Me, an angel? Yeah right!

'I’m surrounded by white fluffy clouds, and I have wings! That’s right I’m a freaking angel.'
Jade is dead, she doesn't know how, she doesn't know why. All she does know is that she's an angel. With no memory of her life and just the mysterious Kye to guide her, she must discover what happened to her, whilst trying to be a good angel of course.


1. Discovery

Ever wondered what it’s like to be dead? To be honest it’s not all it’s cracked up to be, trust me I’m dead. Somehow. I don’t know how I died; I don’t have any recollection of my life at all. But I’m here, where ever here is. I’m surrounded by white fluffy clouds, and I have wings! That’s right I’m a freaking angel.

I have been here for a whole half an hour and I have no idea what’s going on. I’m wearing skinny jeans, and a plain pink t-shirt with high-tops, oh and big white fluffy wings. Actually on closer inspection they appear to be a very light shade of purple. I wonder if I can flap them… I can! Oh my god I’m flying!

“Help!!!” I crashed down to the ground as the sound of my own voice startled me. I hadn’t meant to scream that loud. I heard a small pop, turning round to see what it was I stifled a scream. A man was standing there. No, not a man. An angel. He looked about 16, his wings a pale shade of green. His eyes were a warm shade of chocolate brown and he had coffee coloured skin, his hair was stylishly cut, mostly short with a long fringe, it was also the exact shade of chocolate. He stuck out his hand, “I’m Kye,” I took the hand he offered and shook it nervously.
“I’m… Jade, I think” He laughed, not unkindly at my confused tone.
“It’s okay, you won’t have any memory of your life for the moment, I bet you don’t even know what you look like do you?” I shook my head as the realization struck me. He clicked his fingers and a full length mirror appeared, floating in front of me. A girl who looked about 15 stared out at me. She had sun browned skin, and a fiery halo of red hair. Her face was twisted in a look of confusion, brow furrowed, a pair of bright green cat like eyes stared at me. I brought a hand up to my face and the girl in the mirror copied me. I traced a finger along my plump lips, feeling the outline of cheekbones.

I closed my eyes, trying to take everything in. What was going on? A hand on my shoulder made me jump, and my eyes fluttered open. “Hey, it’s okay,” Kye said in a soft tone. “Let me explain…”

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