I'm late at updating again...it's a miracle that i manage to turn in papers on time. In sadder news my dog died, but I guess thats better than her being put down. Oh and I've decided to name the chapters so I don't have to worry about 7 being 6 and such.

Misty POV

We flew for a couple of hours. I managed to keep up with everyone else to my surprise, and I'm they were surprised as well but everyone was great at hiding it. Except Total who could barley keep up himself.

"No one ever bothered to teach me how to fly, and yet you teach the new girl whose only been flying once. I've been able to fly for a full week now and no one offered to help me." he huffed.

"Yeah maybe that was because you growled at anyone who tried," Iggy said. That shut him up. He sulked in silence for the rest of the flight. Around midday we stopped at a fast food place and ate ginormous amounts of food. Flying really made you hungry. About ten o'clock we landed in a random forest, somewhere in one of the middle states. I managed to land with out hitting a tree and/or landing on my face. Though I did almost stumble into a bush. I sat around feeling useless as the flock gathered firewood and set up camp. It was taking a while and I had nothing to do so I opened my laptop and clicked open the Internet. Might as well see what people were saying about my disappearance.

Buffalo News

The police have found no leads on the disappearance of Misty Stevens. The thirteen-year-old was reported missing early this morning. So far, police officials seem to think the girl just ran away, but no one can find a significant reason for her to. Parents, Steve and Margret Stevens seem to think she was kidnapped even though there is no evidence of a struggle, yet there are many reasons for someone to kidnap her. The Stevens family has been discovered to be multi-millionaires, yet no one seems to know where all this money came from. This may-

I stopped was all a bunch of crap, which meant that no one knew where I was or what had happened. That was a good thing. The less chance of being found, the better. I decided to look up the School since it seemed to be relevant to the wings thing and no one had bothered to explain after Total interrupted. The results popped up on Google. Illegal experimentation. . . destroyed by flock. . . run by Itex. . . blah blah blah evil blah experiments blah I love Fang! blah fang and flock saved us. . . By-Half plan? Whatever that was. Oh wow, Fang's Blog, either someone was crazy obsessed enough to pretend they were he was stupider than I though. Didn't they know you could trace computers? I clicked on it if it was the real thing it might tell me something, if not I could use a good laugh.

I read through the first few posts. Apparently the School had experimented on them and gave them wings, Itex ran the school and most of the world until the flock destroyed it and it's plans to eliminate most of the world's population. Lovely, I got my laptop from an evil company that wanted to run the world, although I guess a lot of people got stuff from them, so I wasn't alone in supporting global disaster. I read about the flock's time in Antarctica (thank God I meant them after that, I like snow but Antarctica?). I also learned that Fang had stolen a fancy Itex laptop with an untraceable signal much like mine, except if I had to guess I'd bet his wasn't baby blue and drawn on with sharpies. My parents never got over the fact that I decorated the fancy laptop in plain old sharpies. They thought I should have got a professional to do it. I didn't even know if there was a such thing as a professional laptop decorator but I was pretty good at drawing and I liked the way it looked.

"Hey Misty! You hungry?" I nodded.

"Famished." I closed the laptop and walked over to the fire. Iggy was cooking something. The blind guy cooks? I decided not to comment. After I ate a delicious dinner of poptart on stick (slightly burnt but not half bad considering the "stove" we were using). I only had one question I wanted answered before I gave into exhaustion.

"Why did my wings just appear but you guys have had yours all your lives?" Max paused while she was setting out a sleeping bag.

"We don't know. Maybe something went wrong in an experiment. The whitecoats didn't know everything as much as they liked to think they did."

"But why would they keep me alive? Why give me back to my parents? I read Fang's Blog, I don't think they were the kind of people who would just let me go if something was wrong."

"Who knows? They had tons of deluded evil plans they never got around to completing. We might be able to find out tomorrow. Now go to sleep, your going to need it tomorrow." Her tone was that of a mother assuring a child everything would be okay.

"Goodnight," I mumbled then drifted off to sleep

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Pop. Pop. POPPOPPOPPOPPOPPOP!!!!!!!!!!!

Ugh what was that noise? I turned over onto my face and reached over to pull my pillow over my head. And found myself face down in dirt. Oh right, I wasn't in my room, I was in the middle of nowhere with no idea what was going down. Spitting the dirt out of my mouth, I sat up and rubbed my bleary eyes.

Pop. Pop Pop. Pop. I almost screamed. What was that freaking noise?!

"Finally. Your up, that makes three of us." I turned to see Max and Fang sitting by the dying fire while popping popcorn. So that's what the popping noise was.

"Why are you popping popcorn this early? It's-" I stopped. I had no idea what time it was.

"5 am," Fang supplied helpfully.

"Yes 5 am, why would you possibly want popcorn at this hour?" Wait. . . "5 am!" I shouted. "Why were you trying to wake me up at 5 am?!"

"Because were leaving," Max answered. "And popcorn is very effective in waking people up. Kicking works well too."

"Whatever, let's just get where ever were going so I can go back to sleep."

And that was chapter six. The Academy experiments won't be showing up in the next 1-3 chapters. Hope you liked it. Reviews are always apreciated.