. And he was giving me those smiles and looks more, too.

I shook my head to clear those thoughts as I walked down the hall towards my class. I was supposed to be in History right now, a class I didn't have with Drew. But I had it with Gerik and Angel.

I opened the door tentatively, peeking my head in.

"And that was the medieval era's way of- why hello, Max. How nice of you to join us." My teacher said. I nodded and caught a glimpse of Angel and Gerik, sitting side by side, and they both smiled and waved a little. I smiled back. They were the sweetest kids ever, minus Gerik's uncanny way of getting in trouble and blowing things up with the bombs him and Ian made.

I sat down by Angel and tried not to fall asleep as the teacher droned on and on about medieval crap. Finally, the bell rang. I grabbed my bag and stood up to walk out the door.

"Max! Why were you late?" Angel asked, falling into step beside me with Gerik on her other side.

"Missed the bus. Had to wait for my mom to get a break." I explained.

"Ah. I get it. Hey, Drew told me to tell you to meet him. He said he had to tell you something." Angel said. "No idea what it is though. He said to meet-"

"Max! Hey!" I heard behind me. I swiveled my head, and there he was. I smiled and waved.

"Never mind, then. I guess he found you." Angel giggled.

"Yeah, I guess so. I'll catch you later." I told her, giggling a little myself.

"See ya!" she said, winking, then ran down the hall to catch up with another one of her friends.

"Hey, Drew." I said as he walked up to me. He smiled, and completely surprised me by pulling me into a hug. My eyes went wide and it took me a minute to remember that I should hug him back. I lamely put my hands on the small of his back just as he was letting go.

"I need to talk to you." He said as he grabbed my hand and started dragging me down to a hallway I had never seen before.

"Are you okay? What's happening? Drew?" I asked, and kept asking as he led me down halls after halls and up stairs, then through more halls. The old hallways were obviously unused, since they had dust everywhere and smelled like mold. He wasn't answering me though, and I kept asking him. Finally, I just stopped and wouldn't budge. "Answer me! Where are we going?" he turned around and looked me in the eyes.

"I need to talk to you. In private. And I have the perfect place to go." He told me, then turned back around and kept on dragging me. I let him this time.

He led me up one more flight of stairs then through another door, and a cold wind hit me in the face. I breathed it in; it was a relief from the musty old hallways. We were on a roof. But Drew still didn't stop. He led me around the corners of the building, and I saw that it was an extension in the back of the school. I had never noticed it before. The school was about 5 stories tall, so the roof was pretty high up.

"Drew… what is this place? How did you find it?" I questioned, fixated with the view from here. He brought me over to the far right corner, where I saw a sort of green house building. It had all glass around it that looked fogged a little, but I couldn't see anything inside.

"This, Max, is a roof. And this," he said sarcastically, then pointed to the glass house, "is our destination. A friend showed it to me a few years ago. I come up here every once in a while. Its… calming." He told me, staring at the little house.

"Yeah. Its peaceful up here." I agreed.

"Come on in." he gestured inside, and I followed him in. It was warmer inside, and smelled of soil and old plants, even a little mold. There was soil and a few wilted plants scattered around the floor. It was quiet and peaceful, besides the smell. There was a view of the rest of the school and a small lake far away from the building. A great place to think, or talk.

"This is amazing. So… peaceful…" I whispered.

"Yeah. It is. Max, I need to tell you something." he said, looking at his shoes.

"Shoot." He looked up, then looked me in the eyes.

"I-I-I… uh…" he seemed at a loss for words. My brow furrowed. He cleared his throat. "Do you remember how you told me that someone was following you, a few weeks ago?" I could tell he was going to say something else, but I let it go.

"Yeah. Of course I remember. Why?"

"Because. I was followed too. Last night, I went out for a run, and I felt him behind me. I got back home as soon as I could, and I saw the bushes move when I got home. I have a bad feeling that this means something. Jaz said she felt like someone was following her, too." he told me. My eyes were wide, and my mouth was open a little.

"No way. This is… crazy. What would anybody want with us? Its not like were special… not like we have something they want…" I whispered, stunned.

"No, I don't think we have anything they want. I have no idea, Max, but I don't think they're trying to sell us girl scout cookies." He said, and I giggled. He smiled, that special smile, and I blushed. Wait… why am I blushing? Its not like he likes me, or the other way around. He's my best friend, not my boyfriend. I shook my head. "But, that's not the real reason I brought you up here. I need to tell you something… or show you, actually." He whispered, staring at his feet like they were the source of all his problems.

"Drew? What do you need to…?" I trailed off as he stared into my eyes with an intensity I couldn't measure. "Um…" I backed up a few steps, staring into his entrancing gaze. He took a few steps toward me as I stopped, and his hand found my waist. For the second time, he was getting really close. I could feel his breath on my cheeks, and I noticed him glancing at my lips. "What are… you doing… Drew?" I breathed. I didn't really want to kiss him, since I didn't want things to be awkward between us at all. I liked things the way they were, and now he had to do this. I backed up even more until my butt hit the wall. It was cold and frosty, and I was starting to see my breath in front of my face mingling with his. "Drew…?" I breathed again, and I couldn't help glancing at his lips that were so close to mine. His nose bumped against mine, and I could feel the warmth emanating off him. His hand was still on my waist, and that area was on fire. Both of his hands moved towards my lower back, pulling me closer to him. His eyes moved from my lips to my eyes, and I was hooked. I forgot everything I was thinking about, how I didn't want to kiss him for fear of it being awkward between us, and everything except for how much I did want to kiss him. My brain shorted out, and I acted on instinct. I closed my eyes and leaned forward, and his lips met mine.

I swear I saw fireworks. My lips were on fire, and soon so was the rest of my body. It felt so good, since the air was freezing. Drew pressed me against the wall, and our lips moved in sync. I don't know how long we stood there, kissing, but soon I had to break for air. I kept my eyes closed, relishing in the feeling coursing through me.

"Max…" Drew breathed. My eyes opened slowly, meeting his dark chocolate ones. Suddenly, the nerves in my brain connected and I gasped. I kissed him. I kissed Drew! That was the one thing I planned not to do! It never ended well. And if I broke up with him or it went wrong, we wouldn't be friends again. And that was the one thing I wouldn't be able to handle. I couldn't lose him.

"I-I-I can't…" I whispered, pulling out of his grip and backing away towards the door. "N-no. No." I turned and ran out of the greenhouse, not daring to look back. I could tell I hurt and confused him; I could see it in his eyes. Before he could say anything I was running through the halls again, down the stairs, and trying to remember which way Drew had brought me. I heard him yelling my name a few times, but I just turned down another hall and hid from him.

The addition was like a labyrinth. Every hall looked the same, so I went deeper and deeper into the heart of the school. I didn't really want to get back to class, so I just spent the rest of the day trying to find my way out of the building.

By the time I finally did get home, it was around 5. I had to walk home since the buses were gone, and I didn't want to call anybody. My mom was freaking out when I walked through the door, saying the school called and they had no idea where I was. I spent the rest of the night cooped up in my room, staring out the window at nothing in particular. Finally, I fell asleep.

Alright!! Sorry if it seems a little weird, I didn't know how to word some things. REVIEW!!! I LOVE THEM BEARY VERY MUCH!!;D

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