Starting...starting....NOW~

Beep...beep...beep...The alarm for school was going off. Aoi didn’t want to get out of bed in fact she dreaded it. The thought of opening her eyes only annoyed her for she knew all that would come into vison...an empty chair covered in a black and white school uniform. Such ugly things they were but Aoi couldn’t complain at least her uniform was wearable. Heck, she even (almost) liked it. For a fourteen year old Goth, black and white was her thing. The fact it came with a solid black neck tie added on to her liking. Instead of wearing the traditional plain black socking she would wear black net socking ordered online and shipped from Hot Topic. The utterly hideous black flats were replaced by spike boots with black belt straps and skull designs. No one said anything to her. No one would. She was the to herself, black eye liner wearing, hallway glaring, no lunch eating, dark poems writing, eyes barely showing, freak girl nobody talks to...not even the teachers.
"God...I hate school." she mumbled to herself while facing the mirror. How she hated mirrors. She only looked in them when she desperately had to. Like when she had to put her hair up. She pulled each sides of her inky black hair and tied it tightly up in a tiny pony tail. You could hardly see it; making her hair look extremely short from a front view. Her bangs cut nicely around the edges of her face and the right side was nearly taken over by the inky mass. Her bright blue eyes shined brightly almost radiating off the mirror’s echoed reflection and back into her own pupils. She smiled at the sight. A pale faced girl smiling...but not at herself. At the thought of herself. Another day living...another day wasted in time. She stood. Grabbed a piece of toast without saying a word to her blood mother. Threw her black cat faced back pack over her shoulder. And headed out the door.
She didn’t care about the toast she shoved into her mouth. Nor did she care about the people she was passing or the people she would be passing in the halls at school. She didn’t care about her family or the old lady crossing the street. She didn’t care about anyone. That’s what made Aoi...well Aoi. No one called her by her first name simply because Aoi fit her. She always wore blue with her black clothes and everyone thought of her as cold...and....well blue (depressed). Her own mother once said that even when she was born she had dark aura around her. Her eyes were big and wide never looking away. She didn’t cry at all only stared. Creped most of the nurses out. Aoi loved it. Creeping people out was the only joy she got out of life. That and horror movies. Believe it or not horror movies never frightened Aoi and most of them made her laugh. She was an odd child who waits all year for Halloween rather then Christmas.
She truly believed she was going to hell...if there was one. As she was walking her glance came upon a small white figure. It was cat. A small, fluffy, blue eyed cat. The cutest damn thing in the world and she could give two shits about it. She looked away and continued walking. The cat on the another hand started to follow her. Aoi closed her eyes while walking. She knew the cat was not far behind her. She was growing annoyed the further she went because the cat didn’t stop. So she did. She turned around and hissed loudly at it. The people around her flinched or looked at her strange but the cat just stood there. It sat down and meowed once. Aoi rolled her eyes and continued walking. Stupid cat...she thought. She wished she had a dog. Images of the dog mauling the cat to death filled Aoi mind. She smiled to herself in such a way that the cat stopped following her and crossed the street. Finally...

HONK

Aoi turned her head. A navy blue town car came speeding down that street...just as the cat was crossing. Aoi felt her book bag drop and her feet move. She was running into the middle of the street. What am I doing She lunged forward and grabbed the small cat. Suddenly the car hit her and that was it. Everything went black and her body hit the hard concrete under her. The small cat made its way out of the girls grip. It began to lick Aoi’s face as the drive came rushing out of his car.
"Oh my God...oh my God!"
Mmm....Aoi opened her eyes, "What the hell is wrong with you?" she said looking at the driver, "You son of a bitch...you hit me with your damn car and you’re talking about God what is wrong with—" Aoi’s eyes widened as she looked down at her own body, "I’m...dead?" She touched her cheek feeling the cat lick her face. She looked at her body, "But wait...I can feel that...I’m not dead yet—"

"That’s right..."

A voice. Neither male nor female graced Aoi’s ears. She turned her head and there it was. An angel, "You have got to be shitting me." It was hard to tell if the angel was male or female. One side had long hair and the other side was short. It was wearing all white but not a robe just an outfit. A long sleeve white shirt with bell bottom jeans it was bare foot and had a friendly smile on its face. It’s snow white wings were folded behind its back.

"No...I am not "shitting you"...come with me."
"What if I say no...?"
"Come with me."

Aoi shrugged, "Better then going to school..." and with that she took the angel’s hand and they were gone.