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Phoebe thought about Dekka's question, and then she saw Caine come out onto the balcony. 'Watch this,' she elbowed Dekka, pulling off her purple jacket and long knitted jumper with wing holes to reveal the tight white short top beneath. The back of the sleeveless top was pulled up slightly by her wings that came out of her lower back. Her black jeans were loose enough to allow her to clamber up onto the rail.
The other three teenagers moved to the rail to watch, intrigued. She balanced herself on the balls of her feet with her arms out like a scarecrow, and then she dived over the edge as if she were diving into a swimming pool- if a concrete floor five stories below could ever be a relaxing swimming pool. After a few meters she unfolded her wings and gracefully arced back up before circling back up to the balcony.
Phoebe saw that Edilio was on the balcony and she dived again after waving. Her pale hair whipped in the wind as the ground grew closer only for her to do a back flip in the air and push down with her wings to launch back into the sky. She enjoyed the thrill for two more dives before landing on the handrail and smiling at her new found friends. That was when she sensed something was wrong and ran to the side of the balcony where you could see the rest of the town.
'What's wrong?' Caine questioned as Andrew and Dekka followed Phoebe- he walked slowly over to see what she was pointing at. Black vans zooming down the road to their abandoned apartment block and a helicopter hovering closer by the second.