Guardian Angel

Prolouge

Was it really so hard for me to accept the truth?

Did it have to be so hard? Did it have to be so difficult?

I didn't want to. But this…This was all too real.

And I didn't want to accept reality. This couldn't be happening, my mind desperately told me. This was impossible…

But was it really?

I closed my eyes and waited for the end.

CHAPTER ONE; Family Ties

I sighed. This was one of those days. Those days where you're expecting something good to happen-and that good thing got completely destroyed by a severely negative object.

Yeah, it was one of those days.

I ignored my sister's rambling about how some idiot had scratched her brand new car. When Stephanie Kelly gets one of those rare irritated moments-or angry moments, for that matter-she would go on for hours on her "issues". It would take forever for her to calm down; and most of it was spent venting off steam and glaring at who she was talking to.

And currently, that was me.

"David, are you even listening?! This is important! Michael'll kill me if he finds out that…" Her voice went on and on, but my mind was done paying attention.

I got up from the white couch and strode away from her and up the stairs. My family was so…weird. Well, then again, they weren't technically my family. I was adopted, like Stephanie, Rachel, Richard , and Robert. Michael and Samantha Kelly were my "parents". We lived just off the main part of town; more or less outside stuck in the middle of forest, where Michael went about clearing trails and examining wildlife.

Michael, or Dad I guess, is the most environmental-friendly person ever. He does everything possible in our little plot of land (with a bunch of forest) to take care of the various wildlife hanging about. The squirrels, some deer, the ants, the birds-every single one of them was taken care of and cared for. He puts out bird food, deer food, squirrel food, ant food-almost every single type of animal food out there and he dumps it all on the forest life. And then his obsession over the trees was downright awkward; seeing him run outside, sit next to a tree and start talking to it was embarrassing on the most part. He's a very loving and caring guy; one of the people you'd expect to donate tons of blood or money for the general public. Dad is like real dad-a person you can count on. With his forest-green eyes, tall, lean build and with the ruffled brown hair, he's like a hiker fresh from the woods. And counting his adventurous and handsome face, everyone liked him.

Mom-or Samantha-adored Michael. She's been trying to become all "green and eco" but apparently, the forest doesn't like her as much as it loves Dad. The squirrels and birds often attacked her the moment she set foot in the forest boundary-so Mom stayed clear of the forest most of the time. She had nice golden hair flowing down to her neck, a figure that anyone would want to have, and the bright blue eyes also had some kind of energy and spark to them. She too, was beautiful, and considering the clothes that she makes for us and charity, Mom was pretty cool.

Stephanie was the one you could usually count on to support you-always so nice and kind and caring. It was like she was a walking, talking, physical impression of the word "kind". However, except for now, was one of those few times where she'd be pushed over the edge and she'd have an explosion of temper. Other than that, she was totally giving and hippie-all "peace" and no "violence". Her hazel eyes were often shining with hope that mankind would learn to be "peaceful". Stephanie's tiny-she only comes up to my elbow-but she makes up for it by being the top runner for the school's track team. People would guess she's around seventeen. She was also Robert's girlfriend-which was a bit awkward...

Robert, of course, is Stephanie's long-term boyfriend; together for at least a couple of years. Total jock, handsome, and cool. He's actually pretty nice to everyone and usually follows Stephanie around, doing all that hippie crap with her. Nice, soft green eyes and fit body; one of the guys you expect to be a model or something…And his sense of humor is pretty good too. Around eighteen or nineteen, I suppose.

Rachel was extremely shy around other people than her family-she was often hiding in her room, tinkering on some kind of new tech she was making. Often she would come out of her room and come back with arms full of new gadgets and tools. She was always hunched over her work table, drawing out some new blueprint or working on another new invention. Her room was cluttered with wires and mechanical workings, and her short, bronze hair was often messed up and frayed from the multiple experiments she did with wires and electrical fuses. She too was short like Stephanie-whom she was best friends with-but her intellect's size covered up her physical size. Maybe seventeen or eighteen...Rachel barely ever got angry, unless it counted you messing around with her inventions; she'd throw the most biggest fit ever-brown eyes blazing with fury-and chase you from the house. And to be more bizarre, she was Richard's girlfriend.

Richard was almost exactly like Rachel-almost total-hermit; but he hangs out with electrical devices instead of objects. He is usually found on a computer or cell phone, downloading something or texting or posting on forums. Richard was the complete Internet Techno Geek in the house-ask him something about World of Warcraft and he would instantly tell you the answer and go on for a hours about magic and spells. He had on black, rectangular glasses most of the time (from staring at the computer screen for too long) and was lean, but not muscular and not fit for athletic work. His black eyes usually are seen boring into MySpace or Facebook. One would suppose he's around seventeen or eighteen.

Myself? How would I explain myself when I really don't even know my own personality? When will I ever find myself among this crowd of humans?

Oh, right. I forgot to say something.

My family? Yeah, we're all Angels.