The Angel and The Devil

Desire is an angel. Nessie is a devil. Neither of them fit where their supposed to. But when a chance encounter brings them together, they can't help but notice their similarities. Becoming best friends, they decide to switch titles- and lives. But the punishment if their discovered is as severe as it can get. Will they be able to keep their secret or will they be shunned by their families for the rest of their lives?


10. Don't Mess Up

    Nessie's POV:

   "Hey Des. Guess what? This is just perfect. I can finally be well, me! I met these people Lizzie, Lisa, Abbey, and Mia and we were talking and we have so much in common and I just love it right now!" I squeal, unable to hold it anymore.

   "Me too! Well, not the people you met, but your old friends. I think me and Tori are going to be good friends." Des says.

  "Oh right, Tori. How is she?" I ask curiously. I kind of miss her. After all, she was my best friend. You can't just forget someone that quickly.

  "She's fine. She's also glad that 'you' are finally acting like a Dyvaol. How's Lizzie?"

   "Fine, she called 'you' a Dyvaol in Angel History, because there was a pop quiz." I said, hoping she would ask how I did on the quiz.

   "What did I get on the quiz?" she asked in a tone that said: i-know-you-want-me-to-ask-you-this

  "100%! I read the entire Angel History book last night, when I did your homework." I smiled. All of the sudden, I felt like hugging her. So I grabbed her and squeezed her tight.

  "What was that for?" she laughed.

  "For giving me the chance to be an angel!" I giggled, I was really hyper at the moment.

  "Ok, well, your welcome!" she replied.

   After that, we just talked about our day, what our famililes were like, and what wasso different from our regular lives. I can see Des and I becoming best friends. Who knew there was another girl just like me?

         I walked 'home' with a good feeling. Maybe I can make her relationship with Madison stronger. Maybe I can get the Angel Council to stop watching her. Maybe, I can be like this forever.

    When I stepped in, I was greeted by Madison. Well, I don't know if it counted as a "greeting".

  "Desire, we need to talk." she said with a concerned look on her face.

  "About what?" I asked, hoping that I sounded like Des.

  "I'm so glad your acting normal!" she squealed and hugged me. When she let go, I smiled and walked upstairs to Des' room. When I got there, I did her homework as usual. I'm not used to homework. Devils never get it.

    When I was done, I decided to look through her stuff. I was in her closet when I fell down and behind some clothes. I just sat there for a minute, thinking. Then, when I came back to reality, I found a small white journal hidden behind some boxes. I pulled it out and opened it up. It read:

   December 16th

 Hey journal, (I'm going to say Hey journal instead of Dear Diary) guess what? More homework. Ugh. I just wish I was a devil, I envy them so much. If anyone in my family sees this, I'll be banished. So I have to hide this somewhere safe. If you are reading this, it's either me, or a devil that I met that wanted to switch places. Like that will ever happen. Anyways, I'm going to write whenever I feel like I need to talk to someone who understands. Oh well.

 That's so weird, because I have a journal just like that, and I write that kind of stuff too. I remember when I got it. 

  It was at school, on a cold, snowy morning. All of the devils were going inside. I was following when I tripped and fell. I got up and saw two journals sitting on the ground, one white and one black. I threw the white one over to the angels' side, because it matched their outfits. I think I hit someone. Oh well. Anyways, I picked up the black one and decided to use it for a notebook, but I ended up hiding it under my matress and using it as a diary, or a journal as Desire says.

   It was time for bed before I knew it, so I grabbed some silky white Pjs, got into bed, and fell asleep thinking about my life. Right now, it's perfect. Little did I know, it wouldn't last long. 



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