"Do you have a freaking death wish or something?" Fang hissed angrily gripping me tightly like he thought I was going to fall again but if you listened closely enough you could tell his voice was shaking.
Well this was going even better than I thought it would.
"My hero." I gasped with fake enthusiasm.
"You really aren't like anyone I've ever met." He shook his head and that was the first time I noticed just how close we were and I mean like Uber close as in when he shook his head I could feel his semi-long hair brush my cheeks.
Ookaay, time to get bird-boy to put me down. "Ok what do I have to do to get down? Give you a cracker?" Hahaha, I don't know where I come up with this stuff, I should publish a book. 101 insults for teenage bird boys specifically Fang Martin yep that's what I'd call it. Pure genius.
I got a serious glare from that comment.
"Afraid of heights remember?" i snapped back refusing to look anywhere but his face cause if I did I would see how high I was and then I would have a panic attack. What can I say? Even superman has his kryptonite.
Realisation dawned on him and I felt us dropping. Not a good sign. I clutched him as tight as I could, positive that my nails had accidentally grabbed some skin when I took a fistful of his shirt. I squeezed my eyes shut hating the sickening feeling of dropping. I heard a muted thud and I took that as a sign that I wasn't dead and opened my eyes slowly.
Fang was staring at me clearly amused at my moment of weakness so in true Max fashion I shoved him hard causing him to stumble and almost fall over. "Tell anyone and you die." I warned and he full out laughed.
"You keep my secret I keep yours." He proposed and I realised his wings were once again gone.
It really creeped me out! Wait until I told Iggy and Nudge about this! They wouldn't believe me that's for sure, they'd probably think I'd hit my head and I couldn't very well show them now could I. yeah maybe telling them wasn't such a good idea…
"Fine." I huffed about to walk off angrily since we were on an alley beside the apartment building when I remembered my knives. "I want my knives back."
"Why do you even have those?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"There's no reason for you to know." I retorted and he scowled not pleased that I was using his own words against him. Pretty pleased with myself I crossed my arms smug smile in place.
"Whatever." He said, "Gimme a sec." his eyes scanned the alley for a second before he jumped into the air hovering outside his window and slipping in. "Heads up!" He called and I took two steps back as my knives (still sheathed don't worry he doesn't want to kill me) sailed through the air.
"See yah tomorrow Fang-boy!" I said loudly after strapping my knives back on. "Oh and you don't have to worry, your little secrets safe with me!" I called up, "As long as you also keep your trap shut." I added and he scowled.
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I don't know, something just didn't feel right. I'd been on my bed for an hour now just staring at my phone ready to push the button to call Iggy and tell him about what I found out…but for some reason I just couldn't do it! Grrr why couldn't I just do it! Beats me. Growling in frustration I threw my phone across the room watching as it smashed against the wall. Oops, didn't mean to throw it that hard. Oh well I'll just get another one.
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"What happened yesterday? Did everything go as planned?" Iggy asked anxiously the next morning just before first period.
"Uhm, yeah yeah everything went perfectly though Ryder might have hit his head just a little too hard." I chuckled.
"You can say that again, babbling on about and Angel or some crap like that when he reported in." Iggy rolled his eyes and I breathed out in relief. Good he didn't believe it. phew.
"Eh, what can I say? The boy can throw a punch." I shrugged and he laughed. "Crap, I have to go!" I gasped.
Fang was in his usual seat when I got to general studies staring blankly at the board while everyone else talked loudly to one another.
"Good morning, mi ángel de la muerte!" I said cheerfully and he gave me a WTF! look. I couldn't help but laugh, I loved the fact that I could speak twelve languages. "It's Spanish for," I leant in close so that no one else could hear and also cause I just felt like being irritating. "My Angel of Death." I explained and he frowned. "I didn't even know you could speak another language." He said.
"Actually I can speak another twelve in all, English – duh – Spanish, German, French, Swahili – " I got a very strange look for that. I grinned and continued on my list "Latin," Another strange look, "What can I say I like languages, they're one of my strong points." I shrugged.
"I'm pretty sure that's a dead language." He stated and I rolled my eyes.
"Honestly Fangy-boy, are you going to keep on interrupting me or are you finally going to learn to shut up?" I asked and got a sour expression in return. "You are just so entertaining." I laughed wiping away imaginary tears of laughter.
Just then Ms What's-her-name walked in clapped twice and spun around dramatically, scribbling something on the board.
"Secrets!" She said loudly causing half the class to jump up not even realising she was in the classroom. "Every person is this room has one blah blah blah." I'm not going to bore you with that so we'll just skip to the end of her twenty minute rant. "And so to conclude this little lesson I would like every one of you to type out your deepest secret and bring it into class. Tomorrow we will have a session where we will each pick one out of a hat read it and tie it to a balloon to set it free…"
Please tell me, what is the point of this? I don't know either.
I glanced over at Fang and winked.
He looked extremely disgruntled by this and huffed sinking deeper into his chair.
Ahaha! I already knew his deepest darkest secret and I'd only been there what? Three weeks? shame.
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Hmm…what to write what to write… make it up? ooo I watched my mother die…no too depressing. Eh I decided that I had enough drama in my life so I would just write the truth down only I wasn't taking any chances, I'd read far too many books about stuff like this being found so for good measure I'd do each word in a different language. I'm devious.
I quickly typed it and printed staring at the page surprised when tears sprang to my eyes. I hadn't even thought of that since they died. Shaking my head to clear my thoughts I shoved it into the pocket of my black jacket, unstrapping my knives and shoving them under the bed.
Guesses on what Max wrote! Lol, I'll give you a virtual cookie if you get it write, I doubt you will though. I know it's been a while but things have been slightly hectic with my last week of school and exams and the fact that I only got to watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows last weeks Thursday *grumble* this is a very sad thing I will admit. Haha.
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