Fallen Angel

Dedicated to De'Angeloe ~ One Day My Love, We Will Be Together.

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I Rose early, looking over at my clock I saw it was only five a.m.
I was eager that day, to be up and about. His plane was coming in at Seven.
I checked my phone, and sure enough he had left me the sweetest message:

Only a few hours now babe, cant wait til I see u.
Love D lo xxx

I smiled wearily, as my eyes tried to adjust to the new found light from the phone.
Trying not to awaken my still dozing mother I readied myself, pulling on my jeans, I hesitated. I wanted to be prepared for whatever may happen, so I slipped off my underwear and stepped into my favourite little black number that made the most of my curves. I thought to myself 'He'll like that.'

There was no need for me to be up so early, I was going to school as usual, and I didnt even know if everything would go according to plan but the excitement led to an insomnia I couldn't fight.
I kept myself amused for a short while, doing what I did usually, browsing avatar sites and bitching at n00bs about their lack of grammar and such.
The time just floated past until my mother roused.
"Time to get -- Oh, you're awake." She questioned, upon seeing my sitting there with my laptop upon my thighs.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Christ." She said and proceeded her morning routine of heading downstairs to whore eBay for an hour or so before she went to work.

At around eight a.m. I packed my laptop up and made some toast, I didnt often eat breakfast but I tried to make an effort.
I stood around at the bus stop, with the little dicks in year nine, following their own little routine of throwing stones at shit. Like one of the girls in their year, I'd reported it once but my school did fuck all about it.

"Go on you fat cow, fuck off, flashing your tits, christ you dont fucking have any love, thats right walk on!"

I couldnt say anything, or do anything.. I was over three years older than them, but I kept to myself because they were so vile. They had long since stopped trying to tease me when I showed them I wasnt a push over, but I didnt want to give them an excuse to try again. As for the year elevens, they should know better than to encourage it.
In our school it seemed the year tens were the only decent lower years anymore.
I just turned up my iPod and lowered my head, until the bus came and arrived at school.

I spent most of the day as normal, trying to dodge my art lessons by sitting in the crush area, and laughing away at Sarah and Kelly's odd senses of humour.
Laughter was all I had, all I really enjoyed. I came across to everyone as a depressed weirdo but really, I enjoyed nothing more than a good comedy panel show or comedy genre film. I liked laughing, I just did.
I adore making art as well, Im a gemini so creativity comes naturally for me. But my art lessons were so tedious. Theres a group of girls that like nothing better than to loudly whisper about anyone who takes their fancy, mostly myself and a few of my friends.
One day, Michael and I are going to have our way with their little ringleader. (And I mean little. She's shorter than me and yet she still tries to seduce tall people. Its an amusing sight, I assure you.)

It came to the end of the day and my mood was lifted by the thought of seeing him. I'd ordered a cab to Bury to go to the Angel Hotel, On Angel Hill (No, Seriously.) where he would be staying.
The bell rung and I eagerly swept up the science stairs to grab my coat from my locker.
After the corridors were emptied almost, I returned down and out through the science block corridor. Fumbling around with my iPod, I was putting the phones into my ears when I looked up.

And there, on the green of the summer grass, he stood.
Taller than I'd imagined, with dark glasses on that I'd seen in his photographs.
He stood by himself, looking as cool as anything, a few lower year girls were smiling and whispering about him as they walked past, and my jaw had metaphorically dropped.

If I could've seen past his glasses, I could swear his eyes lit up, instead I saw a smile spread across his face.
I dropped my heavy bag at the base of the nearby tree and ran towards him, all kinds of joy swept on my face, he held his arms out wide and greeted my smaller body warmly as he lifted me in the warmth of the early summer sun. Our heads nuzzled into to one another as he softly let me down.
I could feel the glare of jealousy I had so long awaited be cast in my direction from the girls around, even Emmy, one of my sworn enemies.
I looked up at him, still wrapped around him. My Angel.

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Thats Chapter One, more to be added, Reviews?! I would like to know if I accidentally seem to skip between past and present tense too much and if the bracket comments spoil the story in anyway.
I tried my hand at writing first person, I find it easier to write third person, so I'd like to know what y'all think.