Yo guys. I've got some new news for you. I know a lot of you hate having to read or scroll over my little rants about my life. Soo, I created a blog. With this blog, you guys can connect with me, follow me, and see what I'm doing. Also, I set up an AIM account. So if any of you want to talk to me, I'll have my AIM up every time I come online. Here are the need-to-knows if you want to connect with me:

Blog website: .com

AIM username: shiver615

Go ahead and read up on my life or just talk to me.

Okay, that's all I got. On with story-related news.

Unofficially, I have Iggy today!

Iggy: Unofficially and unwillingly. I like Lizzahy better, but noo! I HAVE to go with Shiver!

Me: That's right! You see, my friend and I have named our voice of reasons and put another fictional character in our head. She has Spiffy, I have Fang. One day in social studies, I said, "IGGY IS NOW IN MY HEAD!"

Her: "I WANT IGGY!"

Me: "NO WAY! IGGY IS MIIIIIINE!"

Her: "NOOO!"

Teacher: "Girls, it doesn't sound like a world history debate over there. Get back to work.

Us: "Yes, sir, Mr. C, sir."

Me: *whisper* "We'll share him on weekdays. I'll get him Saturday, you get him Sunday."

Her: "Agreed!"

And now I have Iggy for the entire Spring Break. …Unless Liz decides to come down to my house and beat Iggy out of my head.

Iggy: That'd be painful for both of us.

Me: I hear that.

So. Let's get back to the story, shall we?

MPOV

"Welcome to our first rehearsal, students. I'm going to be taking attendance. If you're here, say 'here'."

"Angel?"

"Here!"

"Nudge?"

"Present!"

"Gazzy?"

"Here."

"Iggy?"

"Yo!"

"Max?"

"Over here!"

"Fang?"

No answer.

"Fang?" Mrs. Bray called again.

"Not here today," I answered.

Sighing, Mrs. Bray marked absent on her chart. "Such a shame. I wanted to practice a few scenes between you two."

I shrugged.

"Okay, let's get on witht the basics then. As you know, I will be expecting that you all get good grades, be on time for practice…"

I tuned her out as she continued to drone on and on about who-knows-what. My mind wandered about fantasized worlds where it was just me, Fang, and our awesomely cool wings, even though we didn't have them in our human form.

Someone's POV

I sighed and rubbed my temples.

Why must she keep coming back? Of course, it comes of no shock to me. After all, I did see her at the bar. And I was so close to killing her, too. If her sister hadn't come… Oh, and her sister. She keeps coming back, too. I have no idea why. I mean, she's no Archangel. But she must be special to My Lady. Otherwise, she would have stayed dead when I killed her back in the 1800's.

"Boss, we moving in on her?"

Sighing again, I turned to my partner-in-crime. "No. Let's wait this one out the time is not yet right."

"Will it be soon?"

"Yes," I murmured, watching Gabrielle through the window as she recited lines over with the blind Archangel. "Yes, it will be soon."

Gabrielle threw her head back and laughed boisterously at something the blind Archangel said.

Laugh now, Gabrielle. Laugh while you still can.

I'm sorry it was short. The next few chapters will be short due to the events that the chapters are leading up to. So, around, eh, chapter 16 or 17, the length will come back as long as the action. Sorry once again, I'll be updating more often, though, since Spring Break is going on. Talk to you all later!