2. Words of Wisdom

Michael opened the door and gestured for our mentor, Sonya, to come inside. I'd onlyl seen her once, and she hadn't changed at all since then. She was one of the oldest angels around, probably pushing 3,000. Her strikingly blue eyes wandered over the house and landed for a moment on me, then Lissa. "Please, sit down." Michael smiled and Sony took a spot beside me on the couch.

"You must be wondering why I'm here." She began, tucking a strand of platinum blonde hair behind her ear when it fell from her neat bun. "I just thought I'd stop by and see how you were doing and answer any questions you might have." She smiled warmly and touched my knee. "How are you adjusting, Ariadne?" She asked.

I cleared my throat and tossed my diary onto the coffee table. "Oh, I'm doing alright. It's different here, and it'll take some getting used to, but I'm managing. Michael is doing better then me, and of course Lissa is an expert...." I trailed off, knowing I was going to be babbling soon.

Sonya smiled. "Well, I'm glad to hear that. Have you had any human interaction since your arrival?" This time, her eyes landed on Michael and Lissa.

Lissa shook her head. "No, we haven't really been out much."

"We haven't had the time. We've been so busy here, catching up on the town's events and stuff like that." Michael added.

Sonya chuckled. "You should get out. You don't have to be complete outcasts here. There are amazing places throughout this town, and the scenerey is absolutley beautiful, especially late at night or during sunrise."

"A sunrise," I repeated. We'd come to Earth during the evening so I hadn't seen one. "What are they like?"

Sonya stared at me, shocked. "Well surley you've seen them here. When you wake up. You have seen one haven't you?"

"Aria's not a morning person." Lissa explained, trying to suppress her laughter. "She prefers to get up late, like noon."

"It's not that late. About nine or ten usually." I countered.

"Well, I can see you're all getting along quite well." Sonya glanced at the giant grandfather clock in the corner. "C'mon. Let's go out." She said, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the sofa.

"Where?" I asked.

"It's a surprise. Don't worry about bringing anything with you except your coats." She said, looking at Michael as he reached for his wallet.

"Are you sure?" Lissa wondered, shrugging into her white leather coat.

"Positive." Sonya smiled warmly. "You don't mind if we borrow your car do you Michael?" She asked.

"What car?" Micael wondered, confusion washing over his perfect features.

"The shiny new volvo setting in your garage?" Sonya inquired.

"Uh, no. Go ahead." Michael smiled brillantly and tossed Sonya a set of keys.

Sonya beamed, catching the keys with one hand. "Excellent."

The End

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