Oh wow, I completely forgot to include a AN in the first chapter. I really should be sleeping more. xD

Im so happy I got such good responses on this! Thanks! Motivates me to write more. ;D

And to those who asked if Max had wings... Well you will just have to wait and see. Story is still young my friend!

Sorry for such a short chapter. This one is about half as long as the other. I just really wanted to get this AN up. I promise the rest will be longer and way more substantial than this.

Today was a Saturday. Ah, the joys of starting school on a Friday. Currently I'm laying snug under the covers in my bed, half awake and half asleep. I felt like I never wanted to get out.

But of course, I had to. That's life.

Mumbling to myself, I ripped off the heated bed covers and sat straight. I could feel that my brown-blonde hair was like a bird's nest at the moment. Reluctantly, I headed to the shower.

Since I had the time today, I decided I would go out for my morning run. I was just one of those people who needed to exercise daily.

After the shower I slipped on my tight black leggings, a snug tee-shirt, grabbed my iPod, and off I went. I hadn't run in this neighborhood yet, so I did a little exploring of all the roads and paths.

It was a nice area actually. Lots of green, and the air was fresh. I cranked up the volume on my iPod and sped up my pace. But for some weird reason, my back ached.

Fang POV

I looked outside my bedroom window. The entire room was painted a deep navy blue color, and the window was like a shining star in the middle of it all.

As I stared out, I noticed a girl my age jogging outside. Her legs were long and slim, and the shirt she was wearing showed off all of the right curves. Then I noticed something else.

It was Max. The hot girl running by was Max.

No! This was the snappy, bitchy, PMSing girl who I hated. And that's the end of the story.

As an idea popped up in my brain, I grinned.

Max POV

As I continued running, I got the feeling that I was being followed. I glanced behind me, and no one was there. I kept on my steady pace.

I got the spooky feeling again. This time I stopped, turned around, and stood still with my hands on my hips, looking everywhere for the possible danger. No one. Reluctantly I turned around and kept running.

It was a good 5 minutes before I was sure I felt a actual presence behind me. I snapped around and found myself face to face with the devil.

Fang.

"Fang! Quit that!" I yelled. A smirk graced his face as he put his hands up in "defense".

"Quit what? Breathing?"

"Argh! I just woke up and you've ruined my weekend already. Thanks a lot Fang, I appreciate it," I said, trying to make my face look sincere.

"No problem Maxie dearest, it's what I do,"

"How'd you do that anyway? Show up without me hearing?" I asked curiously. Fang looked a little anxious now.

"Well, you must be deaf, because I assure you I did not try to be quiet," Fang replied, obviously trying to cover up something. I looked at him suspiciously.

"Really? I assure *you* that my hearing is above average, and I would have heard you. So tell me Fang, how?"

"I sneaked up on you, tip toeing," Fang said in a 3 year old voice. I shook my head.

"I don't believe you, but whatever."

And with that, I walked back home.

It was around lunch time now. Mom (yes, I have started calling her Mom) had made me a grilled cheese sandwich along with some chocolate chip cookies. Yum.

As I ate on, Mom wiped her hands on a towel and came up to me.

"So Max, have you met our neighbors yet? The house next door has a boy around your age you know."

I mentally groaned at the thought of Fang.

"Yeah, I have met the boy. We share a couple of classes. I don't like him very much," I told her as nicely as I possibly could. I swear I was about to gag. Never mention that boy while I'm eating, at least while you're wearing nice clothes.

"Aww, how come sweetie? Tonight we will be formally meeting them, get to know him a little better," Mom said.

My eyes nearly popped out at this new news. Not only was my weekend ruined, my LIFE was ruined.

"Do I have to go?" I whined.

"Sorry Max, but it'd be rude not to."

Now not in my best mood, I put the dishes back into the dishwasher and headed back upstairs. When I got to my room, I flopped onto the bed and looked around.

My room was rather large. The walls were painted a light and neutral blue. I liked it a lot. In one corner was my desk and my bookshelf, near the window. In two other corners was a moon chair and a bean bag. Those were my two favorite reading places. Opposite of my bed was a small balcony that faced the balcony of Fang's house. Next to my bed was a large parrot cage, containing a colorful little Jenday conure who I called Drin. He was my best little bud. He was always there for me when I wasn't feeling at my best.

I decided to take Drin out. He was only two years old, but would live to be 40. As soon as I took him out of the cage he launched himself off my finger and flew a couple laps around the room. Oh how I wish I could fly like that. Even though he was contained inside a room, I could only imagine the freedom Drin must be feeling. When he was finished he landed back on my finger and begged to be petted. I started tickling those fluffy feathers on his head and he closes his eyes in content. He was really quite a cutie. Cheered me right up.

As I put Drin back inside his cage, my back was overwhelmed with this itching feeling. I really should get this checked out. It was becoming quite annoying. I tried my best not to itch, but no matter what I did, it just kept getting worse.

Fang POV

I reveled in the marvelous joy of soaring over the clouds. I extended my raven black wings to their fullest and let them carry me effortlessly. No one but Iggy knew about my secret.

Truth is, I belonged to a super rare and ancient race of avian-humans. Not many were left on this poor planet. The numbers kept dwindling downwards. I've never met another one besides Iggy himself. And I think I never will.