Project Guardian Angel

Interview

I woke slowly to Strawberry Avalanche by Owl City with my face buried in Melody's dark curls seeking comfort from her warmth in my slumber. "Good morning angel." I murmured as she opened her eyes sleepily. "You can go back to sleep if you like." Melody shook her head and yawned making an adorable little squeaking noise.

"I'll make you breakfast while you shower. Its a big day." She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back.

"Thanks." I gave her a quick hug and rolled off the mattress onto the floor where I stood and headed for the tiny bathroom for a shower. What they want with me? I wasn't special. Taking a deep breath I started the water running and stripped out of my black silk nightgown and panties. I can do this, I have to. For her. I stepped under the spray of hot water letting it soak through my hair and run down my back. I sighed and turned so that the shower head was behind me and grabbed the purple squeeze bottle of shampoo. The gentle smell of lavender filled the steam making me relax.

"Everything is going to work out." I told myself working the shampoo into suds in my hair. "Just smile and be polite." I tipped my head back and let the bubbles rinse away with my worries. I always gave myself a pep-talk in the shower. I grabbed the loofah and rubbed the goat milk and oatmeal soap into the coarse material before scrubbing it all over my body. I will go clean and prepared for anything. I smiled and rinsed off the sweet smelling bubbles then shut off the water and grabbed a fluffy towel wrapping it around my torso. A soft knock sounded on the bathroom door and Melody poked her head in.

"Breakfast is almost ready. I picked out something for you to wear. Dry your hair it's cold out." I nodded and opened the door, stepping past Melody into our room.

"Thanks." She watched me for a moment with a smile.

"You look so sexy in a towel." She said. I stuck my tongue out at her and grinned when she laughed before exiting the room. She had chosen black dress pants, a black tank top, and a dark blue blouse along with my silver Ankh necklace. Holding the towel closed with my teeth I slipped on a pair of satin panties and a bra. Surfer's change they used to call it. Dropping the towel I cast the memory from my mind and shimmied into the dress pants. They were sleek and showed off my butt nicely.

"I feel like I'm dressing for a job interview." I shouted.

"You are." Melody yelled from the small kitchen. I sighed but put on the tank top and trudged back to the bathroom to towel dry my hair. I caught myself humming Preacher by OneRepublic and laughed then took a deep breath and sang.

"When I was a kid my grandfather was a preacher. Used to talk about love like he was something of a teacher. He said God only helps those who learn to help themselves. He was a million miles from a million dollars but you could never spend his wealth." I shook my head to make my hair lay flat. Music always made me feel better. I brushed through my hair once more then went back to my room to pull on the blouse and my necklace. The cool silver charm settled into the hollow of my throat and sat there calming my racing heart. My mother had bought the Egyptian symbol for eternal life her eighth grade year back in the spring of 2010. It had gotten us both through many hardships. Lifting my chin and straightening my shoulders I strode into the kitchen just as Melody served me.

"Thanks." I said smiling up at her as I plopped into a chair.

"You should sing more, you have a lovely voice." I blushed and shoveled the deliciously hot and spicy food into my mouth.

"Finish up, its almost six." Melody hugged me from behind, her arms over my shoulders, then she squeezed both my boobs and giggled when I yelped. "For luck." She said cheerily. "Get going." I glared playfully at her but chugged my coffee and left to brush my teeth. "Socks." She reminded from the living room. She's always got my back. I grabbed a pair of crisp white socks and slid them on before dashing down the hall to shove my feet into my shoes and throw the door open.