are your parents?" I asked. When her eyes found mine, they widened, still watering with tears and she touched my face. Putting my hand over hers, I listened to her as she spoke through hiccups.
"I don't know where they are. I'm lost," she sniffled.
"How about we go and find them? I'll protect you, I promise."
Standing, I extended my hand toward hers and she took it, standing with me with a sudden smile. "Okay," she said cheerfully, using her other hand to wipe at her eyes. I glanced at Jophiel who nodded to me, a silent one-sided conversation. I would meet him back here to get home. Holding the girl's hand, we walked around the building just as an overwrought couple came running up to us. The girl dropped my hand and ran to them, sobbing. "Mommy, daddy!" she screamed, running to them and clinging to her dad's leg. They were all frantic and crying, hugging the young girl and it made me smile. It felt good to see that I had brought happiness back into their lives. She tugged on her parents' arms and started toward me. "This is the angel that helped me find you!" she said happily.
They looked at me and the father shook my hand. I was then pulled into a hard hug by her mother who continued crying. "Thank God you found her! Thank you!" she said through sobs. I was taken aback by the sudden affection and gratefulness that she radiated. I smiled.
"Honestly, it was nothing. I would hate it if I was lost and couldn't find my mother."
"You have no idea how happy we are that you brought her back to us. How can we ever repay you?"
"Kindness is an act from the heart. Its only reward is the satisfaction of the happiness brought into the other's life."
"God bless you."
I stood there in slight shock at those words, even as they walked away with the girl sitting on her father's shoulders. She turned and waved happily at me, a child's way of thanking someone, and my heart flipped happily. Jophiel was already behind me, putting a hand on my shoulder. "You did great. You were a real angel and that girl won't forget it," he said in my ear.
I turned to him and we walked side by side as I examined the rips in his shirt. "Must've been some fight," I said with a small smile.
"Nothing I can't handle. I'm just that awesome."
With a grin, I got in the passenger seat of his car and watched the world go by through the clear glass of the window. I was happy for the family, but most of all, it made me feel like I was flying.
Chapter Nine
After the night Jophiel and I brought the lost girl home, I had to tell Nikita of the feeling of flying I had felt after it had been done. She noticed I had been glowing and all she did was smile and tell me I was becoming a true angel. Though I couldn't help but think it was more than that; I had done a good deed and most of all, the girl knew what I was, making me feel as if the more innocent and pure you are, the more of my world they could see. Not that I minded. I hated keeping secrets.
The next morning, I woke early to get to school on time, meeting Jophiel outside my house. We never talked about it, but it seemed like a silent agreement we made for him to drive me to and from school and as much as I loved it, I couldn't shake a growing feeling blossoming inside my chest every time I was near him. In the space between us, it always seemed as if electricity was shooting to and from our bodies, clashing against each other in a burst of energy. As we walked into the school, we were greeted by a comforting silence of the halls. It wasn't like my first day here, busy and crammed with countless bodies of young humans trying to get the school day over with. I was at my locker when someone came up behind me, and I turned to meet the eyes of another student, a female. "Hey," she said with a smile.
Closing my locker after piling books into my arms, I smiled back. "Hello," I replied, struggling to push my hair behind my ear with my arms full.
"My name is Jenna. I saw you two days ago looking like a lost
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