Angel picked the lock for the window quietly. She was invisible in the darkness, her purple hair hid well in the night air. The window popped open and she smiled to herself.
The moon was out, high and full in the sky. But it was a little hard to see because of the city lights. The sky was dark and the air was cool. She loved nights like this.
She crept inside and caught sight of her human. She took a deep breath and her wings fluttered a little. She was beautiful, for a human. Her black hair hung at her shoulders, curled slightly. She lips were a beautiful pink and were the right size. She was small but most likely tall. She looked like she could stand up for herself.
The human heard the window open and her eyes opened. She gasped and stumbled backwards. She got to her feet and stumbled to turn on the light. "Y-y-you... What are you?"
Angel smiled, her white teeth shinning beautifully. "I'm an angel."
"B-but you're... purple." She stuttered, watching me with wide eyes.
Angel nodded. "My hair is only purple because my wings are."
The human girl swallowed hard. She didn't know what to think. An angel? That wasn't possible. She must be dreaming. She had to be dreaming. "W-why are you h-here?"
Angel let her wings fall back into place and she took a slow step toward the human "I'm your guardian angel."
Angel nodded. "Please don't be afraid of me."
"I'm not afraid of you." She whispered, breathing heavy. She was afraid but she just hated to admit it.
Angel cleared the space and walked to the human. "What's your name?"
"A-Amy." She said in a soft voice.
Angel smiled and took Amy's hand. "You're beautiful."
Amy blushed and looked down at their hands. "I didn't think angels existed."
Angel smiled. "Hard to get used to, I know. But it doesn't take long."
Amy let go of Angel's hand and walked back to her bed. She sat down and pulled a blanket over her. "How is that even possible?"
Angel walked over and sat down beside Amy. "I was born this way. I don't exactly know how it happened."
"So there isn't some weird story about how it happened?"
Angel shook her head, her light purple hair flying across her face. To Amy it looked like hair Katy Perry would wear. "No. I don't think so. My parents never told me it if there were one."
Amy looked over at Angel. "Aren't angels and God like... really close?"
Angel shrugged. "I don't know. I've always thought my mom was in charge of the angels."
"You mean, like a queen?"
"That's exactly what she is."
Amy cleared the fear from her throat, calm and peaceful now. "Why are you here on earth?"
Angel looked down at her hands. "My mother banished me from our land."
Amy moved closer to the angel, feeling tears fall onto her hand. She wiped Angel's cheeks away. "Hey, don't cry. Things are getting better, aren't they?"
"I guess." She mumbled, sighing. "I was sent her to watch over you. Your parents aren't getting along to well, are they?"
Amy shook her head. "No."
Angel looked over at Amy. "I don't want to screw this up."
Amy took Angel's hand and smiled at her. "Your mother still loves you, Angel. Even though you messed up."
"Amy?" Angel asked, tears still rolling down her cheeks.
"Promise me you won't send me away."
Amy hugged her. As scared as she was, as confused as she was, she hugged the angel. Something inside of her sparked and they both felt something change. Amy looked back at smiled at Angel. "Do you have somewhere to stay tonight?"
The angel shook her head. "Not until tomorrow afternoon."
"What do you mean?"
Angel laughed. "I'm buying an apartment tomorrow. You don't have school, right?"
Amy shook her head. "Tomorrow's Saturday."
"Good. I'll need your help."