Wohh, it's been awhile. I've been so busy with other stories, I forgot about this one. Sarry! I'll get to writing now.

On my way to school, my eyes were swiping all 180 degrees of my vision, checking to make sure Nezznus was nowhere to be seen. I didn't trust my own eyes; it still felt like he was watching me somehow without me knowing. My panic must have been evident, because Frida asked me what was wrong. Worrying that under such panic and stress I would be lousy in keeping my secret and they would find out, then it would be my old town all over again. And the last thing I wanted was to destroy a town such as this one.

"N-nothing, I'm just worried that I'll see someone here that I don't wanna see." I explained. Perhaps that was a risky thing to say, but I didn't really care right now. I caught a man out of the corner of my eye and immediately turned to see that my vision had deceived me; it wasn't Nezznus, my stupid father. As we entered the school, I kept a sharp eye out. I kept thinking I saw him, but when I got back to reality each time it wasn't him. He was taunting me by not following me. It made me want him to show up so I could just kill him and get it over with already. He's doing this on purpose, I thought. He wants me to panic. He wants me to slip up. He's plotting all of this.

After a few classes of not paying attention to anyone or anything, I finally decided that I could not take this anymore. I asked to go to the bathroom, and the teacher let me go without a hall pass. It seemed that she didn't really care that I left, so I could just avoid getting in trouble for skipping. Not that I cared right now anyways. I found my way back to my house and went into the basement. Inside our dusty old basement, there was a door in the far corner. I went to it. I checked to make sure that there was a white light glowing from the cracks between the floor—or doorframe—and the edges of the door. There was. I opened the door and my vision was suddenly a bright light. I walked into it and when I could see again, there were angels everywhere. The angel realm. It wasn't necessarily what one would expect; it was just a place for angels to go when they felt stressed from the real world.

I found a seat at the juice bar (of course angels don't drink, we're good remember?) and asked for a grape juice. The person working the bar (angels didn't want to call them bartenders, because we felt that that indicated bad things) nodded and went to pour the juice. I sighed and looked down to the bar table. The person next to me must have noticed my stress, because he turned his head slightly to me and smirked briefly.

"Stressful in the real world?" He asked. I smiled politely for a moment and took a sip of my juice.

"You don't know the half of it." I said. He sipped his own drink before responding.

"Yeah. Sometimes it just gets to be too much, you know?" He set his glass down and turned the rest of his body towards me.

"So, what's got ya troubled?" He asked. I sighed again.

"It's a long story." I responded. He smiled.

"I got time." His smile was sincere and I truly did appreciate that. Third friendly face I've met since I've been in this new town.

"My dad's after me because he wants me to be his successor." I explained. I tried to make it sound like any normal person's problem.

"Then what's wrong?"

"I don't want to be. He's associated with the realm of the dark angels." He was able to put two and two together; but that was okay, because we're all angels in this place and we could keep a secret if we needed to. I was glad that this was a good place to spill your sorrows when you needed to get something, anything, off your chest. It looked like he was still thinking.

"Wait…Soppahhatael Bordenkircher? Is that you?" Then I realized why his voice sounded so familiar to me. I smiled at him.

"No way! Ryan? I haven't seen you since I was six!" I exclaimed. We'd known each other since the first grade, and we'd been like two peas in a pod until his mom rudely decided to get a promotion and move away; it hadn't mattered, my parents were on the verge of taking me out of school and getting me a tutor to teach me how to be a ruler of dark angels. (which I had been against, of course.)

"I haven't seen you in ages!" He exclaimed. We stood from the stools and gave each other a big hug.

"What'cha been up to?" I asked.

"Aww, it's been boring without my pal. I missed you, Sopph." I blushed and we were briefly silent.

"So, what's happened with you?" He asked.

"Uhh, yeah Ryan can we talk about that alone?" I asked. It wasn't something I could say in front of other people. He nodded and I took him back to my house and led him up to my room. We sat on my bed.

"Ryan, something I can't forget what happened about nine or ten years after you moved away. It's following me for the rest of my life," he looked interested now. I noticed that he'd grown up since I saw him last, and now he actually looked kind of cute. Ignoring my teenage-girl-hormones, I continued.

"After you left my other friends started to get more and more suspicious about whom I really was. They wondered why I never took my jacket off, even when it was scorching hot, and they always asked what I was looking at when they saw nothing or no one there…

Flashback!

As Sophie walked down the hall of her high school with her friends, laughing and enjoying being half human, she noticed a suspiciously familiar man walking down the hallway that was supposed to be a janitor. Of course, janitors always looked suspicious, but she tried to ignore it. As he walked the opposite direction from Sophie and her friends down the hall, the sketchy janitor pulled of Sophie's jacket. Sophie's large white wings revealed themselves and Sophie gasped, grabbed her father's—who was the guy disguised as the sketchy janitor—arm and pulled him into the janitor's closet. Sophie's friends were knocking wildly on the door.

"Dad, what the heck have you done?" She asked. Nezznus laughed.

"It was due to happen sometime. Now you can't run to your stupid mortal pals. You have nowhere to run anymore. You have no choice but to take the throne when I am too old." He explained. Sophie groaned. Another scheme to get her into ruling the dark angel's realm. He was frequent with his schemes, and it annoyed her.

"I told you, dad, I don't want to rule dark angels. I want to be a good angel, I'm not like you." Sophie crossed her arms.

"You are just like your mother. Corrupted by the mortal realm." He exited. Sophie sighed, put her jacket back on and exited the janitor's closet to face her friends.

"Sophie, what the heck was that? You, you have, you have wings! Is this some kind of joke?" One of Sophie's friends demanded. Sophie shook her head and took them where they could be alone.

"Look, my name's not Sophie. My real name is Soppahhatael. Sophie was just the shortcut. And I'm…I'm an angel." Sophie explained. Her friends almost didn't believe her.

"What?" They exclaimed.

"Angel. You know, wings, halo, all that?" Sophie explained. She saw that her friends still looked confused, so she explained more.

"My mother is mortal, but my father is an angel of darkness and he wants me to take the throne and rule the realm of the dark angels in his place. But I don't want to. I want to be normal like my mom." Sophie explained. Her friends seemed to start digesting the information. Sophie regretted telling them anything, because she knew she would have to make them forget no matter what she had to do to get them to do so, but they were suspicious and they wanted to know what was wrong. So she told them.

"You guys have to get out of here, you're in danger. Get far far away from here, please," Sophie walked away. She knew that the only possible way to make the whole school forget that they saw Soppahhatael Autumhenee Rapziel Bordenkircher sported wings was to rid of the whole school. It was the only way, and she was sure that her father was already on the case. Sophie ran outside the school as quickly as her legs would carry her, hearing the explosion behind her.

Flashback end!

"That's really bad, Sopph. Your dad is probably still after you." Ryan said. The only reason he'd noticed her at the Angel Bar was because she looked very pretty and oddly familiar. Now that he knew it was his best friend, the princess of the dark angel realm, he saw her in a new light. She had really grown into a woman's body, her hair fell just perfectly on her shoulders, and he felt like he liked her more and more as he stared deeper into her eyes. She was really pretty.

"I know, and my mom and I don't know what to do. Once she found out what happened, we ran away to Miracle City to hide from my dad but he found us and now he's still after me. Ryan, I don't want my dad to ruin my new school. I already experienced my old friends dying; I don't want my new ones to die too." Sophie said, her eyes full of sadness. Ryan didn't like seeing her sad. He never liked seeing her depressed.

"I won't let him do anything bad to you, Sophie. I promise." Ryan assured her. It wasn't cheering her up as he wished.

"But how can you be here for me if you live in a whole different state? That's nearly impossible!" Sophie asked.

"I'm only in Utah, Sopph. This is New Mexico. I'm not that far away. I can be here for you whenever you need me, I promise," Ryan said. Sophie nodded in acception.

"If you say so…" Sophie then remembered something,

"Hey, how'd you get into an angel-only place anyways?" Sophie asked. Ryan smiled.

"Remember when we were younger and you were saying goodbye to me before I moved? You gave me that key?" Ryan asked. Sophie's eyes lit up as the memory flooded her mind.

"Oh, that's right! I gave you fake wings and a key to the Angel Bar so we could meet each other! I can't believe you kept those!" Sophie explained.

"I'd always hoped that one day I'd see you there, but you never came until today." Ryan admitted shyly. Sophie blushed, as did Ryan.

~…~

As Sophie sat at the kitchen counter, she talked with her mother about her day as her mother prepared dinner. Sophie's mother listened with interest as her daughter told her about the day she'd had at school. She glanced at the spaghetti underneath the pot's lid and noticed that it was not yet done, so she checked on the meatballs.

"I saw Ryan today." Sophie said. Anna—Sophie's mother—turned to Sophie with a smile.

"Really? That's wonderful, where did you see him?" Anna asked.

"Uhh, at the Angel Bar?" Sophie explained innocently. Anna frowned upon the fact.

"Soppahhatael, you know not to go there." Anna warned. Sophie looked to her feet.

"I know, but I just couldn't take it! I felt like everywhere I went Nezznus was watching me but I know he wasn't! I had to get away!" Sophie defended herself.

"Well, I understand that your father is causing you stress but I still don't like you talking to Ryan. You know why he moved." Anna said. Sophie looked confused.

"Yeah, he moved because his mom got a promotion. What's so wrong about that beside the fact that he moved?"

"First of all, it was a mistake to tell him that you're an angel. We didn't want you to be around him anymore. You remember, don't you?" Anna explained. Sophie looked hurt and confused.

"No, I don't. I was told that he moved. How could you lie to me like this?" Sophie rose from her seat and crossed her arms in disapproval.

end o' chapter twoo. Tehh, review!