Broken Angels

Prolouge

To here the birds sing a again feels, amazing. The sub upon my skin warms me up. The slight breeze cools me down.

"Feels great today, right Luciana?"

The sudden vioce makes me jump and scares me out of my thoughts.

A boy who has dark brown hair and blue eyes stares at me, a smirk on his face.

" Since when do you use my full name Peter?" I ask.

He sits next to me, and answers," Since it got your attention, that's when."

"Lucy, " I retort sourly, " is just fine."

"Well, when yelling at you and doing random hand and arm movements don't get you attention, your full name had to do," He chuckles.

I think about doing a very faithful hand gesture, when a girl my age and height bounds up to us.

She stops and proceeds to say," Are you to kissing yet?"

Peter goes into a full blush while I counter with," No you ruined the moment."

Peter turns to me, face like a fire hydrant and squeaks out," I hate the both of you."

We both snickered and that broke into a full out laugh, in which Peter, joined in.

It hadn't always been this good though.