Èlite - No Angels

Chapter 1.

Isadora still thought, it was a bad joke...where was the hidden camera - like in the comedy channels on TV?

But when nothing happened after minutes and the Toddler continued to sleep and looked visibly exhausted on her bed, Isadora's brain cells, drunk and stressed by the last party, started working.

Maybe someone was just making a joke and it was some kind of...hologram?

For a brief moment , Isadora thought about whether she had been using drugs lately...but even that wouldn't explain such a crazy situation.

Maybe if she just went to sleep ....everything would be the same again...yes...that's exactly what the student would do.

But first she grabbed the things she needed to shower and disappeared into the adjoining room.

But even when hot water ran over her face and body minutes later, it didn't bring clarity.

Freshly showered and changed, Isadora collapsed onto her bed, set the cell phone alarm for 6:30 a.m. and slipped into a restless sleep.

Sure that she must have only dreamed all of this and the appearance of the self-proclaimed guardian angel Lucrecia.

Something woke Isadora up later.

It wasn't the typical ringing of her alarm clock...it was a different sound, that didn't quite fit in her bedroom.

She couldn't really place it , because it was in the room but still penetrated her ears like cotton wool.

As if it was far away and just a signal from her subconscious.

Somehow it sounded like clothes being thrown on the floor.

But she was alone... her brain was probably still half dreaming.

Only when something suddenly landed on her right hand , Isadora open her eyes and blindly grope for the switch, that was responsible for the ceiling lighting.

Within a few seconds the bedroom was illuminated with a bright light and the blonde's eyes barely adjusted to the new lighting conditions and the chaos that reigned.

On the floor in front of her bed were various socks, single shoes, party shoes, high heels or even a few comfortable sneakers that Isa actually wore in private in a few situations.

Individual tops and skirts were scattered on the floor - at the foot of the bed , she recognized the top of the Las Encinas uniform and on her right hand was the red tie that belonged to the uniform.

Her gaze continued through her now chaotic bedroom, over to her large wardrobe, in which several drawers were torn open, standing open and clothes were lying on the floor.

For a moment, Isa was overcome by panic that it could be a burglar...but a soft gasp to her right made her drop this assumption.

"Oh no, no, no - put that back down now!" - Isadora cursed and glared seriously at the little girl from last night, when she tried to pull one of her handbags onto the bed.

The smaller blonde paused in surprise, but didn't let go of the handbag , but instead looked innocently over at the now awake and unenthusiastic Isadora.

"Malia helps", the Girl spoke, as if it was obvious that she was responsible for this chaos.

But Isadora saw it differently...on the one hand it couldn't be real and on the other hand she wouldn't argue with a small child.

The student threw the blanket aside, stood up and wanted to reach for the handbag...which caused Malia to proudly hold it out to her and look at her with a cute smile.

"Good? School bag?", the girl asked, pointing once to the handbag and then to the clothes on the bed.

"Whatever hologram you are, you can deactivate yourself now. It's so not funny!", Isadora said pissed off.

Malia took a few shaky steps backwards away from Isadora , as her tone became angrier.

Her green eyes sparkled uncertainly.

Wasn't Isaodra happy , that she had helped so much?

After all, Malia was just trying to find everything she needed for her school uniform.

Her mommy also had similar clothes in the closet and even though Malia's memories and her mommy's face were very blurry and she couldn't get a clear picture in her mind, the girl had the logo of the school her mommy and daddy went to recognized and that meant that she was allowed to help Isadora...she had also helped her parents back then and just as chaotically tried to look for the uniform and school bag.

That didn't always work out well and ended chaotic, but Malia was convinced that she had helped.

A knock on the door to the master bedroom, made the older blonde look away from the chaos.

She heard Bilal's voice on the other side.

The security guard wanted to know if everything was okay... he was probably attracted by the student's pissed off and angry voice.

"Yes, I'm fine, Bilal!", Isadora heard herself say and then carelessly , threw her handbag onto the bed cover. Why doesn't she finally wake up from this strange dream? And why doesn't the child disappear?

"If I ignore it, the problem will definitely solve itself", Isadora muttered to herself, finding this plan perfect.

Except Malia really seemed to be pulling out all Ideas, to get Isadora's attention.

Damn, she even had the nerve to climb onto the bed next to her and get unhealthy close to Isa.

"Just disappear! Dissolve into thin air and...", before Isadora could even think about pushing the girl off the bed, her smartphone rang and the Queen of Ibizia automatically reached for it.

It was a message from Iván.

He was on his way to the Club complex to have breakfast with her before school started.

It wasn't that Isadora didn't love spending time with her best friend...it was just that her head was somewhere else.

She actually wanted to write a quick message, but her finger slid on the display , so that she came to her photo gallery and one of the first photos was visible there.

"Espe - pretty pony" - Malia murmured suddenly and pointed with one hand at the picture that was on the display.

"How do you know the horse's name?" - Isadora heard herself asking loudly.

It was true...the horse was named Esperanza.

But there were very few people who knew about it.

And this little girl was definitely not one of them.

"Tia said...before bye bye.....Espe...ranza", Malia spoke again and pointed to the photo of the horse with her small hand.

"Your guardian angel told you yesterday huh? Would be one coincidence too many....okay listen....I'll deal with you later and.....until then two friends of mine are watching over you. ....oh damn!", Isadora muttered as she heard the voices of her security guards and her best friend Iván. How quickly did he get here?

"You just sit here... I...sort it out... and keep your small paws away from my handbag, understand?", Isadora said and wanted to get up, but then the door to her bedroom opened and she first looked into the faces of the two security men and then in the face of her best friend Iván. Shit.

The little blonde-haired creature made a high-pitched, fascinated noise as it reached for the handbag and looked at the contents. And questioning looks were now on Isadora.

"Good morning boys. Iván we can go have breakfast straight away, Dídac & Bilal please keep an eye on my...goddaughter while we're away, okay?"

Goddaughter? Yes, Goddaughter.

It was the first thing that came to Isadora's mind about the child's sudden appearance...the girl's guardian angel had also introduced herself that way yesterday.

And the boys' looks became a little more confused. A sign that their good chaotic plan was going to work.

Hopefully.