Chapter Two:The Test Has BegunA Chapter by AbbieChapter two of my book! Hope that you guys like it! Oh, by the way, I changed Sophorah's name to Mira,'cause I have a character in another book named Sophora. Mira means astonishing in Latin."Thank you all for coming today. As you know, Today you will graduate after you pass your test. So good luck to all of you on the test. Please go to your assigned assessor for your individual test." Said Professor G.
Professor G. was in charge of the A.N.G.E.L. building. The Head of all the A.N.G.E.L. buildings actually. He ran everything. He expected perfection though. I was not perfect in the least. And sadly for me, he was my administrator for my test.
I walked over to him determined and confident, well trying to look that way at least. It must have worked be cause a moment later he said cheerfully , "someone looks determined and ready to go!"
"Yes Sir!" I replied acting enthusiastic. I was terrified of this test. I may have been the best flyer, the greatest student, the model of greatness, but I am not what I appear top be. I don't want to be a good student, I don't care what others think of me, I don't care if I 'm nice or not, and most of all I care for my self first and others later. You're probably thinking that I am a horrifying person, evil in every way. You might be right, you may not. I don't care though, I have my reasons and I don't have to explain them to you.
"Good! now lets get going! right this way." He said walking down to the exit of the building.
"Um, aren't I supposed to be taking a test?" I said confused.
"Yes. You are supposed to be taking a test and if you follow me then we will begin." Professor G. stated rather testily. I guess what I said came out rather sarcastically.
We walked toward the edge of the cloud. Professor G. formed a small cloud out of thin air and stepped on. Not because he was superior and he had that kind of magic(well, he was superior, and he does have that kind of magic because of that ...but that's not the point!), but because In fact Professor G. is not an Angel. He is ...well everything. He is the One. Professors J. and M. aren't Angels either. The rest of the professors are though. We don't really know why they aren't angels, but we learned not to ask questions about it.
I figured that we would be flying, so I opened my wings. I had a wing span of thirteen feet. My wings were pure white except for a small black mark on my left wing that I think to be a 'D'. Not sure why I have it, it is strange. It's not like anyone else has one. I haven't said anything about it to anyone else, except for Mira. She finds it peculiar too.
Professor G. Was already descending towards Earth so I figured that I should also get a move on. I started gracefully flapping my wings and when they finally got me off the ground, I flew off the cloud and floated in air. Turning slightly, I dived. The air rushing against my face felt nice and cool. If you have don't have wings then, I suggest you get some because the feeling is wonderful. I turned my head to the right and saw Prof. G. on the side of me descending just as fast as I was. Soon we managed to get to Earth. It was a dark ally, probably in the city somewhere. "Um, Sir, Is this where we are supposed to be? In an ally?" I asked confused. What did this have to do with passing my test? "Yes. We are in Boston, Massachusetts of The United States of America. You are going to go help three people accomplish a goal that they are trying to accomplish. Nothing that they don't deserve, as always. Then you are to save someone's life. That is your test. You have...thirteen hours. Here is your bag of magic." Professor G. said handing me a little silver pouch with swirls of black. " Use to change form or preform some little magic. I'm sure you will pass, you have always been the top of your class. good luck." And with that Professor G. took off. I retracted my wings and started thinking. The easiest people to help would be the homeless. Couldn't be too hard. I opened the pouch, inside there was thirteen little stars. Yes, real stars as in, from the sky. That's what miracles are made of. Grabbing one of them, I held it to my heart and thought of what I wanted: To look different.
I pictured myself with short black hair with streaks of red. My eyes were a pale grey. I wore a black t shirt with ripped jeans that were held up with a broken heart belt. I also wore black lace up combat boots, gloves, and lots of necklaces. This way, I gave off that ' don't mess with me' vibe so I wouldn't be harmed. Now that I was disguised, I got to work. © 2012 AbbieAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on April 5, 2012 Last Updated on May 30, 2012 Tags: angels test love save please AuthorAbbieMAAbouthey guys! I'm Abbie :) about me: I'm fourteen I love to read I love to write I like anime I'm in the eight grade, soon to be ninth I want to be a teacher when i grow up I also want to pub.. more..Writing
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