Angel

1st chapter

  The gleaming stars all about the shining moon

Hide their bright faces, when full-orbed and splendid

In the sky she floats, flooding the shadowed earth

With clear silver light.

Now rose the moon, full and silver,

While round stood the maidens, as at a shrine.

Thus sometimes, the women, tender footed,

Dance in measure round the fair altar,

Crushing the fine bloom of the grass.

Come hither moon goddess, Selene, come,

And in golden goblets pour richest nectar

All mixed in most ethereal perfection,

Thus to delight us.

     I’ve been walking in circles, circles that have no end, it’s pointless now just like every waking moment of my life.  The ache in my forehead was just getting worse every second. I tried to ignore it, to get past it but it wasn’t working. 

           I was blankly staring back  at my reflection in the mirror, the mirror of Northwood High. I couldn’t get my way around the Chanel lace jacket that I was wearing. It all was entangled in my purse. I’d carelessly dumped it on my way to school. My foster mom, who apparently adopted me, had given it to me on my 16th birthday.

         I finally managed to get it out of my purse and wore it. Around my white dress and slender body, it fit me like a glove, that’s what she said.  Hoping that the pain would disappear, I splashed some water on my face I looked at my face in the clear mirror. My pale blonde hair was paler than usual, as if it were lifeless. My eyes normally light blue looked bluer than usual. My skin had lost complexion and it was almost white.

        Even though it was technically just the winter beginning, it was still cold and at the same time pouring outside. We received only 40 inches of rain per year and most of the time it was summer. Northwood was located in Blair county, Pennsylvania. The population was only 296, that is 560 people per square mile. The people here were mostly rich, living in manors and mansions but they’re friendly and nice.

      The effervescence of the raindrops sent some chills trough my spine and now it made me quiver. It mostly sounded like as though hailstones were crashing through the school windows. There were wisps of fog around the border of the ivory mirror and that made me feel as if I were looking at an apparition of myself. I sighed heavily, clutched my bag and made my way out.

 The hallways were really long and as for right now, it felt like a walk to the dungeons. Many heads turned up as I walked past them. As it was the basketball season all the walls and board were brimmimg  with poster and banners of ” The house of Timberwolves’’. Most of the cheerleaders were running around in their little blue revealing outfits. I was completely lost in my head walking alone. I used to be one of those cheery cheerleaders before I quit the squad. I’d completely cut everyone out of my social life, just a few of my best friends remained and I had a definite instinct that I was gonna loose them too.

        Still trying to take my mind of my headache, I started searching for something, anything in my locker. The photos that were stuck on the door of my looked rather happier. I was much more approachable back then. I banged the door hard and before I knew it…

      ‘’Angel, where have you been?’’ I saw the face of a pretty confused Britney Davis . She was constantly panting and I swear I could almost hear her breath. She looked worried and disturbed but I chose to ignore. Our friendship was on the rocks ever since I found out about her feelings for Adrien.