This is of a young angel called Aire. But she never know her heiratage. Her mother was an angel but died when she turn 15. Her father is the most powerful angel in the whole of creation and the king of the realm in which the angels live.
"Tasha, I'm not helping you cheat" I say walking angrily to my next class.
"Your a friend, it's not cheating" Tasha groans. My names Aire and I'm 16. I have short pixie cut white hair and cloudy grey eyes, my body is small allowing me to be quite agile, my face is small, my eyes are oval shaped, my nose is small and my lips are small. Overall I'm small and what my friend like to say pretty.
"Allowing you to copy my homework, is cheating" I say turning to look slightly up at my friend, Tasha. She's adverage height, has blond wavy hair, Ocean blue eyes and delicate feature making you feel if you touched her she would shatter like glass. But she is totally different. "Please" she groans begging. I shake my head and begin walking towards our first class, Science.
"But your so good at everything" Tasha moans. I blush. I'm sensetive about this subject, I know I'm top of the class in all subject. I'm even smarter than the older students. Even so, I get so embarassed or defensive when some one says it.
"I'm not all that good" I murmur dropping my head and blushing. Tasha sighs as we enter science and follows me to my desk at the front middle column. It's like this in all the class rooms, three columns of two seater tables going back fours rows. I sit in the left seat, middle column and Tasha perches on the right side of the table watching me take out my book and pen.
"You know we have a new student" Tasha says. I look up.
"Really?" I say a bit shocked at the news.
"Yeah and guess he'll be sitting next to you" Tasha says looking at the empty seat. As it has been for the past 4 months during this lesson. I look at Tasha.
"How do you know it's a boy?" I ask.
"Stephenie saw him friday, he moved in to an apartment next door to her. She says he's a complete hotty" Tasha says her eyes shining as speaks. I shake my head smiling then the bell goes. Tasha skips off to her table which is to the left a row back. I slide my bag under the table and watch the door taping my pencil waiting.