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Disclaimer: don't own max, or the flock, james paterson has that covered.
Chapter 2:
Fang POV
I watched Max fly away with the sun in my eyes. Then, all of a sudden, a drop of water fell on my face. I brought my hand up to where it had fallen and wiped it off my chin.
It's not raining, so why are there raindrops? I wondered. Then it came to me. A teardrop. Max's. Why is Max crying? I'm so rude to her sometimes that I'm surprised she didn't leave earlier.
I looked down at my moist hand, and sighed forlornly.
"Alright, guys. Let's get back to our rooms." I suggested more than commanded, but they obeyed anyways, with their heads hung low. I heard Gazzy whispering to Iggy about what was happening since the poor blind guy was clueless. I saw Iggy's face fall a little more each second.
Max POV
I flew up and away, as Buzz Lightyear would say, letting myself cry while the wind carried me away from my flock. Away from Fang, and Iggy, and Angel, and Nudge, and Gazzy. Tears blinded and blurred my vision, as I navigated my way around clouds. My thoughts drifted back to the few days when I had spent with Ella, and Dr. Martinez, when I had had my first homemade cookie. Those were so good, and soon I was craving one of those ooey-gooey chocolate chip cookies.
I flew for a few hours after leaving that small town in Oklahoma where I hoped the Flock still remained, and decided to rest for the night. I found a tall oak tree I could lean against for a few hours of rest. As the sun set, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier.
Fang POV
The Flock and I climbed the stairs up to our rooms and entered them sadly. I brought everyone into the room Iggy, Gazzy and I have been staying in for the last three days. It was a small room with two queen-sized beds taking up most of it. There was a bedside table between them, a desk in the far corner with a swiveling chair, and an overstuffed armchair in the corner across from it.
I stood by the wall with the bathroom door. Iggy and Gazzy sat down on the bed to my left, whiled Nudge and Angel sat on the one to my right.
All of a sudden, Nudge blurted, "Where's Max going? Why did she leave us? Will she come back? I miss her alre-"
"Nudge." Iggy said softly letting her know that she was talking too much…again.
"I can't answer any of those questions." I said trying to sound secure, "I can't read her mind." I turned to Angel. Did you hear anything?
The petite girl looked down at her knees, and hesitated before her mumbled, "Nope."
I didn't know whether she was lying or if she was just too sad.
I sighed. "Well, guys. I need you to stay here while I try to find her."
All eyes shot up. I ground my teeth back and forth. "Igg's in charge. Listen to him and do what he's says."
Unless it involves blowing up the Earth, I thought as I walked out of the door.
I reached the rooftop and took in the direction Max had.
Look out Max, here I come.