I sat, straight upright on my bedsheets which were neatly laid out for me. I tried not to think about Julia, or Georgia. I was completely home alone now, Claudia was at a birthday party and Mum was shopping. There was a slow knock at the door. Without moving my eyes away from my You Me at Six poster I got up, then turned around and out the door I waltzed downstairs, trying to keep my positive lease. And opened the door, it was Justin and Eddie. "Want to come and play some B-ball at the park?" Those two were very into their basketball, did clubs and matches at school and stuff. Justin was good because he was quite tall. Eddie liked to think he was quite good. "Errm, sure, I'll just leave a note for my Mum." I went into the kitchen and wrote 'gone to the park with Eddie and Justin. B back soon." I tore it out of the notepad and left it on the breakfast bar. I walked back up the hall. I liked our house, seemed odd to talk about it, but I had never really thought about it before. It was very big, and practically had a beach view, we even had a pool out back. But barely ever used it. "Hey wait, what's that you're holding?" I asked, pointing at Justin and Eddie who were both holding big bags. "Swim stuff, we were going to go to the lido, but decided that cause it's a really hot day, it would be too busy." I nodded, then had a sudden idea. "Well, do you want to come swimming at mine, we can uncover the pool easy enough." Justin and Eddie looked at eachother. "Sounds like a plan to me." She came into my house carrying their bags, Justin started bouncing his basketball inside. We went straight through and out of the French doors out to the pool. "Someone change out here, someone in the bathroom and I'll be in my room."
"Watch out, here I come!!" I dove into the pool, scaring the life out of Eddie, but Justin stayed cool. That's what he was, cool. Me and Justin had been friends for years and never once had he lost his temper. He always kept his cool and I thought, maybe that's why people liked him so much. Everybody liked him, teachers, parents, kids. Everyone. He was funny, nice, friendly and approachable.
In my garden I had a small basketball net, but not as good as the ones in the park, but it was fun to be in the pool and try to shoot some hoops. I grabbed the basketball and flung it at the net. It got in. Justin stole the ball off of me and climbed out onto the grass, he dribbled the ball and ran at the net, scoring a very ell exectued slam-dunk. Eddie and I both laughed. Suddenly, my ears pricked up, I heard some mail come through the door. "One second," I said and clambered out onto the patio. I was dripping and would probably dissolve the mail before I could even read it. I walked into the hallway, making a trail of wet footprints on the wooden floor. There were a few bills and then one, at the bottom of the pile, it looked like it had been there a while, possibly hand delivered. It had a black heart drawn in biro on the front and nothing else. Instantly Angel sprung to mind, but then I thought no, it was stupid, she'd never write back. I picked it up and left the others on the floor. I opened it, I unfolded the piece of plain white paper which was inside. And written in girly hand writing, with hearts instead of dots on the i's. It said: Dear X,
I love getting your letters. But I could never write back because you never mentioned anything about yourself. But in my world, I know exactly who your equivalent is. I'm leaving the country soon, and I'm sad that I won't be recieving anymore of your letters unless you can ship them over 5000km to where I'm going, but I don't think the air postman will be so kind. I hope someday I'll see you again.
Angel xox
What!? Angel replied! But she was leaving!? Okay, okay, I needed to think of whom this might be. I could only think of one person who was leaving. Julia. But Julia wasn't Angel, hell to the no. She couldn't possibly be Angel, Julia was not my dream girl. That ruined the whole prospect of finding Angel, so I carried on racking my brains, thinking of who else is moving over 5000km away. But I couldn't think of anyone else.
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