We Are Angels...Nah I was Kidding...were Just Traceurs

chapter -2

AN: EDITED CHAPTER. IMPROVED RATHER

Chapter 2

'Can anybody hear me? Or am I talking to myself. My mind is running empty, in search for someone else.'

I fell off the bed groaning when I heard my alarm clock going off to Simple plan's astronaut. I groggily sat up on the floor and saw the time which was 5 am. Yeah! No. I'm not an early riser.

Please don't be mistaken. It's all for the practices. If I don't wake up early in the morning then the traffic just catches up with my schedule and then I'm not able to do what I want freely.

I went to the bathroom to freshen up and saw that I had bags under my hazel orbs. I sighed as I brushed my teeth. I was used to these bags occuring alternatly nowadays because of lack of sleep. I taken up the night shift at the cafe so working till 9 at night and then the work of closing the cafe added another hour and a half to the time .Mornings were reserved for my training with Jake at the park.

I brushed through my dark brown hair which had some blue highlights in them. I'm not a fan of highlights but Chloe had insisted that I get them and when Chloe says she wants something, well she gets it. As easy as that.

I found some denim shorts and an off the shoulder white top to go with it. I threw on the cothes and then my Parkour shoes with whom I was in love with. Jake had got them for my birthday a few years back and they were something which I couldn't aford.

I locked my apartment door and went down. I passed the loby and then I was out of that hell-hole. Why? Because That's where Jason lost it that night. That's where everything came shattering down to peices. Even me.

I started off with a slow jog in order to not tire my self too fast. I jogged on my toes which is good for the calves. Jake had told me that that was one of the best ways to improve and strenghten the calf.

When I was half way through the way to the park, I took another way to go there. I passed a dark alley, and soon I was in West Brithton. This was one of the most dangerous places in Manhattan. You can even call it a ghetto.

I quickly escaped that area and started off at a fast run. I was nearing the park but something else caught my attention.

In the far east of the intersection, was a jam. A jam of traceurs. Oh my! I thought. This is the first jam I have ever seen here. I drew closer to the jam and saw that there was a group of 6 guys. All of them without their shirts on. What the eff? They all must be having 6pack abs or less.

I was standing right next to them and I had the sudden urge to be a part of it and use that wall as well. I saw two guys, one with brown hair and the other with dirty blonde hair go for a cartwheel and then a back flip against the wall. I was entranced and couldn't stop myself from going ahead and do what I knew.

I stepped forward, picked a pace and did a back hand spring followed by a backward somesault. I grinned when I landed perfectly but that grin soon diappeared when I saw him.

He was standing with a guy who had Blonde hair and blue eyes but I barely spared him a glance. My eyes were fixated on certain someone who had yellow eyes and black hair. I stod gaping at him. It had been what? 9 years since I laast saw him but my eyes still couldn't fathome as to what was happening. I had over the years given him the name of an angel. He had come out of nowhere and he had saved my life.

He hade noticed me staring at him so he cleared his throat and smirked at me. I burned a bright red when I was caught staring.

"Hey you! Who asked you to come here and sct as if you own the place." A guy shouted at me from behind.

He was around 5'8 or so. Not that tall. With brown locks falling on his forehead.

" Hey what you did just now was fantastic. I swear I couldn't get the backhand spring for half a year." 

I noticed that it was probably the youngest of the whole group. Probaby about 16. 

"Um... thanks. It took me a week to get it right but don't worry it was pretty hard for me too." 

I told him with a smile. But after replying I turned around and looked at Angel dead in the eye.

"Thanks alot for saving my life 9 years ago. I didn't get to show my gratitude then but now that we have met again, I just can't stand back and say nothing. Thanks a lot and I owe you one." I said and gave him a heart warming smile which he didn't return. He was looking at me as if I was a ghost and was telling him a joke. Ghost and a joke. Yeah right!

All the guys started laughing when they heard my confession. They were laughing hard. 

" What the hell are you talking about?" He said to me and I just stood there dumbfounded. I thought that it was him and he doesn't even know what I 'm talking about!

"Oh never mind. I must have mistaken you for someone else. My bad!" I told him and with that I ran away from the scene. Training was long forgotten. I grappled one of the ledges of a building and pushed my self over it.