Angels From Opposite Planets

Angel is just a normal fourteen year old girl...Well, almost normal. She must fight certain things including her past to recover her identity and her safety. If not, well, you don't want to know. This is a story of adventure, a little romance, and a lot of fun.


1. Not My Best Day

I woke up sweating. I stretched out my arm and reached for the dresser trying to find the clock. I wrapped her fingers around it at last and tried to make out what it said.

“Five o’clock.” I thought to myself. I tried to heave myself out of bed, but it was no use. I was far too tired to stand; let alone support myself. I put down the clock and tried to find my phone. I remembered that I had left it in my friend’s car.

I gave out a sigh and fell back onto my pillow. My entire body ached at the thought of going to school in only a few hours. I had not slept well that night, because of my nightmares. But they hadn’t been real, so there was nothing to worry about. I had dreamt that I had met a boy and become great friends with him. But the road ahead was rocky, and there was no way for them to us friends. I sniffled thinking about it, but then I soon fell into a deep sleep.

I awoke again about two hours later and jumped out of bed. “I am so late!” I thought to myself. I looked at myself in the mirror, pointed to my dresser, and said “Dress.” The dresser glowed, and put clothing out on the dresser. I looked on the dresser to see what I would be wearing: Jeans, a white shirt, a jean jacket, and Converse. “Nice work.” I thought.

I grabbed my backpack, ran downstairs, and ran out to the bus, which was closing its doors. Thankfully, they reopened for me.

I jumped on, thanked the driver, and went to the back row of the bus. I found my best friend sitting on the aisle seat chewing gum.

“Move over.” I said to the girl.
“Jump over.” The girl responded.
I hesitated, but then jumped over to the window seat.
“Have any more gum? I missed breakfast.” I said to the girl.
“Yeah, but it’s for me…just kidding, Angel. Here, help yourself.” The girl threw a pack of gum on Angel’s lap.
“Thanks, Lillie. I got up super late.”
“You think?” Lillie gave me a disapproving look. I took a piece of gum and returned the rest to Lillie.
“So who do you think is going to be on our team this year?”
“Oh my gosh, I shudder thinking about that.” Lillie responded.
“Ah, you better start shuddering…The girl in the front row said that she is.”
“Oh, we are dead.”Lillie looked towards the front of the bus at a little red headed girl with freckles.
The little girl must have noticed us, for she was heading to the back of the bus.
“Hey, I’m Rachel May Potter. Is this seat taken?”
“How the heck would we know?” Lillie blurted out in frustration towards Rachel May Potter.
I kicked Lillie’s foot and tried to seem nice.
“Uh, no, it’s not. Go ahead, sit.” I spoke in an apologetic way.
Rachel sat down in a rush, as though to make sure that I didn’t change my mind and order her back to the front.
“So, Lillie isn’t it?”
“No, it’s Sassafras.” Lillie squinted at her and then ignored her completely.
“Sassafras,” Lillie rolled her eyes. “Why do you hate me?” Rachel pleaded for an answer.
“Because I don’t like how you smell.”
“Or the way she looks, acts, and is.” Lillie whispered to me.
“I think I’ll go back to the front, then. Good day, Angel. Lillie, I hate you too.” Rachel rose from her and went back to her seat.
“You were as rude as you could have been.” The boy behind them said.
Lillie turned her head and stared at him for a minute. There wasn’t much to him: Blonde hair, bangs, intense blue eyes, and a pale complexion. She wasn’t impressed.
“How long do you think you’ll be my friend when you say that I’m rude?”
“Lillie, what’s wrong with you?” I demanded to know.
“What’s wrong with me? You’re the one to talk!”
“Lillie, I don’t understand you anymore. And I’m done trying to!” I stood up and jumped over Lillie’s legs and into the isle.
“Sit down, Lakes! The bus driver commanded.
“Sorry, Mr. Brustin.” I went to the back row and sat down.
“We are done being friends!” Lillie shouted back to me.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I thought that when I said ‘done’ that I had stopped our friendship.” I crossed my arms and ignored Lillie the rest of the way to school.
When we arrived at school I rose from my seat and power walked to the front of the bus. I was not about to talk to Lilly. She had been so rude to Rachel May Potter that I just wanted to die!
I went to my locker, and I hurried to get my books. I dropped them when I ran into Rachel May Potter.
“Hello, Rachel May Potter.” I looked at her rather annoyed.
“You may call me Rachel. What have I done to annoy you?” She picked up my books before I could object.
“So far you have ruined my day. Please stay away from me!” I look the books from her and I jogged to my class.
I heard the familiar slam of books and saw Lilly’s hand with the chipped blue nail polish that she always had. She went up to Mrs. Brooks and complained to her. She obviously had no luck, because she came and sat down by me again. We avoided eye contact, which was fine by me. The rest of the day was brutal. Finally the bell rang and I bolted to the bus. I completely forgot about all of my books. By the time I realized I had forgotten them, the bus was on the road. I pulled a blue jewel necklace from my pocket and held it in my hand. I thought about my books, the exact books, and I pressed hard on the necklace. I could hear the wind start to howl, the window flew open and my books came on the seat.
“Careful! Your books are flying away!” A kid that was sitting in the front row was at my side and grabbing my books in less than a second. I couldn’t believe it. I looked around his neck; there was a green jeweled necklace around his neck. I choked for air. I coughed, trying to breath.
He put his hand on my wrist; his hand was ice cold. This boy wasn’t human. He was an angel…From the dark side. It was obvious now from his appearance: his jet black hair, hazel eyes, leather jacket, white shirt, and jeans. But that necklace…The poison wrapped around it. He could kill me if he…I can’t even write it down. He looked at me to see if I was breathing.
“You ok?” He felt my pulse. How come an Angel of the Dark side wanted me to live? Surely he felt my hot skin.
“I’m fine. I just accidently pushed the window open.” I put my hand in my pocket.
“Spot taken?” He nodded to the seat next to me.
“Uh, no-no it isn’t.” I moved over and put my books in my lap. I put my necklace on. It would protect my identity.
“Thanks.” He sat down and looked out the window. I wanted to avoid conversation.
“Well, well, well.” Lillie came over and sat down in the row ahead.
“What now, Lillie?”
“Angel and Jessie sitting in a tree: k-i-s-s-i-n-g! How about that!” She laughed as if this was funny.
“Wow, really mature…” I rolled my eyes and ignored her.
So his name was Jesse. Jesse? That is such a strange name for an Angel of Darkness…Maybe he….No, he had to be one. That necklace, the temperature, the outfit...
The bus suddenly stopped, throwing me and everyone else forward. I got up and looked around. Almost everyone was gone…almost.
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