Hello all of my young sparrows! Sorry I haven't updated in a while... I have had a terrible week... yeah just terrible... yeah... boy's are terrible... at least right now... Gosh don't you guys just wish that your Fang would come and sweep you off your feet and- literally- fly away with you?

Twelve

MPOV

"Hey... ah... Nudge?" I was laying on my pullout bed next to hers.

"Yeah?"

"How... how come you are ah..."

"Black when my brothers and dad aren't."

"Ah... Yeah..."

"Well that's a long story... but I'll tell you anyway! Well when Jake and Fang were younger... and Jake wasn't and ass... they had a great mother... well that's what the stories say, but she died from breast cancer."

"Oh my god!" I gasped my hands flew to my face.

"Yeah... about a year later... Fang's dad met my mom... and I bet you could guess the rest of the story from there... except my mom ran away... from all of this... she... she ran away with another man..."

"Oh wow... you dad doesn't have that much luck with women..."

"Yeah..."

I stopped talking after that. I could sense that she was about to cry... I couldn't let her. She was my only real friend that I could talk to about... most things...

Going to school the next day was different, considering I was driven by Jake in a SUPER nice sports car and when I got out... well Lissa was right there. The smile on her face was terrifying. Really. I could almost see what she was going to do to me when I got home.

I fucking hate my life.

Oh well I will just have to let everything run it's course. Even if its god damn stupid... oh well.

My first class was the only one worth mentioning... only cause we had a new kid in class... he looked a little old but I didn't pay attention. Oh well too bad for them. The rest of the day was hell as usual. All until after school.

I was walking through the hallways after the last bell and everyone left. My song notebook was clutched to my chest. Wishing for no man or woman could take it.

There was a strange sound that ebbed from from one of the class rooms.

I walked up to the slightly open door. There stood- or more likely sat- Fang Flipping Walker playing the guitar and singing. His voice was like that of an angel's. I couldn't help but to stay and listen. Really I couldn't... he is really freaking hot and has the voice of a god... could you help yourselves?

It must have been five minutes and I was really out in space, but when I came to Fang was standing right in front of me... oops...

"Hey." he said a smile forming across his face.

"Ah... Hi..." I looked down at my feet not knowing what else to say.

"Can I... Ah... Talk to you?" his hand ran through his hair in confusion and almost frustration... but his face remained impassive and truly unemotional.

"Ah... Yeah... What do you need?"

"I... I ah... I need you to be straight with me... about Ella... She was my best friend for quite a while before she ran off with... I don't even remember his name..." though his face remained impassive his voice stressed and sad, "I... Max I was in love with her... she was my best friend and I..."

"It's ok." I said knowing how much he hung out with Ella and everything. "The question is... is … are you prepared for anything?"

"Yeah." his eyes were so impassive I couldn't help but say what I had to.

"She's dead." when his emotional mask slipped and when I saw something that looked like the great depression cross his face, I ran.

I ran all the way home and when I got there there was another knife and another daughter of a fucking bitch that beat me to the almost bloody pulp that I was the next morning. It wasn't nice.

God I wish that Ella and dad were still alive...

So I have some ideas on how this is officially going to go. hehehehehehehehehehe!

Sooooo if you review more then I'll post faster!

Also when i post short chapters like this it is to put a point across. Sorry its just how I roll Yo!

And I wrote this chapter at like midnight so sorry if the grammar and crap is crappy.

Anyway...

Fly on,
FangAKat