"I like it up here!" Maddy giggles as I practice half flips, telling her to hold onto my hair.
"Look down there. What does that lake remind you guys of?" Vania points.

I laugh. "It's like, in the shape of a person thing."

"It looks like a dinosaur!" Maddy argues.
"Yeah RIGHT."

"I'm with Maddy here!" Vania agrees. "Thanks for complimenting my wings, too." She adds. Maddy blushes.
"How did you know?"
"Vania can read minds."

"Stop thinking of that word!" Vania points accusingly of me. Damn.
"Turn your mind powers off!"
"Fiiiine." She grins and takes two fingers and presses them to her temple. That's how she turns her powers on and off.

"Look, a plane! Can I tap on the window?" Maddy asks as she points somewhere above us. I shake my head. "We can't fly up there."
"Oh, okay." Maddy says with a smile in her voice.
"I'm hungry." Vania mentions.
"Okay. Let's land, I'll find us some food." I tell them as we prepare to land.

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This place is weird. I've never been to New York.
I tightened my sweatshirt so it hides my wings. It only looks like a feather belt I'm wearing or something. Hippie style all the way.
Oooooooh. Starbucks. Mermaid. Cool. I'll go there.

I flip my ponytail and open the door to go inside. It smells delicious in here. A random guy left his credit card in an ATM thingy.. sooo... I sort of just took out $100 from his bank account. Sorry Mr. Guy.

Hmm.. Maddy likes chocolate. I'll get her a chocolate donut or something. Vania likes strawberry. Strawberry treat thing for her. I'll get a latte, whatever that is.
I repeat my mind order to the person behind the counter. The world is weird.

"That'll be $14."
Uh... how do I do this? I fork over some money and he looks confused. Umm...

Awkward. He gives me the so said change and the food in a bag and my latte in my hand. I turn around to go back but just as I'm about to go outside, I bump into someone, spilling half my latte onto the poor guy.
I put down my stuff and cover my mouth with my hand.
"Oh my labs! I'm so sorry!"

The blonde haired guy chuckles, "It's okay, I'm fine."
The voice seems familiar.

He looks me in the eyes. "I'm Niall."
"I'm Marceline."

"Funny. I saw a girl a little earlier named Marceline. But she had white wings."
Oh dear lord.

"Pshh, winnnngs?" I chuckle, my ears turning red.
"You really do look alike. Enough about me. Are you okay?"

Argh. Fingers crossed he doesn't recognize me. "I'm fine. Sorry about your sweater."

"Agh, it's nothing. Listen, you wanna hang out sometimes?"

Wait, does he want to hang me? That's what my father used to do to try out.. breathing skills.

No, yes, he's cute, he might be a traitor, okay. Sure. Why the hell not?
"Yeah, sure."

"Cool. Here's my number. I have to go. See you around."

That escalated quickly. Oh, please Niall, please, I know I'm irresistible, but this is going too fast.

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