Chapter
I sat with Natella and Lily, Lily was signing, and Natella was teaching me what the signs meant.
Leaf, apparently still freaked out about the 'girls' day, as he called it, was watching Iggy building bombs.
I winced, as Leaf asked if he could make one. Iggy shot me a grin, and waved Leaf over. I sighed, but went back to learning the signs.
Fang was watching me. I knew because of my neck hairs standing on end-that only he could do. I didn't look around.
There was a bang, and smoke, and the smell of burning sheets.
Fang leapt over the couch, and pulled Iggy and Leaf back, checking them over before grabbing the big bowl with fruit on the counter, and filling it up with water, throwing it over the bed.
"How did that happen?" He said, aware of Max's eyes on him.
"I-I-I-" Leaf swallowed, "I think...that I did it"
"How?" Iggy said
"I-I don't know" Leaf said, "My hand felt hot-I-I think fire was in it-"
"Great" Max said, "Fire control"
"Max!" Natella said, reading a flyer on the table in the room, "there's a music night tonight!"
I was vague remembering the last music night. Iggy shot me a look, clearly remembering too.
I fought with myself. One one hand, I didn't want to get embarrassed again. On the other, Natella was looking at me, hope in her eyes at something she'd probably never experienced before.
"Alright, we can go" I said
"Yay!" Natella said, and Lily signed the same thing.
Was I going to regret this? Maybe. But, the looks of excitement on Natella and Lily's faces, made it worth it.
"Don't you dare" Iggy said, but Fang wasn't listening.
"Oh, god, he's going to do it!" Leaf said
"He's beyond crazy!" Iggy said
Fang stood up, Iggy tried to pull him down, but he'd already stepped aside.
Lily saw this, and started to sign-but neither Max, nor Natella were watching.
"I can't not look at it" Leaf said
Max stared, frozen as Fang appeared on the stage. And Began to sing.
"Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose "
Half-way through, Max wasn't there any more. She ran up to the room, unable to bare it.
