Today I died. Today I saw two angels. And today I vowed for redemption.
*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I heard my alarm clock go off and immediately slammed my hand down on the snooze button, making the digital clock hit the ground. I groggily sat up and rubbed my eyes. "New school. Just great." I moaned out. I heard rapid footsteps and saw my younger brother Xander sprint into my room, his toothbrush clamped in his cheek "Shut up and get ready." I stood up and got dressed in a tight tapout shirt and black jeans. I ate, brushed, and put on my crimson Adidas and looked in the mirror in my room. I looked normal to say the least. My eyes a very dark brown, in some cases it would seem like it was part of the pupil. My hair, a sort of rustic brown was cut short enough not to be a bother but long enough so I could style it a bit. I had normal skin, a nice dark white and a scar on my forehead from who knows where. I had a small five o'clock shadow that didn't need to be trimmed. It stayed like that since puberty. I hung my head. 'When will I stop being a babyface?' I asked myself only to hear Xander yell "HEY DIP HURRY UP! We leave in five!" I groaned as I grabbed my backpack and trotted downstairs to meet my impatient little brother and my burly father. My father had a roundish face like mine and Xanders though his hair was blond like Xanders. He had a nice blonde goatee and almost always wore a smile. "FINALLY!" Xander shouted "Me and dad were waiting forever Croman." I looked at my Xander "I'm ready now." " Alrighty then boys lets go" said my dad who led us to his steel colored truck. I pulled back the seat and Xander crawled into the back as I reset the seat and climbed up. As we were driving dad suddenly said "Croman I have a job for you." I looked at my father curiously. "What is it dad?" "Make some friends Croman." I was ready to reply when Xander cut in "Yeah make some friends. You're looking emo with none," I glared at my brother "Because my friends are all back in the country. I didn't want to move to Datan City." "Well you did so stop your whining." Dad said as he stopped the truck "Were here. now go." He said, booting me and Xander out of the truck. As Xander made his way to the middle school just down the block I looked at the school in utter reluctance. I cringed. 'well time to face high school. I'm ready for this.' After my little mental pep talk and a deep breath I made my way to the school, getting both curious looks and a few mad looks. All and all it was a kind of weird day. In my Honors Math I saw 2 bright red girls. One with green long flowing hair and one with tidy light blue hair with glasses. All they did really was glare at other kids and sucked up to the teacher. In Gym I saw an emo girl who I found out at lunch, loves to eat sweets. When the last bell rung I gathered my stuff and walked out only to see a bright pink hummer and as I walked close to it a green dog looking thing popped up and looked at me with a cocked head "What the hell are you?" I asked, not expecting an answer, when a loud rumble sounded. I looked towards the rumble to see what looked like a black and red gorilla on steroids barreling towards me. I was scared and stuck to my spot until it reached out its hand. I grabbed its hand and using its own weight, sent it flipping over me. I saw a blonde girl in the air pointing a blue object at it and I heard her say "Repent-" but that was all I could hear as the object let off a loud bang and a hole appeared in the gorilla. 'A gun?! What kinda gun can do that when it's that small!?' I asked myself before I saw the goth chick shout "Get away kid!" but it was too late as the gorilla started to bloat up and exploded. I flew back but not for long before I was surrounded in white and landed on a white marble floor. "Hello my child" I heard someone say and I looked up to see a man dressed in a fine suit sitting in a nice white leather chair. "Where am I? Who are you?" I asked frantically. " I am many things but I believe what you call me is god. And you are in heaven." "Why am I here?" I asked, feeling tears start to sting my eyes. "my child...you died." He said, without a smile but still with that caring voice. I clutched my hands into fists, looked to the sky, and started to cry.
Authors Notes: Hey everyone. I'm new to this so I hope you like the first chapter of my first story. If I get enough good reviews I'll write another chapter. Till then I hope all of you like it.