Angel? Or Demon?

Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Things aren't always the way they seem. Things never seem to happen the way they are planned. Anything is possible in this world, anything from going skydiving all the way to watching snail races at three in the morning. However odd these things may sound, they are something that can happen to anyone who finds interest in it.

This is a story about a girl, nothing really special about her. She loves to read books, drawing and art, playing her guitar and listening to music. She is the kind of person people trust as soon as they see her. She has a knack for helping animals and getting them to trust her, as well as being passionate about her simple career choice in veterinary medicine.

She is a girl with medium length auburn-brown hair, average brown eyes framed by a simple pair of thin glasses. She was a little average for her age, at 5'5" and a little curvy but thin enough to be considered athletic, even though she really wasn't. Her fair complexion was an odd thing that she inherited mysteriously as the rest of her family is Hispanic and of Mexican heritage.

This story is about a girl, of no average worth but her kindness, and her name was Solei Silver.

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I rolled over in my bed, my hand waving around looking for my blaring phone next to me. I groaned as I realized what day it was. Wednesday, the first day of Ag Adventures.

It's the first day of three where two schools join together for their last year in partnership, get volunteers of about 30 kids from each school, and take little elementary classes around a big tent to show them animals and activities that we do in our agriculture classes. To make it even more fun, the schools will rent out moonwalks and a little train ride for the kids to enjoy, but the volunteers cannot participate in.

I rolled out of bed and began looking through my drawers for the one and only agriculture shirt I had. Grabbing a pair of jeans and socks, I got dressed, brushed my hair out and grabbed my dark green hat. My "Steve Irwin" hat as I liked to call it. I looked in my vanity mirror and smiled. I grabbed a small simple purse and looped it around my shoulder and waist, packed my phone, a charger, and some gum.

I nodded and walked out of my room, walking into mom's room to see if she was ready to take me to the school. After a bit of laughter and a quick topsy turvy turn in the right direction to the school, I arrived at Jackson high school. I waved goodbye to mom as she drove off to work and began walking around to see where everything was.

I walked through the first tent and saw it empty, a single little pen in the other end holding a couple hay bales with a plastic bull head and rope next to it so I assumed it was for lasso practicing for the kids. I walked over to the next tent, almost tripping over a bar separating the entrance to the pen surrounding the massive tent. I saw a bunch of heifers and babies as soon as I entered on one side. There was three beautiful horses right next to them and sheep, goats and pigs on the other side. At the other end of the tent, there was a bunch of cages with snow white rabbits and turkeys.

I walked over to the horses and recognized them as the ones that are at the school barn. We go there every Wednesday for a class in agriculture. There was a big black one named Dan, the small pony named Sassy, and separated from the two was a white mare named Frost. I walked to the edge of the coral, smiling when Dan came up and peeked his head over the railing and closer to me. I leaned down and picked up some of the hay off the floor and fed it to him. He quickly nibbled it out of my hand and began sniffing me for more. I giggled and stayed there until class started to take attendance because I was about an hour early.

Everything was hectic as soon as the day started. Little kids started arriving in busses with their chaperones by the dozens, screaming and laughing in awe of the massive tents. I gave a big sigh and stood at the front of the line of the class I was assigned to. I held up the big cardboard sign they gave us to label our group and began the tours.

Right away I noticed that this group of kids would be hard to handle. All throughout the day, I tried to get them to listen to me and to follow where I lead them, but they always seemed to be fighting against each other and calling each other names as well as pushing and hitting each other and not lining up when I told them to. I gave a sigh every now and then and smile as wide as I could without making it seem fake.

I took them to one of the moonwalks designed like an obstacle course and let them have their turn there. I let out a little sigh of relief as they laughed and had their turn as it was the last class of the day before they deflated them for the day. I heard the gentle motor of the train ride heading my way and I looked up, my eyes meeting the train conductors'. I gave a small tired smile, trying to be polite and making it seem like I wasn't staring.

"Smile!" he grinned his widest. "It's almost over." I laughed at that, and his grin grew even more. "I like your hat, by the way." He nodded as he passed by.

"Thank you!" I grinned genuinely. I turned around, staring at the kids, feeling a little lighter than before. Right as the class was almost done, I heard the engine of the train again. I looked up and once again our eyes met, and I burst out laughing to which he responded with a big grin. I shook my head, got my class together as best I could, and took them to a few more exhibits before I decided to take them to ride the train.

When it was their turn, I stayed behind and watched as they loaded up the kids onto the little carts. I noticed the conductor staring at me again, and I smiled in response.

The ride quickly ended, and I saluted to the conductor as a sign of thanks, to which he returned. When the day was done for the class, I took them to their bus, loaded them up and turned in my sign with a sigh. I went to the bleachers that were set up at the end of the second tent near the rabbits and poultry. The teachers called roll once again, and then dismissed us for lunch right as it was nearing about 2:30 in the afternoon. I stayed where I was because mom had bought me lunch and I was happily munching away on fast food chicken strips.

"Jesus, today has been a rough day! I hope tomorrow's not the same way..." I sighed. I got a ride from my teacher to my school, considering I was only visiting Jackson for tour guide volunteer. I stepped out of the teacher's truck, thanked her and began walking home. I trudged slowly home and collapsed on my bed once I locked the door when I went inside.

I laid there, wondering if I could get away with taking a nap. Thinking against it, I got up and went to shower, wondering what the next day held.