Chap. 6

The Flock Goes to School Part 2

Angel POV

School! Believe it or not, I loved the school we went to back in Virginia, even though Sam turned out to be an Eraser (A/N: Whoaa, shocker!) and Max and Fang getting all jealous.

Yup. Jealous. They were for a matter of fact, unable to admit they had feelings for each other.

I whistled as I skipped into Starbucks. I adore that place.

"Max, can you get me a latte?" I used my little – girl voice.

"What kind, honey?"

"Any!" I cried happily.

"Do you want a small or a medium?" asked Max.

"Uh, a large?" I suggested hopefully.

Max shook her head. "No way."

I sighed. "Okay." Max was really stubborn sometimes.

I nabbed a table before the group behind s could. "C'mon, guys," I told the flock. They all sat, except for Max and Fang who were tensely searching for all of the exits.

Relax, I thought to them. Go get our orders. Grudgingly, they trudged off.

Then it happened. There they are, I heard. Project C – 11431. Oh, no! Erasers! I located Max and the Flock's thoughts, and told them, Erasers!

Max POV

Fu –I mean, darn it. My first instincts were to get the hell outta there, but I kept my cool.

How many? I asked Angel.

Uh, 2?

I was confused. So little?

They just dropped by for coffee, Angel explained. And then they recognized us.

I had a sudden urge to laugh. Who knew Erasers drank coffee?

They're thinking of a way to ambush us. Slight pause. Ig wants to blow 'em up.

No, I thought firmly, too many people. Okay here' what we do. Angel, you give them an irresistible urge to go to the 'bathroom', and then we bolt, 'kay?

Sure!

As soon as the door to the Men's' room swung shut, we were all running for exits.

"Okay," I told the flock. "We're leaving the car here and flyin' it to school today."

Fang gave me his 'whatever' look, and handed me my espresso.

"Huh?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"I got all the coffees when you were 'planning'," he explained, smirking.

I rolled my eyes but nevertheless took my coffee. If he smirks another time, I'll sock him in the face.

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