unknown angel

can i trust her

Before I had time to think about that question the bell rang. Saved by the bell I guess. I was able to come up with a pretty good lie by the time sixth period ended. 

"hey so what did you mean by wing spasm." Lizzy says clearly she has been thinking about it too

"well you see I-" I began 

"before you lie to me tell me one thing. why did you need your bag then?" she states clearly not impressed.

"fine." I grab her hand and walk her to the gym.  "when I fell off this rope i ran to the locker room. I felt my corset break and so I went into a stall. I had a corset in my bag and so I asked you for it. knowing the class was almost done I put on my clothes."

"Sure..." she says totally is not falling for it. 

"Okay you know what I will tell you this but you can't tell anyone. Okay?" I ask her

"I won't tell anyone." she says with a straight face.

"This isn't a crush secret this is a big deal secret so no telling anyone."

"Our secret." she says crossing her heart.

I take a deep breath. This is the third person to know about this other than me. Then my mom died. So me and my dad are the only people who know till now. I take off my corset and my wings spring out blowing my hair in my face. Her jaw drops. "Okay so you probably think you are going crazy but you are not." I sit next to her on the locker room bench. "Don't forget to breath."    

"I do think i am going crazy." Lizzy says "You have wings, like with feathers and everything?" 

"Yea" I smile "Do you have any more questions?" 

"Can you fly?" 

"You know i have never tried it." I laugh at myself. 12 years and I have never tried to fly.

"Well that ends today." She stands up and grabs my hand.

"Wait I cant tell everyone."

"Then do your thing that hides them." I fold in my wings in and put on my sweater. 

"Lead the way." I say

We walk thru the woods near our school until we come to a clearing. I take off my sweater and let my wings relax. I start to run. my wings flutter behind me but for the first time don't care i jump into the air and use every muscle in my body to push them down. then up. down. up. I am flying.Ii feel the wind in my feathers. I look down for the very first time since i jumped up. 

Lizzy seems like an ant she is so far away and so small. I close in my wings. Lizzy screamed. I opened my wings into a parachute and landed lightly on the ground. 

"I thought you said you have never flown before?" She asked.

"I haven't. I guess it's in my blood."  I say. "You don't seem that surprised that I have wings."

"Shock I guess." she shrugs. "can I feel your feathers?"

I hesitate. I just met her and she already knows my secret. "uh... sure."  I stretch out my wing.

She reaches out her hand and for the first time i feel a hand on my wings. Her fingers are soft and warm. Her gentle hand pets my back. I feel at peace for the first time since my mom died.

When she brings her hand away I notice a birthmark shaped as a diamond on her wrist. She notices me looking at it and quickly pulled down her sleeve.  "We should get home. Our parents will be worried." she says. 

"My dad is working late so I can be out longer. I don't have any homework anyway so."

"What about your mom?" she asks.

"She died." 

"Oh, I am sorry. Can I ask how?"

"Car crash."

"Well I would love for you to meet my family. We won't tell them about anything you are uncomfortable with. Especially the wings thing." 

"Okay. Can we stop by my place?" I ask.

"Yea. Lets go."