Welcome to chapter six! I really hope you're enjoying the story thus far! I'm still really sorry about accidentally not posting the last two chapters. So here's chapter six! Enjoy! Oh, and I really hate to mention it, but I really do love reviews and I haven't gotten very many. So if any of you people have a couple of seconds and are willing to give me some feedback…yeah, thanks.
Chapter Six
Fang
I didn't sleep well that night. I never did in a strange place. But this was worse. I felt like something was particularly off from sleeping here. maybe it was because I didn't have any of the flock at either side of me. I couldn't ever remember sleeping without one member of the flock nearby.
I was also really hungry. And I wasn't one to ignore hunger. So I got up, slipped on my jacket (I never go anywhere without my jacket), and headed down the stairs. I was pretty sure you weren't supposed to raid people's kitchens without asking, but you also weren't supposed to wake people up in the middle of the night.
I deemed the latter the higher crime and headed down the stairs for the kitchen.
There was fruit all over the counter. Like, literally, every fruit I'm pretty sure existed. I grabbed a banana and ate that, hoping it could hold me over until morning. All of this was done in the dark. With my raptor vision, I could see everything in the night as well as in the day. So I was startled when the lights turned on over my head. I turned to the doorway, and Allison was standing there, squinting at me.
"What're you doing up?" she asked in a groggy tone. I shrugged.
"Couldn't sleep, got hungry, came down here," I explained simply. "What about you?"
"Um, pretty much the same thing," she said, rubbing her eyes. "Why couldn't you sleep?"
"I don't know. Maybe I was…missing them," I explained. It sounded weak and pathetic.
"I don't know how you've held out so long. I would had broken down a while ago. Even if I did think I was doing the right thing." She joined me at the table. She looked up at me, and I noticed that her eyes were the same colour as oak wood. They were wide and sparkly. Girly, I guess. "Could I ask you a personal question?"
"No," I answered just as she said "personal." I wasn't the "Share your feelings" type. I wasn't even sure if I was the "Feelings" type. Allison stood back up and walked over to one of the cabinets, pulling out a cup, a tin, and a spoon. She put some water on the stove and jumped up on the counter.
"Sorry," she said, staring at her swinging feet. "About the question, I mean." She smiled crookedly. "I guess I just, wanted to know a little about you. That's all."
I shrugged as the kettle started screaming. Allison jumped to her feet to tend it. "It's fine. I'm just, not into spilling my guts and stuff," I explained. Allison laughed quietly.
"So, are you coming to school with me tomorrow?" she asked, pouring the water into the cup, adding three scoops of powder from the tin, and stirring it in. I laughed.
"As soon as hell freezes over. I'm still waiting on that one," I said, doing my best attempt at good humour. Allison smiled, looking back down at her feet.
"Right, yeah, sorry," she stuttered. I sort of laughed. She was funny, like that other girl, Jess, who'd sent me all those random questions. Frig, were all my fans like this? "You want some cocoa?" she asked, gesturing to the cup.
"Sure," I said, gratefully accepting the steaming cup of chocolate deliciousness. "And anyway, I have stuff that needs to be done," I continued. "Can't let Max save the world all by herself and whatnot." Allison smiled.
"Of course," she finished. I stood up and stretched my back.
"Well," I said tiredly, finishing with my cup. "I'm going back to bed. Allison nodded.
"Me, too," she said. She grabbed her cup off the counter and rushed up the stairs into her bedroom. I flicked off the light, laughed to myself again, and headed up the stairs as well.