I have a guardian angel?

We just stayed there staring at each other both wide eyed.

Isn't this the part where I'm supposed to scream?

It is?

OK then

Here goes

"aaaaah, WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY BEDROOM!" I asked still clutching my towel

" xup I'm Michael. your guardian angel" the boy says extending his hands to shake.

" What do you mean my guarding angel? is this a prank or something? cause if it is you've got another thing coming chiko" who the hell is this guy?

" it's not a prank dork. i really am your guardian angel "

"oh really prove it"

"Honey?" My mum knocks at the door and looks around the room " who're you talking to?"

"Huh?".

" sweetie we've talked about this, I thought you've outgrown your imaginary friends two years ago" she says sympathetically

"Ugh mum. I do not have imaginary friends and that was a phase!" I groan

"OK but hurry up the guest will be here soon" she says looking around my room once more before leaving my room

"You had imaginary friends at the age of fifteen?" He Snickers

"It was a phase!"

" at fifteen? "

" whatever. I still don't believe you " I say folding my arms

" what more proof do you want?" He asks sighing

" oh I'm sorry. If I don't believe a random dude in my room telling me his my guardian angel.!"

" OK well how do you think you haven't been injured or felt any pain. Huh?" He asks raising one eyebrow

"Well I guess that kind of makes sense" I say sitting beside him " that still doesn't explain shit"

He just rolls his eyes in response

" Your mum can't see me" he points out

"I can" I reply folding my arms.

" That's what I'm trying find out about"

"Honey hurry up! They'll be here soon!" My mum screams from downstairs

"Well, nice meeting you but get out" I say pointing to my door

" and why would I do that?" He questions raising his eyebrows

"Oh I don't know maybe because I'M NAKED AND I WANT TO DRESS UP?" What's wrong With this guy

" no can do princess, knowing you, you could stab your eyeball with a mascara or trip and fall while wearing your dress" he says smirking

Oh come on! Don't tell me he's part of the smirkers too

But he's not wrong those two things has almost happened before

I sigh and pick up my dress, pull it over my towel, the I brush and pack my hair in a messy bun, no time to straight, then I apply lip gloss and mascara.

There I'm good to go

"So Michael what do you think?" I twirl

He looks at me and shrugs " meh I've seen better

I scowl at him " you're an angel aren't angels supposed to be nice? "

"An angel in training, and trust me I'm not a regular Angel" he chuckles

" what's that supposed to mean?"

"You'll see"

I roll my eyes "anyways have you figured out why I can see and talk to you?"

" uh no, but I've gotten a message saying we should all gather at Linux " he says showing me his weird looking phone thing

"What's a Linux?"

"It's where I live" he answers in monotone

"Oh, anyways what's that stuff in your hand?" I ask pointing to his weird looking phone thing

"Oh it's a communication device, we use in Linux" he replies

"Oh so you mean like a phone?"

"What the hell is a phone" he looks at me in confusion

"Are angels allowed to curse?"

" angel in training, and I told you I'm not a regular Angel "

I'm still wary of this dude

"OK freak, why was I chosen as your assignment" I'm not trying to annoy him, I'm just curious

" ugh you ask a lot of questions," he says rolling His eyes

Uh rude!

" trust me I don't know " he finally replies " it's the question I've been asking myself since I met you"

I gasp

"Well congrats you're stuck with me, so get used to it" I smirk and put on my black flats

And head downstairs

But before I leave I hear him mutter

"Bitch"

Oh this is going to be great,

I think you know the word

NOT!