Well, I don't own anything JP invented except for Nudge...illegitimately...blah
Anyway, this is just filler stuff 'cuz I had writer's block. Fun stuff coming next chappie
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Golden POV
Six hours, fourteen hamburgers, and a few hundred dollars later, we were all showered, clothed and fed. I actually knew what everyone looked like now.
Nudge had tried to convince me to buy a corset top from Hot Topic, just to see Iggy's reaction when Angel projected me wearing it into his mind, but I declined. I ended up with a secondhand guitar and case, a few pairs of jeans, new converse, combat boots, a few tees, a windbreaker, some makeup (blame Nudge...I didn't want it, but I wasn't as opposed to it as Max), a haircut and underneath it all, (shudder) a lacy blue bra and underwear, again thanks to Nudge.
Max, Fang, Iggy, Gazzy and I were sitting in Dr. Martinez's guest bedroom. Nudge, Angel, and Ella were hanging out in Ella's room. We were all wearing new clothes with new haircuts, and we looked pretty damn good if I did say so myself.
Max wore a pair of light wash skinny jeans that highlighted her legs and a tight olive green tee shirt. She'd gotten her hair cut in a short, feathery bob that kept it off of her face and highlighted her fierce chocolate brown eyes. Fang wore black...duh...a black Nirvana tee and black semi skinny jeans. His black hair was cut about chin length in a classically 'emo' style. Gazzy wore a bomber jacket and loose jeans, with his hair buzzed. He looked very...him, very cute aggressive little pyromaniac. Iggy looked perfect in dark wash semi skinny jeans and a black and red flannel button down shirt. His hair was layered slightly so it fell across his face effortlessly and showed off his one pierced ear. They had trimmed my hair and layered it harshly, the shortest layers hitting at my earlobes. I had gotten my septum pierced a few months ago, and found a simple ring for cheap. I wore a gray burnout shirt with a menswear vest and dark, supper skinny jeans.
"We should get going early tomorrow. I would like to get to DC as soon as possible," Max said. Nobody really paid attention, though. Fang was on his computer, I was playing with the new guitar, Iggy and Gazzy were whispering back and forth, and Max was just kind of sitting there in a leader-ish way, planning or something. I felt like a really normal person...and that was saying something.
Fang shrugged. "Sure. Why wouldn't we?" he replied.
"True. Do you think we can make it to DC in one day?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's a twelve hour flight no breaks, so that makes for about 18 hours with breaks. We can do it,"
"Well, then we'll leave early tomorrow. I'll go tell Nudge and Angel to get ready and go to bed. You guys should too. We're in for a long flight tomorrow."
We settled on the floor and the bed. Nudge and Angel slept in Ella's room, and we divided up the room.
Gazzy, being the smallest, ended up in the small twin bed, while the rest of us were forced to fend for ourselves on the floor. Max laid right beside the bed, and Fang right beside her. Iggy stretched out on the other side of the bed, and I curled up next to him. I fell asleep holding his hand.