Take Your Hand In Mine

Chapter 1

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I was walking on the clouds in heaven waiting for something to happen. I'm not like other angels up here. There's something about me that gets every one suspicious. I won't show my wings to anyone because of how they are. The tips are black as the night sky. They get darker almost every day. My wings were all white at one point...Yes!! Finally!! I've been waiting a long time for this! So...I've put the pieces together that bands play at this concert every year. I think its called warped tour.
   I've been in heaven my whole life. My parents were angels when they had me. It was a rare thing. Anyways, back to my life. I don't want to get caught again listening to music other then what's played in the churches up here. If I got caught again, the arch angels would rip my wings out, I'd be thrown off the clouds, and be a fallen angel. Same thing goes for if they saw my wings. I felt my wings move around my back, aching to get out. I looked around to make sure the cost was clear.
  I took my shirt off revealing me in my bra. I never cared if anyone saw me naked. I was weird like that I guess. I concentrated as hard as i could, still learning with my wings. My skin begin to rip as my wings sprung out. They stretched to their full length before going back to their normal size. I ran my fingers over my right wing checking the tip. I frowned at the sight. The black seemed to climb up both of my wings. I sighed and walked over to the edge, sitting down, and watching the bands play down below. I could just barely make out what they were saying  "Good band huh?" I herd a familiar male voice say. I turned my head sharply towards the voice. " Hey Mason...nerd." I got up, and giving him a bear hug. "I missed you dork face." He said. We've been friends since we were little. He got stuck being an arch angel while I'm a normal one. Joey released me from the huge hug we had. "The fact that you are in your bra-WHAT THE HELL!?"
'Thats i little ironic" I thought. He was quick to grab my wings. Mason ran his finger over the black part. "When did this happen, Peroxide?" He asked stepping a few inches back. Yeah my name is weird being Peroxide.. But I love it. "I-I don't remember.. I didn't w-want you to find out." I cried. I was scared because of him being an arch angel. He pulled me into a hug. "Its okay..shhh..." He cooed into my ear. "Please don't send me down or make me a fallen angel..please Mason, please." I begged.
" I don't plan on it, I love you too much to even think about it." He stroked my hair trying to calm me down. I could hear the singer from the band say that their set was ending. I looked down and saw two figures move around on the stage close to the last one that played. One had colorful hair and the other had black.
I tried to focus on them singing.

"The band your looking at is Blood On The Dance Floor." Mason said. Yeah he likes these bands too. It was great although, everyone else hates this music. "bewitched? " I looked at Mason for approval. He nodded in reply. Mason has known them way longer than me.

he bells rang and that made me retract me wings into my back.
I felt my skin lap over its self as I walk closer to the gate with Mason. I pulled my shirt on as we parted ways. I walked into my place. The doors shut behind me as I stand dead center in the living room.
I looked around noticing my parents weren't home. I walked up the stairs and entered my white bedroom. I hated the fact that everything was white here. White houses, clothes, etc. I plopped down on my bed and drifted off to sleep...

A/N:It took me forever to even finish this