Angels

All Better Now

Although my foot was feeling all repaired, I was instructed not to surf for a while; which bugged me a lot, but there was nothing I could do about it. Josh was annoyed too, but it hadn't been the best weather for a while now, lots of thunderstorms. That was one of the only things I was scared of, although shy to admit it, I hated thunderstorms. The darkness, the loud noises. None of it. I sat in my bedroom and started to write another letter to Angel because they always made me feel better when I was scared or sad or nervous or worried. By this time I had written only three, so this would be my fourth. I wrote.

Dear Angel,

When admitting things, I go shy and find a way around telling what I was going to admit. I am afraid of thunderstorms, and so I am scared now. I have just admitted to you my biggest fear. They scare me half to death. I'm also scared of caterpillars, centipedes and lions. Seems ridiculous I know, but I am. Even my best friends don't know that about me. You don't know how humiliated I'd be to tell them. And what about you? Are you scared of anything? Of course you are, you're perfect, and the perfect human obviously has fears. Everyone does don't they? Even those stupid people who say they're not scared of anything, like Justin. He's said that ever since he was younger, but I know it's not true because in P.E we were working indoors once and a spider crawled across the floor, he threw the football into the air and jumped up onto the gymnastics apparatus they keep in the sports hall. It was hilarious, and everyone found out he was afraid of spiders. But even to this day he denies that that ever happened and we are just trying to make him seem foolish. Anyway, you know the drill, please write back when you can.

X

It was like a diary, my letters to Angel, it said everything you'd ever need to know about me, you know, apart from my name and age. But what does that matter when you have my feelings down there. It was a risky thing I was doing, sending out my diary to a stranger. Except, it could be anyone I know, or maybe Rufus was keeping them? I would never know. At least, I thought I'd never know. That's where ? comes into this. I know who is behind that question mark. But at this point in the story, it's not appropriate to know who it is. It would ruin the whole storyline. 

But I stil needed to talk to Julia, I had tried her cell loads of times, but I figured they may have left by now. And if they hadn't I needed to see her. So I took myself off to her house in the thunderstorm and that was a big deal to me. I never wanted to go out in a thunderstorm. But I had to. Julia's house wasn't far from mine, but it seemed like 1000 miles in that rain, it was horizontal and moving East at about 100mph, trouble was, I was travelling West. I reached her front door, she didn't have the nicest house. It was small with a wooden stable door which was somewhat battered and had a big hole that had almost worn the whole way through. But I didn't care, who does care about the appearance of their best friends house. I knocked on the door three times and waited a few minutes, then turned around in realisation that she had probably left by now. I turned around, I was absoloutely soaked down to the ground. Someone was coming towards me, but all I saw was a blurred figure in the rain. But as she came closer I realised: it was Georgia. Man was I angry at her still. "Hiya." She said slowly, I envied her at the same time, she was carrying a nice big umberella. "I was wondering if you maybe wanted to go to the mall sometime? Or go to the plaza and catch a movie?" I shook my head slowly "oh spare me. I only tried to be nice to you. And what did you do for me?" She looked very scared of me. "I just thought that we could-" I sighed a long, deep sigh which stopped her in the middle of her sentence. "Oh please... You lost me one of my best friends. I can never forgive you for that." I couldn't tell whether she was crying or not, but she looked very, very upset. Had I gone too far? No, don't pity her, "I know what you're saying, but you have me. I didn't mean anything to-" "Ohmidays. You think that's okay!? Getting rid of my best friend then saying that I have you to rely on? No, it's not okay, at all. You will never understand what I'm feeling right now, ever! Know why?" She shook her head slowly. "You will never know because you don't have you floating around acting like an Angel then ruining your friendships. And guess what, it's not a nice feeling!" Now she was crying. "I honestly didn't mean this. You were injured, and I just wanted to make you feel better." I sighed again. "I talked to Ellie... She said you talked about me." Georgia looked around, the rain was getting lighter now. "Ohmigosh. I didn't say nothing bad, I swear on it." I looked down at the floor. "Yeah, she didn't say you said anything bad. I just wanted you to know, I don't think about you in 'that' sort of way." I said, and looked at the ground again, then to Julia's door, there was still no movement from inside. "What kind of way? I only think of you as a friend... Or an instructor. Either one." Georgia had suddenly adopted a sort of shyness. I looked at her straight in the eyes, and leant in. And we kissed. I didn't see it coming, not after that. But we did, and it felt good. I held her hand, and heard a noise, Georgia leant in again and kissed me gently once more, I looked around and saw that Julia's door was open. Julia was standing there, watching in awe. The noise I had heard was the front door open, and she had seen us kissing. "I did not see that coming." I said, partly to Georgia, partly to Julia. I turned around and heard Julia slam the door.