Louis P.O.V
I sat on the floor in my boring white room. I stared at the wall and sighed. Everything in the room was white. A white bed, chair, lamp, carpet, walls, door, desk, and the ceiling.
I lay down and close my eyes as I sigh.
"Who is it?" I ask myself. Who am I supposed to protect? I roll onto my stomach.
I think of every girl, boy, woman, man, and baby I've met in the time I've been here.
My mind drifts to Saige. I lick my lip and place a hand over my thundering chest. My gut hugging itself tightly. I close my eyes as I think of her- Her features, her style, the way she walked and talked.
I open my eyes as I see my 6 foot wings open and I smile.
'She's it...' A voice says in my head. I stand up and fly off the balcony.
I know who Im protecting!!
Saiges P.O.V
I fell on the bed, putting my head on an angle as I stare at the sky. I smile as the golden sky reaches my eyesight.
"Gorgeous!" I feel happiness fill me and I sigh. My head fills with memorial of America and I shed a single tear. It falls slowly down my cheek and I quickly wipe it. "People have it worse than me..."
Although I can't think of anything worse than losing a sister and your parents- seeing them dead and bloody- There are worse situations. For example, I could be an orphan.
I see something fly past my window and I stand, walking over quickly. I look around but see nothing.
"Just my eyes," I say to myself. "Or my imagination..."
I sit back on my bed and think of everything. What I saw moments ago- It had to be something. it was real. A bird? someone throwing something?
I don't know...
But I feel like Im being watched...
a/n: Im SO sorry! I had spent time with family and-and...
I just forgot this weekend! Bottom line! sorry! .xx
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Spy With Wings
RandomSaige Johnson. Family of Simon Cowel. Her whole family back home are dead and they leave a letter. She flies to London, showing up- unknown- on her Uncle Simons doorstep. She's forced to move in and, unknowingly, has a little spy. A spy with wings...
