Angel  I'm walking on the pavement, tapping my feet against the ground so that it will make a splash. It's raining, and being my usual self, I forgot my umbrella at home. I'm returning home from the gym, and the rain is cooling off my body perfectly. I enjoy the rain. I take a deep breath and look at the sky. Raindrops gently hit my face, making me relax. After some minutes, I start walking back home because I notice that the rain is about to stop, and I am drenched. I don't want to get sick, so I quicken my pace until my house is in view. I run to my door then turn my head slightly to the left to see some boxes on my neighbours' porch. They just moved in, and I haven't even seen them once except a little girl who I saw playing in the garden. They arrived yesterday, so maybe I will meet them some other time. The house is empty. Yeah, I live alone. Wait, you're probably asking yourself, 'Who's that chick?' Yeah, I ju

Angel One thing that I hate more than pink is Monday. I'm not a morning person, and the beeping of my alarm is annoying me as hell.

Ace I lean against the back of my chair and put my hands behind my head for support. I place my feet on the table. Now I feel comfortable!Just as I'm closing my eyes, Mr. Edwards walks in with his glasses hanging on his nose, and he fumbles with his papers. He lifts his head and looks at us."Feet off the table, Mr. Carter," he mumbles as he sits on the edge of his table and fixes his glasses so that he can see me."Good morning to you too, Mr. Edwards," I retorted sarcastically, then watched as the girls turn to swoon over me. Just as he is about to respond, maybe with a lame comeback, there is a soft knock on the door, and it opens."Oh, Ms. Harper, come here," Mr. Edwards says with a smile and motions the girl to walk in. She quickly catches my interest as my eyes rake over her. She is wearing denim shor

Angel Room 16I groan as I glare at the white door. Way to waste my time! I walk in to see Mr. Edwards sitting with a book in his hands. He lifts his head to look at me."Ms. Harper," he greets and extends his hand to me so that I can give him the detention slip. "I didn't expect to see you here," he says with a glimpse of disappointment in his eyes. His words make my eyes snap to his."Never expect things from me." I make my way to the seat next to the window under the stare of the shocked teacher. I put my earphones in my ears and stare at the quarterbacks playing on the school playground. Typical school's stars. The cheerleaders stand near the playground and are cheering for the guys. I roll my eyes and lean against the chair, moving my head to the beats of the song and humming along. I tap my foot on the ground as the beats of the song get to

Angel "Who was that?" Ace asks as I walk home. The other three guys decided to stay at the gym for a few minutes, probably waiting for some girls. After the little session, Josh left, and he promised to visit me sometimes."Why are you even here?" I ask with a sigh, ignoring his question. The air is freezing so I let my hair loose over my shoulders, covering my neck."Do you really think that I'll let a beautiful girl like you walk alone? In the dark?" he asks, and even though I can tell that it is playful, I can sense the seriousness in his voice."Oh, since when does Mr. Bad Boy care?" I ask with a scoff and stop to look at him with a smirk."I don't," he simply says, and I roll my eyes. Yeah, this one actually hurts. I resume walking, and I put my hoodie on my head as it starts raining a bit."So, since when do you go to