I spent an hour talking to Jeremy. He loved how I explained how I beat that Jay kid at arm wrestling. After that I help my mother make supper. We had french fries and moose burgers. They're my favorite. My brothers don't mind them, but they would rather have beff burgers. After we had all cleaned up, dad sugested we go for a flight.
We all changed back into training gear. I was in white shorts and a dark purple bikini top. Hey, I don't just like red and black. As long as it's dark, I'm good. I was the last one out, again. My brothers were already ready. They had their wings out and were stretching them while waiting for me.
Sky has pure white wings, not even dirt can stain how perfect they are. Hunter's are a dark woodsy brown to match his hair. Charles has a light grey that remids me of clouds. I say its because he always makes my day cludy and misserable. Matt's wings are beautiful. They are light brown and ever feather has a little white tip. Nicholas doesn't have wings yet, so he can't fly with us. I feel bad for the poor guy. He has to wait six months for his 13th birthday.
I hopped of the porch and walked over to them with a big smile. Somehow, I knew our neighbours were watching us.
"Dad!" Nick screamed from inside the house, "Can I please come?"
Dad sighed, "But Nick you can't fly yet."
Nick looked really dissapointed.
"I'll take him," I vollenteered.
Everyone looked at me with shock.
"Are you sure you can caryy him?" Charles asked with his eye brows up.
"Dude, I just kicked a werewolf's butt at arm wrestling and I wasn't even trying. I think I can carry my own 12 yearold little brother pretty easily," I said with a 'duh' tone.
Nick came running up to me and engulfed me in a hug. "Thank you thank you thank you!!!"
"It's really not a problem short-stuff." I laughed at him.
"Okay, we all ready?" Dad asked.
I let my wings come out and nodded to him, "Ready."
I smiled at Nick, he was admiring my wings. He always liked them for some odd reason. They are pitch black except for the bottum row of feathers are white.
"Nick?" I laughed at him.
He looked up at me with a big smile and egerly nodded his head. He turned around and stood on my feet. I placed my hands under his arms.
I was the first one into the air, followed by my father, then the rest of my family. I guess mom decided she wanted to come too. I think this will be our first flight as a family.
**
Half an hour later.
Nicholas was sitting on my back with the wind whipping past his face. I could tell he was enjoying it by the look on his face. I was happy that my family had an oportunity like this. Everyone had smiles on their faces as the flew around over top of the ocean. This was all so new to us. We were so used to flying over cities, towns and tree's. The ocean was a whole different environment.
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