Chapter 1

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(Max POV)

"These peanuts taste great Max," Gazzy said, eating them as fast as he could.

"I know Gazzy," I replied, ruffling his blond hair.

"How do we work our way through New York," Iggy asked the question we were all going to ask.

"I don't know Iggy, but we'll find a way," I said, attempting to comfort him. After some time of walking, Fang came up with an idea.

"How about a phone book?" he asked me.

"Not a bad idea," I said so we searched for a phone book.

"Over here Max!" said Nudge, alerting us to come, "It says phone kiosk!"

"Coming!" I told her and ran over. All we found was an empty chain where the phone books would have been.

"Should we ask someone?" asked Gazzy, "They might know where the Institute is." I looked to Fang, his look confirmed my answer. "We don't trust others, remember?" I told Gazzy.

"I know, but just this once?" he pleaded. In my head, I agreed but I knew I would regret it.

"Okay, but just this once," I said, knowing the look Fang would give me.

We looked around for somebody who looked the most trustworthy and helpful but settled for a man with blonde hair and clothes a little out of fashion. I looked at my Flock to decide who would ask but after a lot of staring and a few rock, paper, scissors matches, I was chosen to ask.

"H-hello, do you know where the, um, Institute for Higher Living is?" I stuttered while fidgeting with my hands

"I'm not from here, but I know some people who should know where one is," He said and started to walk.

"Wait, I have, um, friends who are looking for it too," I said, motioning the rest of us to come out from our hiding spot.

"Cool, follow me," he said so we followed him.

I looked to Angel and thought, 'Angel, look into his head and find out if he's safe or not.' She nodded in return and looked at him, I watched Angel's expression to get a clue on what she found. At first, it was normal but turned shocked. It stayed that way for a bit until she was finished. 'What did you get Angel?' I thought, looking at her. She gave me a look that said 'I'll tell you later'. So I stopped. We kept on walking for a bit more, our trust on him was slowly wearing out. The buildings that we walked by looked way bigger than up in the air, making me feel smaller and normal. I wonder how the world would look if you never left your feet from the ground.   

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