Hmmm…so I'm sitting here, trying to remember what happened in the last chapter…because, you know, it's been forever since I posted…OH, yeah! THAT'S what happened…and THAT'S what I was gonna do! He, he –rubs hands evily…
Not So Random Random Quote of The Chappie: She will chase you around for a while, but there's going to be a day when she stops running in circles around you. She's going to get over you and at that moment you're going to wish you had let her catch you.
Hmmm, I love that one. It's my Eric quote. Yes, I've already 'replaced' Noah. JK. No, Eric has a girlfriend, so we basically have no chance. But I know he likes me because of the things he tells my friends. Oh well.
Disclaimer: I'm lazy. don't wanna put one in here. i don't own. be happy.
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"You ready?" I asked Iggy. We were standing across the street from the house that could belong to Iggy's real dad.
"i'm scared," he whispered.
"if you weren't i'd know you were nuts."
"i feel so loved…" he murmured back.
"Are we gonna stand here creeping random people on the street out or are we actually gonna talk to him?" Fang asked
With Fang, Iggy, and I leading the way, we slowly walked up to the house. Fang reached the door first and knocked hesitantly. He stepped back and slipped an arm around my waist. I looked up and smiled at him, then leaned my head on his shoulder (Aww…had to put that in there.). There was a shuffling sound from behind the door and then it opened. The guy who stood there looked EXACTLY like Iggy. Seriously. Okay, minus the wings. But I mean, down to the height. Perfect match.
"Can I help you?" The man asked. Everyone looked at me expectantly.
I stepped forward, smiling. "Hello, sir. My name is Max, and…" I took a deep breath. "I think we found your son, James. You lost him 14 years ago?"
The man stared at me, then at Iggy, and them back to me. "What do you mean?"
"It's a long story, but to put it quickly, he was taken as a baby, and the doctors told you he was dead. We all were." The man looked at all of us. "We've been looking for our parents for a while, and you were the second one we found," I tried to explain without giving too much away.
The man looked at Iggy, studied him, really. I could only imagine how uncomfortable he was. "Please. Come in."
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Okay. Yeah, Sorry. Short chappie. Sorry. But hey, it's better than nothing, right?
Peace. Love. Jonas.