My Angel

So dinner with Liz was… nice, I guess, weird definitely. I'd just excused myself with the hope she'd be online… that my angel would be online. My angel, figured as much. She's single-handedly saving me from my wreck of a life. I wouldn't be surprised if she was in fact an angel.

I pulled out the laptop and logged in quickly. I saw her name… yes, she was still online. I mentally rejoiced… Jeez, next thing you know I'll be turning into a sap. For all I know she could live in Columbia… I should've logged into an American only chat room, but then again I have no doubt I'd move half way across the world to live with her… Hell, just to meet her.

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Hey

Dodger: Hey

Blue-Eyed-Angel: So how'd bonding with your mom go?

Dodger: Well there was no carnage, so not as bad as expected

Blue-Eyed-Angel: That's good… shit!

Dodger: What?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Ah… Nothing… Hang on a minute

Dodger: Are you alright? … Is there a burglar in your house? … Are you hurt?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Yeah, sorry, I just spilled my coffee… good thing it was half cold

Dodger: That's good

Blue-Eyed-Angel: A burglar?

Dodger: It could happen

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Not when you live where I live

Dodger: Hmm, speaking of living

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Yes

Dodger: You promise not to bite my head off

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Why would I bite your head off?

Dodger: No idea, but do you promise?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: K, I promise

Dodger: What country do you live in?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: That's it? I thought it would be something like… are you a virgin…

Dodger: Well, are you?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: What?

Dodger: jk

Blue-Eyed-Angel: That was not funny

Dodger: It was a little funny… and to answer your previous question, I asked where you lived the other day and you yelled at me… Well at least I was imagining you yelling

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I remember… that was only because I didn't know you

Dodger: You still don't know me

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I know you better than I did two days ago

Dodger: True… So what country do you live in?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: United States of America, you?

Dodger: Same

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Well that's good… Or bad if you're some kind of pedophile

Dodger: I'm not a pedophile

Blue-Eyed-Angel: But how do I know?

Dodger: I guess you don't… Just like I don't know if you're really a sixteen-year-old schoolgirl

Blue-Eyed-Angel: You don't believe me?

Dodger: I believe you. You don't strike me as the type of person to lie… Do you believe me?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I do… something just tells me I should… You're not as bad as you make yourself seem

Dodger: But I am bad… bad for you at least

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I don't think you are

Dodger: But I am… I cut school

Blue-Eyed-Angel: So?

Dodger: You love school

Blue-Eyed-Angel: So?

Dodger: If we ever met up I would get you to skip with me

Blue-Eyed-Angel: No, you wouldn't

Dodger: I can be very persuasive

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Okay, let's say you do convince me to skip… what would we do?

Dodger: Find somewhere peaceful and just spend the day reading

Blue-Eyed-Angel: That's your big plan?

Dodger: Well, we could always knock over a liquor store

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Fine, reading it is… anything else?

Dodger: I would read to you

Blue-Eyed-Angel: What book?

Dodger: Oliver Twist, followed closely by Emma

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Sounds good, really good actually

Dodger: See you're already thinking of skipping school and we haven't even met yet

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Okay, so maybe you are a bad influence

Dodger: Glad to see you're finally coming around

Blue-Eyed-Angel: But I think you're worth missing one day of school for

Dodger: Don't get your hopes up… you don't even know me

Blue-Eyed-Angel: So tell me more about yourself then, so I can get to know you better

Dodger: I don't know

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Do you live on the East coast, West coast, somewhere in the middle?

Dodger: East coast, you?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Same, but I'm asking the questions

Dodger: Sorry, go ahead

Blue-Eyed-Angel: You move around a lot?

Dodger: No born and raised in the same city

Blue-Eyed-Angel: You like it there?

Dodger: It has its moments

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Like?

Dodger: Its parks

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Of course

Dodger: Umm, hotdogs… I don't know, it doesn't really feel like home, but it's all I know, so I call it home

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I see… So you've never met your father?

Dodger: That's correct

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Hmm, how about your mother?

Dodger: What about her?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: If you could describe her in one word what would it be?

Dodger: Umm… Unique

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Unique?

Dodger: I was trying to be nice

Blue-Eyed-Angel: And if you don't try?

Dodger: Unreliable

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I see

Dodger: What about your mom?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I thought I was the one asking the questions

Dodger: We both can… We'll get things done twice as fast this way

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Okay, I would describe her as crazy

Dodger: Crazy?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Yeah, you know, in the wild passionate way

Dodger: So good crazy?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Yeah

Dodger: Have you lived in the same place your whole life?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Practically… since I was one

Dodger: And do you like it there?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Sure, it's pretty great… nice people, low crime rate

Dodger: Low crime rate?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Yeah, why?

Dodger: I better not come and visit you

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Why?

Dodger: Because trouble seems to follow me around

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I think you're over-exaggerating

Dodger: Okay, so maybe I cause the trouble, but either way, where there's Dodger, there's trouble

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Well, consider myself warned

Dodger: Good, at least you know what you're getting into

Blue-Eyed-Angel: So when are you coming to visit?

Dodger: You want me to visit?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I don't know… one day maybe, you seem alright

Dodger: Gee, thanks

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Why? Don't you want to meet me?

Dodger: I do, more than anything in the world

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Really?

Dodger: I don't lie… Well I lie, but I wouldn't lie to you

Blue-Eyed-Angel: You wouldn't lie to me?

Dodger: I think it's more of a matter that I can't… I've told you things I haven't told anyone else

Blue-Eyed-Angel: And why's that?

Dodger: Psychiatrist much?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Sorry, just curious

Dodger: I don't know, you're just easy to talk to… You get me, plus the fact you live X amount of miles away helps

Blue-Eyed-Angel: How?

Dodger: You can't actually see me for who I am… I don't have to divulge every little single detail about myself. You don't know my past

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Why do you do that?

Dodger: Do what?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Put yourself down… Make it seem as though you aren't as worthy as I am?

Dodger: Because it's the truth

Blue-Eyed-Angel: But you're smart, Dodger, and you read

Dodger: So? Doesn't mean I'm good enough for you

Blue-Eyed-Angel: So this is what this is about, you don't feel as though you're good enough for me?

Dodger: Well…

Blue-Eyed-Angel: What if it's the other way around… What if I'm not good enough for you?

Dodger: That could never happen

Blue-Eyed-Angel: How do you know? I haven't had the easiest life

Dodger: Neither have I, but yours could never compare to mine

Blue-Eyed-Angel: How do you not know we're the same… of the same social status… that we would be perfect for each other?

Dodger: Because no one could ever be perfect for me… Everyone is above me and I wouldn't drag you down to my level

Blue-Eyed-Angel: But you're… we're… I'm not going to get through to you on this am I?

Dodger: No

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I'll just have to prove it to you then

Dodger: How?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: When you come down and visit me, you'll see…

Dodger: And how do you know I'll truly visit you?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Because you said you would, and you said you wouldn't lie to me

Dodger: Ok, I'll come and visit… one day

Blue-Eyed-Angel: When?

Dodger: No idea, when school's out… I don't want to stuff up your studies

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Yet you'll stuff up your own?

Dodger: It's my life, which means I can do with it what I please

Blue-Eyed-Angel: I'll change you, you know that?

Dodger: I highly doubt it

Blue-Eyed-Angel: You'll see… You'll come and visit me and you'll never leave

Dodger: Yeah? …Maybe I won't have a choice in the matter

Blue-Eyed-Angel: You always have a choice

Dodger: Not always

Blue-Eyed-Angel: It's getting late… I have to get some studying done before bed

Dodger: Will I talk to you tomorrow?

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Of course

Dodger: Good, then I'll talk to you tomorrow, bye

Blue-Eyed-Angel: Bye

Blue-Eyed-Angel has signed off

Jeez, what the hell is she doing to me? I've already agreed to meet her? At least I can always back out. She doesn't know my name or where I live… and I'm planning on keeping it that way, for now at least. I decided to get some rest. I would deal with Liz's new life and my attraction to my angel tomorrow.