Anna sat quietly in her seat as she listened to Ms. Cherry announced the other seats.

"Justin, go sit next to Anna, and don't cause any more trouble." She demanded the young boy who had dark eyes. His skin was dark, he sat down next to Anna as she took out a piece of paper and began to draw.

"What are you doing?" He asked as she was shading in the person's hair. She looked to the side with her blonde hair covering her eyes.

"Drawing." She whispered shyly.

"I'm Justin." He smiled as he tried to look at the girl's paper.

"Anna." She smiled sweetly, no one else had talked to Anna, and Justin guessed that it was because she was shy.

"Justin, please be quiet." Ms. Cherry turned around from the board and glared at her student.

"But I was making a friend." He snapped, angry that he was getting scolded for speaking.

"Don't talk back to a teacher young man, be quiet." She turned around on her heels as everyone in the class stare at him as he threw his book at the Ms. Cherry. "To the principal's office!" She snapped as some students jumped back in their seats. Anna turned and looked at him, wondering why he threw his book.

"I'll be back Anna, I promise." He pleaded in his head and walked out starting 2nd grade the same was as it always had been. One boy, Nick, turned around and looked at Anna.

"You loser, you had to talk to the boy and make the teacher snap. Idiot." He laughed as the rest of the class joined as she slid more down into his chair. Since Justin was only outside of the door he walked back in.

"Don't talk to her like that; you're more of a joker than a king." He shouted as Ms. Cherry talked on the phone with the secretary.

"What are you going to do about it? Tell or throw a book, oh I'm scared." Nick stood up and walked up to Justin, Nick was shorter and weaker as Justin was tall and strong.

"I'll tell you what I will do." Justin snarled as he punched the boy in the face, Ms. Cherry came back and looked at Justin, grabbing his arm and taking him down to the office, while dropping Nick off at the nurse's.

-Office—

"Sorry Mr. Jenkins, Justin has a bit of anger problems." Justin's mom pleaded the principal as Justin slouched in the chair next to her.

"Now Justin, why did you punch the boy?" Mr. Jenkins asked him with his gray moustache hanging above his mouth.

"Because, he called my friend a loser for replying to me. Why do you have an old squirrel above your nose?" He asked turning his head to the right looking at Mr. Jenkins's moustache.

"JUSTIN! That is his moustache, most men have one when they're older!" His mother snapped hitting her son lightly.

"Then why do you have one?" Justin replied as his mother shot an evil glare at her son.

"What will Justin's consequences be?" She asked, holding her head on her hand.

"I'll let it go the first time, but next time there will be a consequence." Mr. Jenkins dismissed the two as Justin went running back to his class with a large smile. He sat down next to Anna as Ms. Cherry started talking.

"You may color with someone sitting near you." Ms. Cherry smiled as she handed out a color-by-numbers paper. The picture was a school; Justin rolled his eyes as he moved his seat next to Anna.

"Hi, wanna color with me?" He asked with a big grin.

"Sure, thanks for standing up for me. No-No one has ever done that before." She smiled quietly as he took the yellow crayon and colored in the bus.

"It's ok; I would do anything for my best friend." He smiled as he stared at Anna. "You should keep your hair out of your eyes, blue eyes are pretty." He looked at her as her cheeks turned red.

"Thanks." She pulled her hair back, revealing a large bruise on her neck.

"What is that from?" He asked her as grew worried about her.

"Nothing, just a fall." She lied as he looked at her with sympathy showing in his eyes.

"My Dad was drinking and he got angry that my Mom wasn't home, and he just hit me on the neck."
She spoke fast, nervous he might freak out or something.

"Has this happened before?" He asked her as she stopped coloring the building.

"No, my Mom doesn't like him drinking." She whispered as he hugged. For some reason I can't pull away, I just want to hug her forever. Justin thought as she pulled away.

"It's ok, I'm your guardian angel, whether you like it, or not." He smirked as the two went back to the picture.

-End of Chapter 1-

In this story, I will only show clips of them when they are younger and then, I will say before I start writing, them as teenagers. The beginning jumps around a bit, but get used to it. PLEASE REVIEW IF YOU LIKE IT OR HATE IT! JUST REVIEW IT! There are two songs that fit this story perfectly; "Your Guardian Angel" by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus or "Fix You" by Coldplay. JUST SAYING!