We made plans for emergency situations the next morning, we even made emergency backpacks and stashed them in my closet, which by the way, was full of clothes, all in my size. T-shirts, hoodies, jeans, shorts, shoes, even a small drawer in the back for underclothing. I took up a soft cotton shirt and examined it, pre made slits were in the back for my wings. I could tell it was the work of my mother, she would have done the same for the other winged hybrids here as well.
"Why don't you take a shower? Then you can meet me in my room for breakfast." Fang said and pecked my lips.
"Alright," I mumbled as I grab some random clothes and rush into the bathroom.
The bathroom tiles were a sandy color, the sink and shower were marble, an the faucets were silver. A blue floor rug was in front of the shower and had matching shower curtains. The blue reminded me of the sky when it was sunny and clear, I smiled at the thought....then I smiled at the thought of flying free and in they sky... hopefully soon.
I showered quickly and then struggled with my wet knotted hair, then dressed in a gray tank top, faded jeans, and new converse. I looked in the mirror and saw a tall, slender girl with sun streaked dirty blonde hair, protected and deep brown eyes, and sun kissed skin.
For the first time in my life I realized the edgy look I have to me: powerful, in control, maybe even a bit lethal.
I've never thought much of my looks, and never cared for "fashionable clothes" like Nudge did, but it might be because I'm usually coated in dirt or my own nose blood.
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the new age of maximum ride
FanfictionMax and the gang survived the beginning of the end of the world....but what about the rest of it? This takes place after "Nevermore". I couldn't bare for it to stop so I proceeded. The characters of the flock are from James Patterson not m...
