The Way You Make Me Feel

It was fuzzy when my eyes began to open, a black wall that was just beginning to break.

"Angel?" I asked, a cold hand touched my for-head.

"Shhh, Max. Lay back down." Fang pushed my shoulders back.

I shot up. "Where's Angel? I need to find her? WHERE IS SHE?!?" I demanded.

"Well, for starters, let's lay back." Fang's muscular hands shoved me down. "Now, Max. What exactly are you worried about?"

I starred at him. I could feel tears pulling at my eyes. "Angel."

"And why are you worried about her?" he stroked my cheek.

"Because, she's out there! Here-in the woods…or by a fence-or something. Um, Fang? Where am I?"

Fang laughed. "You're in the hotel."

"Exactly! So we have to find Ang-what?"

"Maximum. Your safe. We're all here. See?" He pointed to the flock.

"Angel!" I shot out of bed. Slamming into her.

"Wait, why the hell did you run away? Do you know how scarred I was? How worried?"

"I'm sorry Max, but I had to solve the Itex proposal."

"Proposal?"

"Well, Fang said," I glared over at him. "That," Angel continued. "The eraser's aren't following us, and the Itex guards basically let you guys go…"

I stepped back from Angels grasp, not realizing that she was basically holding me up. I fell over. "Come on!" I muttered. Gazzy immediately reached down to help me up. "No, no, no." I said. Picking myself up. "I'm going to go…take a flight." I said, dusting myself off and grabbing my bag.

I shut the door to the bathroom and showered. Nudge came in as I was brushing my teeth.

"You want some help?" She asked holding up a the Clinique bag.

* * *

Fifteen minutes later, after Nudge finished transforming me into a supermodel, I took off into flight.

The sky was blue, with a cool breeze coming from the ocean. I sighed, and flipped a couple times. A perfect day for flying.

I stopped at the beach. I quick dip could just help. (Did I mention I could breathe underwater now?)

I swam downwards away from the families enjoying the clear water. The coral began to deepen in color. A glint of light on my right caught my eye. (Oh that rhymes!) It was a golden color, gleaming in the sunlight. I swam forward as fast I could. The current picked up sand and other objects every second, and I didn't want this opportunity to float away.

The object was covered in sand. Covered except for the part that I saw. I dove into work, and began digging.

As I pulled the golden object out, I realized that it had a whole in the middle and a diamond on the top. It was a ring.

But the amazing part was the back. A small cursive engraving.

I love you Maximum Ride-Fang.