chapter 7
Love what you have. Revere what you dont.
Emily.
My best friend had seen who i truely was.
Would she attribute it to the heat? Think she was crazy?
Maybe if i pretended nothing had happened.... I sqeezed my wings to my back so hard, it hurt. At least they were out of sight now. Out of sight, out of mind, right?
Best case senario, a bug had flown in her eye right when i landed. Worst case senerio, she would tell the world and be sent to a 'mental hospital.'
Who was i kidding. Everything always seemed to be the worst case senerio. I took a deep breath.
"Um. hi Emily. What are you doing here?" i asked.
"What...what was that?!" She cried.
"Uh, what?"
"UM, I JUST SAW YOU FLYING WITH....with...wings."
Crap. there goes best case senerio.
"Wow...you must be really hot or something. Uh, wanna sit down? Drink of water?" I stuttered Nervously.
"Sure.." she said. "Lets go up to your room."
relieved for the change of subject, i almost skipped on the way upstairs to my room. When we got there, i noticed that she was staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing...wow nice shirt. is it new? lemme take a look...?" she said. in a flash, she had lunged forward and ripped off my shirt.
My new shirt, that i had spent 30 dollars on.
Oh yeah, and now my wings were showing.
And she was screaming.
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spread my wings
FanfictionA girl trying to lead a normal life (as much as she can anyways), realizes that it may not be as easy as it sounds when she is pulled back into the dark places of her past. Forced to escape, she finds that she may not be alone after all. A...
