edwardsgirl103

Ch. 7—Angel This stinks. As many minds as I read, I can’t find any sign of Fang. Will I ever find him? I stuff my hands in the pocket of my sweatshirt. Fang bought it for me. Thinking about that brings tears to my eyes. How’d he become so mean? I’ve never felt this alone in my life, and not just because this is my first time flying without anyone else. I feel betrayed. I hug Celeste close to my chest, as the air seems to grow ten times colder. Then, I hear a whirring noise, and I wheel around. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, I’m surrounded by flyboys. I’m totally defenseless. There’s no fire, and nobod