wild flowers in her hair

angels and demons.

Why was Chloe a completely different person today? The quiet girl who never says an unnecessary word. Well behaved Chloe, who keeps calm and never says anything bad to teachers. What made her turn into someone who stands up for her own rights?

I stare outside the window, sunk away in my own thoughts. Why was this day so weird, so... different? I see little raindrops falling out of the sky. The little drops blur the window. I wish I was just a raindrop. No feelings, nothing to be hurt.

'Miss Foster? Can you give us the answer of this question?' A voice woke me from my thoughts. The teacher looks at me, full of patience. She has respect for us, she is the only teacher who cares about others. 'Miss Foster?? Hello?? Are you okay honey?'

Oh shit I have to answer a question...
The class looks at me, some are giggling. Chloe looks at me with a straight face. What was the question?

'Miss Foster can you answer the question please?'

Talking under my breath I ask Chloe what the question was. I hope she understands what I mean... her mouth moves careful and quick.

'Fifteen....' I start, what was the next part? Chloe is now making intense gestures. What is she trying to tell me?

'Fifteen um,' I stutter. The teacher is patiently waiting.

'Fifteen mangoes!' I almost scream. Yes I have the answer! This is what Chloe tried to say!

'Miss Foster are you okay?' The teacher looks at me with a worried face. What??

'No?? Um, I mean yes!' Oh my god this is so embarrassing.

'We're not in maths right now honey, this is geography,' the teacher still looks worried. Her bright blue eyes scan my whole face and body, checking if she can see what was wrong.

'Let's go have a talk outside,' she points at the door. But there's nothing wrong! What is happening?

As I walk to the door, some classmates are pointing and whispering. Chloe looks me right in the eyes. Is she trying to tell me something?

I walk through the door and as soon as I'm in the cold hallway, with my teacher, she slams the door.

'There's something wrong with you,' my teacher starts.

'No, there's nothing, really,' I try to stay calm. Well, actually there is something but I'm too afraid to tell. That about the crows sounds weird and unrealistic. She will probably think I'm a baby.

'You're too afraid to tell it right?' She asks calmly.

Did she just read my mind??

'Is it anything with crows?' She asks.

Okay this is getting scary.

'Umm, yes?' I stutter.

'I knew it!' My teacher suddenly blasts.

What did she know? Is there anything about me that I don't know?

'A crow looked me right in the eyes, after following me during my ride to school this morning,' why did I say this?

'And what did you do?' I can see sparks of fascination in her eyes.

'I-I did nothing...' why did I lie? I already told her the truth, why would I lie about this? Because it's weird to tell you talked to an animal.

'Well,' I scratch my back, 'actually I did something...'

'Mhm, go on.' She keeps looking me in the eyes.

'He stared me right in the eyes, I told him "what do you want from me?" and then I said "go away." and he flew away. Gone.' I tell her, I feel my hands shaking why is this all so dramatic? It was just a dumb crow looking at me.

The teacher looks worried, it looks like she's trying to figure something out. And it's hard for her. After a minute she says something

'Okay...' she mumbles, 'Alex, I don't know how to say this but...' Alex?? Why doesn't she call me "miss Foster?"

'Alex, you have a twin sister.'

'No I don't.' I say it calmly, but I try everything to stop my hands from shaking.

'You do. The only problem is that she lives in another universe. A completely different world. She isn't like normal people. She is half an angel...'

'NO SHE ISN'T, I DON'T HAVE A SISTER!' I scream. I didn't even want to. I can't believe this. A twin sister. An angel??

'Alex please, let me explain... your sister is trapped. They keep her for her power and her beauty. They use her. They stole her from your family and they kept her since her birth. She never went outside of her prison, the castle.'

'...'
I'm too confused to say something. 'Who are "they"?' I decide to say.

'The demons...'