Three Ghosts for Anastasia (Angels & Grim Reapers BOOK I)

Chapter 1: Anastasia with the golden eyes

Anastasia

Thessaloniki, 10 years later

"Anastasia!"

Crap, why do I have to wake up like this every single morning?

"Anastasia! Wake up, you will be late!"

I stood up and then fell back to my bed, grabbing my pillow, ready to let myself sleep a little more. But where had my luck disappeared? My mom entered the room like a typhoon, making me wake up by opening the curtains of my bedroom.

"Nooooo! The sun will melt me." I wailed, pulling the blankets above my head

"School is going to start at 8.15pm; do you really want to be late?" my mom's voice sounded smiling as I peeked at her

"Ok, I am up already!" and I made my way to the bathroom.

Dressing quickly with jeans and a blue T-shirt, wearing my jumper above, I grabbed my bag ready to leave.

"Oh Ana! Let me see you!" my mom shouted from the kitchen and came to my side, as I tried to wear my sports shoes.

Pulling my blond, curly hair behind my ears she looked at my brown eyes, kissing me on the forehead.

"Have a good day and watch yourself."

"Ok, mom. Will you be here for lunch?"

"Unfortunately, I can't. Your dad will come in one hour and pick me up in the car. We will have to go to the office after all."

"Ok, then see you later!" and taking a wide step I ran out from the door.

My home was in one of the most beautiful and classic areas in Thessaloniki. Located in the north of the city, the area had the most amazing view; the old walls and the mountain Olympus, far away across the sea. Well, my father fell in love with this city as also with my mother who lived here. He had come here from New York for an art exhibition and they met each other under the White Tower (talking about romance). And as a lover for anything Greek, my dad had decided that at least I had to finish attending high school here, before heading either to college or the university.

"Ana! Ana!" Helen's voice made me turn.

"Good morning Helen!"

"Please don't walk so fast, I can't catch up with you!"

"It can't be helped; we are going to be late!"

But this was not all; the ghost of her dead cat was flying around her shoulders, moving her ears, trying to make her owner look at her. Oh yes, the one thing I couldn't forget; I could see the ghosts of those who were left behind unable to move on as they have left unfinished businesses in the world of the living.

The cat crawled when she saw me and disappeared behind Helen's shoulder.

"Where are you looking at?" Helen looked behind her.

"I am sorry Helen, I haven't eaten breakfast yet." I patted my stomach, awkwardly.

"Never mind that! Let's go quickly!"

We run through the road until we reached the school. Located around a great old park this location was almost magical; and also it had fewer spirits wandering around here. 

Gladly the first three hours passed really quickly and soon it was time for Gymnastics. Taking the basketball I headed to the back small court. I was ready to shoot when I realized that I wasn't alone; Helen's cat had followed me and she looked at me at the edge of the stairs which were leading inside the main building.