Hey everyone. I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow to celebrate turkey day with relatives. Sounds look oodles of fun. So my handy dandy notebook and me are off for the big city, to observe and be observed (preferably by cute guys…) ok, I'm done now.
I gripped Zane's arm as Talon rounded the corner with Logan right behind him. He had managed to lean far enough forward to have the chunk of hair Logan was holding rip out. Ouch. He was definitely putting on the speed now.
Talon caught up to the other runners, and quickly passed them. He was about twelve feet from the finish line when one of the other runners stuck their foot out in front of him.
A normal person would have fallen. A normal person would have been on their face. A normal person would not have leaped five feet up in the air to avoid it, and sail across the finish line.
I felt Zane wince as I drove my nails into his arm. Zane started rubbing the circle in-between my wings, which were still smaller than his.
"Whoops. Sorry." I looked up at Zane, expecting to see him angry. But then I remembered Zane was never angry with me.
"It's ok. We gotta go talk to Talon. As in now." Zane quickly stood up, pulling me down the bleachers with him. A senior carrying a Coke stood up right as I stepped down, and turned bursting his Coke all over my top and face. I blinked my eyes quickly, trying to get the Coke out. Dang, that hurt.
"What's your problem dude? Can't you see we're walking here?" I saw Zane go up to the guy, staring him down.
"Zane, let it go." I did not want to be in the middle of a fight right now.
"Dude, she looks hot now. Her shirt's nearly see through." The guy knocked fists with one of his buddies. Zane launched himself at him.
"Don't-you-ever-talk-like-that-to-her-or-around-her-or-dangit-about-her-again." Zane glared a glare my father would have approved of.
"Ok dude. She's your girlfriend. I get it."
Zane's ears turned red at this. "She's not…she's…" He stumbled.
"Actually…I am his girlfriend." I stepped around them, pulling Zane with me. "Can we go now?"
Zane just nodded as I pulled him down to get Talon.
By the time we reached him, the triplets were whining their feet hurt, Zane was still a little out of it, and I was getting ready to spaz if we did not get out of here soon.
I walked up to Talon, who was surrounded by some of his track buddies, grabbed his earlobe, and started walking away. I heard his friends laughing.
"Dude, your sister should join the wrestling team. She's got serious guns." One of the jocks was eyeing up my arm. Zane quickly glared at him, stepping in between the jock and me.
"We are leaving now." I pulled them all out to the parking lot.
Sorry I stopped there without answering the Fang questions, but I wanted to do the next chapter in Talon's POV. And I'm leaving like right now. My parents are yelling at me, and my sister's already in the car. I'll post the next chapter on Friday or Saturday, when ever we get back. Sorry!