Author Note:

Brief Note: Kris is Krysta's nickname.

-CWA

(P.S. Please review!)

Chapter 1- First Day/Day on the town (Angel P.O.V.):

I rubbed my eyes and yawned. I looked at the alarm clock, 5:58. Geesh, I woke up before my alarm…Well… by two minutes anyway. I turned off the alarm, stretched, yawned, and got up. I looked around my room. I was almost the total opposite of Krysta. The walls were all white, the carpet was pink, I had dark pink curtains over the window, and a light pink dresser that had pictures of Krysta and me on top of it. My walls were covered in photos that I took, but not all of them.

I got up and showered. Then I put on my day clothes of choice. I didn't put on any makeup except some really light lip gloss. I fixed my hair and looked at the clock. 7:30. Did I really take that long of a shower? Apparently. I hurried downstairs, cursing my slowness in the morning. My Auntie was nowhere in sight, and I looked around confused. I found a note on the fridge,

Dear little Angel,

Sorry hunny. I have work today L

I couldn't see you off to school,

Ah well, I'm sure you can find your way J

-Auntie

I sighed and quickly grabbed a piece of toast and ran out the door, hoping not to be late for school. I ran down the street and looked…and looked….and finally! I saw a large building with a sign that said 'Welcome to Sweet Amoris High School!'

This is the place. I walked through the doors, and ran into a small woman in a pink dress with her gray hair in a bun.

"Hello, you must be the new student. Angel LeAnn?"

I nodded shyly.

"Good. You need to see Nathaniel, he's in the student council room, to go check your paper work."

I nodded and then did a double take. Where the bull hockey did she go? Damn that woman's fast. I shook my head and walked through a door that had a sign saying 'Student Council Room.'

"Hello..." I called softly. A handsome boy appeared. He was wearing a white shirt, a blue tie, jeans, and sneakers. He looked professional. His blonde, golden hair, and golden eyes made him even more handsome.

"Are you Nathaniel?" I asked softly. Sure I am pretty okay, but only around people I know. I'm shy around new people unless they do something that really pisses me off.

Nathaniel P.O.V:

"Yes, I'm Nathaniel."

I smiled, this girl was pretty. She had long wavy blonde hair and dark purple eyes. Interesting. She must be the new student. I looked down at my clipboard.

Angel. Hmm…Somehow, that's fitting. She nodded her head shyly.

"I was told you could help with my enrollment."

I smiled brightly.

"Of course. Let's see…" I looked down at the clipboard, "First you need to pay the 25 dollar student fee, get a student ID, and then have a parent or guardian sign this form. All your other forms are..." I went over to the cabinet and looked through them. I frowned.

"Hmmm…"

"What? What's wrong?"

"Your forms are missing. I'm sure I misplaced them." Though I'm actually sure I didn't misplace the forms. I do not misplace things.

She nodded, "Okay. I don't know where I can get the student ID, and can I bring back the guardian signature tomorrow?"

I was about to say no… but I looked into her deep purple eyes...I shook my head, "Of course you can. You can get your student ID at the dollar shop…and…"

I coughed a bit embarrassed and I felt my cheeks redden, since I am not usually so forward, but this girl…this angel… I can't help it.

"Would you like me to show you around the school later?"

She smiled and I felt my heart flutter… what's wrong with me? I just met this girl! GAH!

"Sure. I guess I need a friend here until Kris comes."

She left the room. And I faltered… Chris? Is that her boyfriend? Oh gosh…

Angel P.O.V:

I left to room. Nathaniel was nice. I think he will be a good friend, and I need a friend until Krysta gets here. I don't understand why he was so embarrassed though… Maybe it was my eyes? If it was, that's rude. I can't help that my eyes are a very rare color. My thoughts were interpreted as I walked into something hard. I fell backwards.

"Ow…" I rubbed me head and looked up. Standing above me, with an annoyed look, was a rebel-looking dude. He had un-natural red hair, a black leather crop jacket, jeans, sneakers, and a red Winged Skull shirt. I don't like rock music, but I know their logo because of Krysta. Despite his annoyed look, I stood up and decided to introduce myself.

"I'm Angel."

Castiel P.O.V:

Hmm…this must be the new girl. Angel… strange name. I grunted.

"Castiel, now get of my way."

Her eyes narrowed, "Well aren't you just a gentleman."

"Ya got that right."

She rolled her eyes. "Nice Winged Skull tee."

I blinked. Not many girls listen to rock, and she defiantly doesn't look like she would listen to rock. Classical, sure, but not rock.

"You know Winged Skull? You listen to rock?"

She shrugged, "No, but my best friend does. Winged Skulls is one of her favorite rock bands. Now, will you get out of my way."

Her favorite rock band? Huh. I hope I meet this 'best friend' of hers. I hope she's hot. I stopped listening to what she said after the things about her friend. I figure it was some girly thing about her or something.

Angel P.O.V:

Well, he's rude, staring off into space. Well, apparently I wasn't going to get a reply. Good. I walked away to the front doors of the school. Wait… do I need to sign out or something? Hmm…

…I hope not. I left the school. I walked around, and was half tempted to stop at the Jewelry Store. I walked into the dollar shop where an older man greeted me.

"I need to get a student ID."

"Very well. Stand against the background over there."

I go over to this photography set that had a blue sheet against the wall. The man came over holding a camera and took my picture. He did something on the computer and the camera and then printed something. He went back to register, entered something in, and handed me a sheet of paper.

"You need to fill this out."

I grabbed the paper and a pen that was laying on the counter. I looked at the sheet and began filling it out. It had some basic stuff on it, and soon I was done. I handed it back to the man who entered something on the computer and printed something. He was holding a piece of plastic that I assume is my Student ID.

"That will be 10 dollars."

I handed him the money and grabbed the ID, then left the shop.

I walked slowly past the clothing shop, admiring the cloths. I saw a flash of black hair and red. I knew who it was. I walked into the store. I was greeted by the clerk, who was fashionably dressed in Victorian era clothing and looked only a year or two older than me.

"Hello. I am Leigh, how may I help you?"

He took a look at me, "And why aren't you in school?"

I smiled and looked at the ground, suddenly shy, "I needed to get some things for school. I don't need anything, but I saw my friend in here."

He raised an eyebrow, "Friend?"

I nodded, "She's a bit taller than me, black hair covering her eye…. A red crop shirt…"

I think I saw a slight blush on his face at the mention of Krysta's shirt. I don't blame him. It is a crop shirt, and it is a tad tight. Plus, Krysta does have…some things…to flaunt. She doesn't do it on purpose, and I don't think she realizes it. It's just how she is and how she dresses.

"Oh. I apologize. I did not except her to be a friend of yours. I mean no offence, but you are a bit shy, and look…girly. And that girl is a bit…."

I nodded in understanding, "I know. Her name's Krysta. I'm Angel. Did you see where she went?"

"Down aisle 5."

"Thanks."

I headed down that aisle of clothing. I can see why Krysta is looking here. There's plenty of different style and colored crop tops, fingerless biker gloves, skinny jeans…her style of clothing. I saw her holding up a skirt. It was black and had a chain on it. I briefly wonder how she got here. Probably walked, since she hasn't bought or rented a vehicle yet, or made one.

"That would look nice on you."

Krysta didn't seem surprised that I was there, and if she was she didn't show it.

"I don't think so… it's a skirt..."

Krysta crinkled her nose and I stifled a laugh, "Maybe. But it's your style. You should at least try it on…please…"

I looked at her with my puppy dog eyes, knowing full well that she can't refuse the eyes.

She growled out, "Fine."

I fist pumped 'yeah!' the puppy dog's eyes never fail. Krysta headed towards the changing room.

"WAIT!"

Krysta turned around and raised an eyebrow at me.

"You can't change into just a skirt. Give me a second."

I looked through the clothes and quickly found an awesome shirt, a jacket, shoes, and I handed her a necklace.

"Where did you get a necklace at a clothing shop?"

I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly.

"I got it a while ago, and I meant to give it to you yesterday when you got here as a welcome present, but I forgot. Now go! Go change!"

She growled slightly, but I ignored her.

I handed her the items, and she took them with a sigh. She went into the changing rooms and I sat in a chair outside the changing room doors to wait for her. Finally, she stepped out. She was wearing the black skirt with a chain, a red Winged Skulls crop top, a black crop leather jacket, the necklace which was a black chocker with a red ruby, and knee high black combat boots. Of course, she also had her fingerless black gloves.

"I don't know…."

"You look great!"

"…It's a skirt…."

"Please…"

Puppy dogs eyes, they never fail. She sighed, "Fine. I'll get them. At least it's a Winged Skull tee."

She smiled slightly, "Now the other piece of clothing looked interesting too."

"What other piece?"

She blushed slightly, "It's a dress."

"You thought about buying a dress?"

"I need something formal."

I shrugged, "Okay… go put it on then, but you better come out so I can see it!"

"Okay."

She left into the changing room and emerged a bit later.

"Whoa…"

Krysta was wearing an elegant dress. It flowed down to ankles, I mean it actually flowed. It was a deep red and showed off Krysta's figure. The top part was black and had black thin strips that tied around her neck. It was also a V-neck, but it looked extremely nice on her.

"That is defiantly Angel approved."

"I don't know…it's a dress….maybe I don't need something formal…"

I shook my head, "Nope. You're getting it."

"But I don't know…."

"Leigh!"

"What…"

The cashier showed up. He looked with wide eyes at Krysta and she blushed slightly. She glared at me.

"What do you think of Krysta and her dress? She doesn't seem to think it does her good."

Leigh was still a bit speechless, finally he managed to say something.

"It….Krysta, was it? Krysta you are beautiful and the dress…I have never seen any of my dresses look more gorgeous on someone."

Krysta looked at him, and so did I.

"Thanks. One of your dresses?"

"I am not just the cashier. I am the owner, and the designer."

"Impressive."

I pushed Krysta back in the dressing room, "Go on change back so we can leave."

"Thanks Leigh."

I waved at him, and he hesitantly left.

Krysta came back out, holding the clothes and went to the cash register.

"I gotta go back to the school. Bye Krysta!"

I waved and Krysta waved back.

I ran out of the shop.

Krysta P.O.V:

I watched Angel leave the shop. I'm glad I ran into her, otherwise I probably wouldn't have ended up getting these things. I barely ever go shopping, I hate it. I originally came out to get groceries but this place…. The designs… I couldn't resist. I walked to the register.

"How much?"

"Nothing."

I looked up shocked, "What?"

Leigh, I think, smiled. "You are new to the town. I haven't seen you before. Consider the outfits…welcome gifts."

"Ah…Thanks."

Leigh smiled charmingly. Oh great, I don't do dudes…. Okay that sounds so wrong. I mean, I don't date. I don't like dating. Besides who would want to date me? I'm….me…not to mention my….past. If any guy knew my past, he would be running. I sighed.

"Thank you Leigh."

I started to leave the shop, but I ran into someone, dropping my bag that had the dress in it. The dress was now on the floor. Great. I also fell on my back.

"Sorry."

I looked and glared at the dude you made me fall. He had Victoria Era clothing. He had one green eye and one yellow-brown. His hair was silver with black tips. Cool. Leigh appeared and put out his hand, which I refused, still glaring at that guy, and brought myself back up. Leigh glared at the guy. The guy looked shocked for a very brief moment.

"I am Lysander, and I'm sorry. Let me help you."

He picked up my bags and dress. He smiled at the dress and chuckled when he saw the Winged Skulls t-shirt peeking from my other bag. I took the bags.

"Thanks."

"You are welcome. I admire your choice of dress. My brother does good work, doesn't he?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Yeah. Brother?"

"Yes. This is Lysander my younger brother who should be at school."

Leigh glared at Lysander.

"I forgot my notebook."

I sighed and left them to their bickering.

I walked back to my apartment and looked at the time- 2 o'clock.

Not long till Angel get outs. Dang, she is going to be in trouble with the teachers. Hehe, Angel…in trouble…I guess I'm finally rubbing off on her.

Angel P.O.V:

I quickly ran back to school when I saw the time. Yikes. I went to the Student Council room and saw Nathaniel.

"Nathaniel?"

He looked up from his paperwork and smiled.

"Angel. I found your paperwork. Some guy named Ken, another new student, had it."

I froze. "Ken?" I shrieked. Nathaniel was a bit shocked and raised an eyebrow. I sighed and explained.

"Ken went to my old school in the other town. He…well…he's a…tad clingy."

"ANGEL!"

Nathaniel and I turned around to see a very happy Ken standing in the doorway. Glasses and all. Oh joy…

"Ken, GET OFF OF ME!"

He let me out of his bone crushing hug with a tad hurt look on his face, but he quickly put on another smile.

"Sorry. I was soooo happy! I transferred here to be with you! And no one can get between us!"

I glared at him then I smirked, I know of Ken's worst fear.

"Ya know Ken, Kris will also be coming to this school."

He squealed, he knew Krysta- or Kris, which is her nickname. I ignored Ken's horrified look and continued.

"You know Krysta will hurt you. I suggest you might wanna leave."

He ran out of the room screaming about a demon… hehe… he always called Krysta that. She was pretty scary.

Nathaniel P.O.V:

The Ken guy ran out of the room, screaming about something. I wasn't paying attention. She said that Chris dude would be here soon. I was doomed. I might just lose any chance I have. It's obvious this Chris is important to her. And it goes both ways. I always have bad luck. Gosh…

"I have the 25 dollars and my student ID."

She handed me 25 dollars that I took. Angel looked at me she put the back of her hand against my forehead. I blinked in shock, and my face got red with embarrassment. Angel took her hand down and looked at the floor.

"You were really red. I was checking to see if you had a temperature. Sorry."

I smiled; at least she was doing it for a good reason.

"It's okay. Here's your schedule."

The bell signaling the end of the school day. She took the schedule and laughed.

"I guess it useless for today, huh. Does your offer of showing me the school still stand?"

I grinned, "Of course."

Krysta P.O.V:

I put the bags down on the couch. Geesh, I forgot the groceries. Damn. I looked to see how much money I had in my wallet… Good…. This is good… I got an empty jar from the kitchen, and took of the lid. I put half of my cash in it. Good, now I have savings. I still have enough to get things though. And I plan on getting a job. I went out the door and walked down to the market. Bought some food, not much since I don't really eat that much. I just don't have a large hungry stomach. Eh…

I walked home with the bags filled with some cereal, milk, carrots, ranch…etc. I walked into my apartment, unlocking it with the key. I put the things in the fridge, grabbed the bags of clothes that were on the couch, the jar of money, and headed to my room. I plan on saving my money for a ride. I can't walk everywhere. I saw a forest near the edge of town, and I cannot walk there, well I could if I really wanted to.

My thoughts drifted back to getting a job. I wonder who will be hiring. I saw a Jewelry store and a dollar store, perhaps they're hiring? Or the clothing shop…but that means working with, and for, Leigh. Since Lysander is apparently Leigh's brother, I will see both of them. What was their deal anyway? They were bickering a lot, and glaring at each other. Geesh. I looked at the clock, 3 o'clock. Where's Angel?

I called her cellphone from my flip phone.

"Hello."

"Angel. It's Krysta. Where are you?"

Angel P.O.V:

Oh no. I was having so much fun with Nathaniel, still am, that I forgot the time. Aw well. I mouthed a sorry to Nathaniel who looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey Kris. What's up?"

"You didn't answer my question."

I chuckled nervously, I put my hand against the phone speaker and spoke to Nathaniel.

"Sorry. It's Kris."
I put the phone back to my ear.

"I'm with the student body president at the school…..He's showing me around."

Oh no, here it comes… Krysta is protective of me. That's how she is….

"….WHAT!?"

I held the phone away from my ear, to save it from her yelling. Nathaniel flinched, I guess he heard Krysta. Once she was a bit calmer, I put the phone back to my ear.

"Kris, calm down. It's okay. Nathaniel is a good guy who wouldn't hurt me. If he does, you can pummel him later."

I mouthed another sorry to Nathaniel, who was a bit pale. After about a minute, I said my goodbyes to Krysta and that I would be at the apartment soon.

Nathaniel was still a bit pale and frozen. Weird. I gave him a quick hug, "Thanks for showing me around."

Nathaniel hugged me back tightly, "Your welcome."

I let go, and could've sworn I saw a blush. I waved goodbye and left the school, headed for Krysta's apartment. Unfortunately, as I was leaving the school, someone stopped me. She had short curly blonde hair and brown eyes, she looked a bit like Nathaniel.

"Stay away from Castiel."

I blinked, her voice was really hostile.

"And Nathaniel."

I glared, and she walked away very…girly like. I mean, she flipped her hair in a snobby way. I may flip my hair sometimes, but I don't do it snobby. I hate snobs.

I walked to my house, dropped of my stuff. Luckily my Auntie wasn't home. I left a note explaining where I would be and headed to Krysta's apartment.