Chap. 5
The Flock Goes to School
"Max," I said coolly.
"Yes?"
"Why are you changing?"
"'Cause I look horrible in sweats."
She had such a high opinion of herself. (Sarcasm.) Max looked beautiful in anything.
"We have school today," I reminded her.
"Gah!" she cried. Obviously not. "I can't wear shorts to school!" she ran back into her room.
I chuckled. Yes, you heard right. The flock was going to school. Not THE School, mind. Normal school.
I made my way back down for breakfast, and pretty much finished my super sized toast, eggs, jam, and orange juice by the time Max came down.
"You look soo pretty!" Angel squealed.
"Thanks," said Max, blushing. Max BLUSHED?
She was pretty. She always was pretty. I heard Angel's high – pitched giggle in my mind. At least this school let us wear what we liked. Believe me, uniforms are not my thing.
"Alright, flock!" Max commanded in her 'leaderly' way. "We have school today." She made a face, but continued. "Since everyone is almost done eating, you have 10 minutes to get changed, eaten, and into the car. We're taking a 'it – stop at Starbucks, and if you aren't all in the van by then…" Max's voice trailed off suggestively.
Of course, that got everyone in the mini – van in about 2 seconds flat. Except Nudge, who took about 9 minutes and 50 seconds. If my watch is right.
A/N: I know this is a short chapter, but the next will be longer! I would appreciate any suggestions of what I should write next… I'm thinking Angel's POV at Starbucks. REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!