A girl with blonde hair, brown eyes, and brown skin would clench a pencil in her right hand. Her white angel wings would flutter with nervousness, a golden heart-shaped locket around her neck. Who was this girl? Her full name was Madison Reneé Marshall, and she was an angel. Well, half angel anyway. And the other half she didn't know, as everyone told her she was half angel, half human. She was 13 years old.
Angels and demons were bitter rivals, angels being inspiring, happy creators that were ideal role models. Demons, on the other hand, were destroyers, beings of pure chaos. Rumors say that some angels hook up with demons and create halflings, children of both creation and chaos. Whichever side discovers the halfling first gets to memory wipe them and raise them as one of their own, hiding their true parents away from them, in fear of the children finding about their roots and rebelling.
Maddie had always been better at destroying than creating, unfortunately, so she didn't really have any friends. Not like she minded it at all. She was okay with being antisocial, listening to music in the back of the classroom while taking tests, or eagerly finishing a math problem and then reluctantly telling the class how to do it.
What about Maddie's parents? Well, Maddie's parents were a topic that people never mention, as people believe her parents are gone forever, even though she childishly insists that her parents are alive somewhere. Her mother was believed to be on a special mission before she disappeared, and her father was believed to have made her mother pregnant and ran away.
Maddie snapped the pencil in half with her right hand. When she realized this, she sighed and slid the remains into the trash can behind her.
"Bye, Peter Pencilia the Third," She whispered under her breath as she grabbed out a new pencil from her pencil pouch.
The bell rang, marking the end of the school day, it luckily being the last day of school.
"Have a nice summer, everyone!" The teacher cheered, dismissing the students.
Everyone rushed out of the classroom, except for Maddie, that is. She stayed behind because she had been writing a letter for the end of the year for each of her teachers, having 8 in total. She nervously handed the eighth one to the teacher and gave the teacher an awkward fist bump, walking out of the classroom, only to have been waited for by the bitchy popular girl.
Her name was Cinder, and she looked and acted (mostly) like the perfect angel, her hair a beautiful silver blonde, her eyes a dark blue, and her skin being white. She mostly made fun of Maddie for having non-existent parents and being black, as well as Maddie being better at destroying than creating.
"Hey, Mads, how ya doin," Cinder would lean against the wall, acting like the bitch she was toward Maddie. "Still trying to find your parents? Give up. They're gone."
Maddie would roll her eyes. "One day I will find them in some dimension and prove you wrong."
"Yeah right," Cinder would roll her blue eyes. "See ya around, darkie."
Maddie's wings would twitch with irritation as Cinder walked away.
Maddie would flap her wings, beginning to fly as she slid on her red headphones, making sure music was playing in her ears. She'd fly to the place she called home, opening the door and plopping on her bed, cranking up the music and deciding to read some books on magic.