Professional Angels

Chapter One: Born Again

"The Day is Dead." My eyes couldn't be seized away from that street art. So much, I still remember it to this day. It seemed to stick with me, for some reason. I wonder why...
That was a long time ago though, back when I could worry about street signs and what color was my favorite. Now it's different. From being a tongue-tied, obedient student in high school that doesn't have any friends, to a boy who is responsible for his little sister, I can't have time to think if the day is dead. My days don't matter, the only one day's matters are Madeline's. Madeline's needs come first, way before mine, no matter what.
I do try to do well in school so that I may get a good job to support us. That way I won't have to depend on the money Mom left us behind forever. I mean, I'm 18 already, I can't be selfish enough not to try hard.
     Every once in awhile, I do take breaks to myself, not checking algebra homework, making dinner, or making breakfast for the morning. Every once in awhile, I just go to the library. I play sweet, innocent computer games like I used to as a kid and read fictional books about things that will never happen, things that are impossible to the world I live in. Sadly, my reality was pretty lame and bland.
       Then someone came into view, which doesn't happen often. Most of the time at the library it's just students who are here looking for books for research. I know all the regulars, so no one really stands out. Especially girls don't really stand out to me, not ever really. This girl though, was different. She was different to everyone in the building it was easy to tell. Everyone looked up. This was a small town we lived in. So for a girl to look like here, was unheard of.
      She had striking long, red hair that fell below her hips. She wore a cloak around her shoulders. She had a small figure, but was tall, just a little shorter than me. Her skin was pale, which allowed her facial structures to be very defined. She was beautiful, sure, but that wasn't the reason she caught my eye. In the cozy aura of the library, hers was blue. Not a radiant blue, the ones that sent shivers down your spine. The ones that went so deep you could feel it in your heart.
    I didn't have a good feeling about her. She was only 10 yards away from me. Then, something happened. She looked at me...