Finally a Saturday with floods and tornadoes destroying everything around me. We didn't have school all week last week because a tornado crushed a town in our county. And all my favorite stores where my mom works are closed because of flooding! A shoe store and had a flood even had a sale to get rid of shoes. EWW! Who would want shoes that had been though a flood? NOT ME! The woman we found it out from said her mother went to the sale the day before and got about $1,000 worth of shoes for only $150! MAJOR SALE! Like I'm going to it anyway. The place smells like a sewer and people buy black shoes that turned out they were supposed to be white. GROSS!

Journal NOT a Diary!

Max's Journal

May 13, 2010

I still couldn't get over Fang's new power. He could SEE the future in his SLEEP! Who wouldn't want that?

After we all got over the whole Cindy-is-evil, break-in, Max-almost-dying thing, we finally got some well-needed sleep. I kept hoping Fang would have another dream, we could really use an inside look right now.

The next morning I woke up in sweat. I got dressed and walked to the kitchen. Fang stood there, sipping a glass of water. "Hey, Max," he murmured, siting down at the table and putting his head and his hands, rubbing his temples.

"Another dream?" I asked, sitting down beside him.

He nodded. "Cindy really did murder someone, Max."

I frowned. "I thought you saw the future."

"I do. I mean, she will murder someone. I saw her at her trial. She, she killed the judge when he called her guilty. Right there in front of everybody. But as the officer was locking her in the cell, she screamed, 'Die, the one who started this all!'" He pursed his lips and ran his hand through his hair.

I wanted him to have a dream, but not something that would stress him this much. The one who started this all.....

"Huh. I guess this all started at Macy's. And the one who started it all would be....well, Bella kissed you."

"And you started the fight. Overreacted. I just hope she was talking about Bella." He shook his head and took a drink of water.

He was right. I started the fight. Ripped out my wings. I was the reason the press was all over us. And I got Bella busted, and Cindy. Even though they placed the cameras. It was my fault. I caused this whole thing. And now Cindy wanted to kill me.

I bit the side of my lip. "So what's the plan?"

He shrugged. "What can we do? You barley got away from her earlier. Who knows if you can get away when she has more determination? And I'm not here to protect you when she does attack?"

"I don't need protection, Fang. I was shot at befor eyou got there. And it was Mom and the flock who cornered Cindy."

Fang glared at me. "Fine. Not protect. Help. Happy?" Fang grumbled something I couldn't hear and took another drink of water.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. As much as I wanted to fight him right now, he was my best friend. And I didn't want to loose him. No matter how annoying he was and however many times he made me want to kill him.

"I think we should visit Bella," I suggested. "It is our fault she's in there, after all." Cause as much as I hated to admit it, we had to apologize. They deserved to be in jail, but we sort of caused it. And if it wasn't for you, Ella, we wouldn't have won. It was our fault.

Fang looked at me like I had two heads. "Are you crazy? Bella illeagally put cameras everywhere! If it wasn't for her, Cindy wouldn't have gotten near as much junk as she did." He raised his eyebrows as if that would prove his point.

"But she didn't voice near as much as she could, either. I still have her notebook, remember? And they are still friends, not to us, but to Ella and Mom. And Sam and Is many not have had anything to do with it. They're suffering, too."

"Max, Even your Mom will agree with me. Bad idea."

With my luck, something would happen. And I knew that it was a bad idea. But if you know me, I put my foot down, even if I secretly change my mind. Like I was gonna tell him that. Besides, I don't need another enemy. And that would be three.

"Fine," I said, leaning back and crossing my arms. "I'll just go there by myself."

"No! Fine, I'll go with you. Lead the way."

I twas already 8:00, but Mom and the others were still asleep. I wrote a quick not to Mom and put my jacket on. Together, Fang and I went to the jail.

"Can we see Isabella Smith?" I asked the woman at the front desk.

She laughed. "Of course not, dimwit!" I frowned. She pointed to her ear and whispered, "Sorry, blue-tooth. My husband wanted to get dandelions for my daughter's wedding. Right over there." She pointed to her right.

It still seemed strange that she called her husband dimwit over dandelions, (A/N dandelions really look good at a wedding if you use them the right way. The one I went to was gorgeous.) but we walked over to the windows. I saw Sam sitting on a stool with a black phone held to her ear. Bella was behind the glass with another one. I guess that's how you communicate here.

I tapped Sam's shoulder. "Could we talk to her?"

Sam frowned but gave me the phone and walked away. I sat on the stool and Fang leaned down so we would both listen. Bella sat there with her jaw clenched stubbornly, waiting to see what we had to say. "You okay?" I asked.

"I'm locked in a jail cell until the end of the year! How do you think I am?"

She had a point. "Well, Sam and Is visit you all the time, right?"

Bella squinted her eyes but nodded. "Every day. That's all that keeps me sane in this joint. Food's horrible. My stomach still refused to cooperate with it." Okay, didn't need to know that. "Now what do you two want?"

I glanced at Fang. "We just came to talk. I gave this some thought, and even though you can be a real pain in the butt" --Bella didn't like that, I didn't blame her-- "you still are my family's friend. And...I don't want to be enemies."

"Maybe you should take lying lessons. And even if you really did mean it, it's too late for that, Maximum. I'm in here because of you. You didn't want us at your house from the moment we stepped in, I get that! I didn't want to be stuck there with you either!"

I almost laughed. Fang was the only reason Bella stayed. But instead I shrugged. "Fine. You wanna be enemies? We'll be enemies. And I'll treat you like all my other enemies. Only they don't whine when I break they're nose. And it takes a lot more to break their noses then yours, fragile human!"

Bella fowned. "Fragile human? Like you arn't just as fragile as I am!"

"Actually, I'm not. I can take a cannon ball going one hundred miles an hour and not die. I'd be pretty close to it, but I wouldn't."

"What kind of freak are you? And I bet your sister's the same way! And she probably has those big wings too! And your mom!"

"No, Mom and Ella are just as fragile as you. And I'm the only one with wings."

"Wow, you ARE a freak! Normal people wouldn't even have to take a hundred MPH cannon ball! Look, if you can here to apologize, apology NOT accepted! I have normal friend I can talk too. And I don't want my mind soiled by a freaky bird like you! Fang, why do you hang out with his nut?"

Nut?

"I'm the same way. And I think you're the freak." Fang said.

"I think you've BOTH gone crackers!" (A/N look it up on dictionary(dot)com. In the slng dictionary it says 'bonkers definition' which means 'mad', 'crazy', and 'slightly drunk'.) "If this was all you came here for, why don't you just give the phone back to my mom and go home!"

"Okay then," I said. "Have a fun time in jail, Bella." I stood up and laid down the phone. I heard Bella yell to get her mom, but Fang and I just turned and left. Well. That went better then I thought. *eye roll*

At least nothing went wrong, other then Bella totally pushing us out of her life. Not my problem!

--Maximum