Friends, Family, and... Feathers? Book One: Abducted By The Flock
Chapter Eleven:
The next morning I am woken by a soft noise. Twisting on my bed, I see Angel's silhouette against the curtain, sitting up. With a groan, I glance at the clock beside my bed. 6:45. Ugh.
Moving quietly so I don't wake Nudge, I pad my way over to the closet. Stepping inside, I chose my outfit. I grab a long sleeved dark-green shirt and dark skinny jeans from hangers, then pull out my favorite pair of black ballet flats.
Once I'm done changing, I decide to go get breakfast. Stepping into the kitchen, I see that one other pson is awake. Iggy.
"Hi, Cali," he says without turning around.
"How'd you know it was me?" I ask with a pout. I'd been trying to sneak up on him.
"Well, you walk quietly, like Fang, but you don't weigh as much as him. I could tell from the sounds of the floorboards."
"Oh, right! You're blind, aren't you? So,that means you have super hearing and stuff? Cool!" I say.
"Yep," he says, answering both questions
"How'd it happen? I don't think you were blind before..." I trail off, not wanting to be awkward.
"About a year after you left, they tried to give me night vision. They screwed up," he says bitterly.
"Oh! I'm so sorry," I say, taking his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
I plop down on the couch and he sits next to me.
"Eh, it's okay, I guess. The thing I can't stand is people having to say stuff for me to know what's happening. It's kind of awkward if you're in a fight and someone has to whisper what the enemy looks like," he says with a deep breath, seemingly glad to have it off his chest.
"Well, I can help you with that," I say, taking one of his hands in both of my own.
"How?" he says cautiously.
"With sign language. See, I can just press my hand into yours and you'll know what's happening." I press "flock" into his hand.
"What does that one mean?" Iggy asks, looking in the general direction of our hands.
"Flock," I tell him.
"Okay," he says, nodding eagerly. "Show me more."
We stay on the couch like that for at least an hour. I show him to recognize "Maximum" "Fang" "Nudge" "Angel" "Erasers" "duck" "danger" the whole alphabet, the numbers 1-20, several colors, "bird" "sky" "tree" "land" "food" and "family". Together we make up signs for "Gasman" "Calista" and "Iggy", since they're not official words.
"I'll show you more later," I tell him as he saunters off towards the kitchen to make breakfast while I limp to the kitchen table, trying not to put too much weight on my left ankle.
A/N: Okay, guys. Time to be honest. I've only written up to chapter thirteen. I'm going to start making the chapters longer, and I'm only putting one up per update. Nexupped ate will be on Tuesday. Only one chapter going up, but it'll be longer, I promises. Also, I'm having a bit of a contest. Whoever leaves the best/funniest/most amusing review will get a special shoutout at the beginning of the next chapter. See y'all then!