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Feliz True, Liz for short, was just your average, straight A, popular teenage girl. She was never mean or selfish, and she always loved helping others. I guess you could say she lived a pretty good life.

Emphasis on the 'lived'.

After a horrific accident at the public pool, Feliz's life was stolen from her. But because of her unselfishness and good deeds she had done in her life, she is offered a second chance.

But everything comes with a price. In order to continue living her life, Feliz must become something she had never dreamed of being. Something she didn't even know existed.

An angel. A guardian angel to be exact.

But being an angel poses some problems for Feliz when it comes to her...love life. Will she ever be able to be with the one she loves? Or will her fate doom them both?

Submitted:Dec 17, 2013    Reads: 10    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

"Liz, hurry! I want to actually get to swim before the pool closes!!" My friend, Fay, yelled up the stairs.

"I'm coming!! Calm yourself!" I giggled and slipped a big T-shirt over my white swimsuit. I slid on some bright blue flip flops and looked in the mirror.

I must say I look good. But this time of the year is about the only time I look this good. I'm usually pale, a little chubby, and my hair is usually a dull, dirty blonde color. But in the summer, now, I get a nice golden tan, I shed off my winter tummy, and the sun highlights my hair and it becomes a golden color with almost-white streaks running through it.

I might as well go ahead and finish telling you what I look like. I have a light dusting of freckles on my cheekbones and the tip of my nose, which slightly turns up at the end. My top lip is a little fuller than my bottom one and I have high cheekbones and little elf-like ears. I'm 5'7" and my hair hangs to about my waist in natural loose curls.

However, the thing that stands out the most about me has to be my eyes. When I say they're light blue, I don't mean like 'sky blue'. I mean legit LIGHT blue. Like if they were any lighter they would be white. But that's not the best part... They have dark blue flakes in them. It really makes my eyes seem like they're glowing. Everyone always say they love my eyes but to be honest, I'm not too thrilled about them. I mean... do you know how hard it is to wear orange when you have bright blue eyes? Well let's just say orange isn't really my color.

Well enough about how I look, I should tell you about the kind of person I am, I guess. Well first of all... Music. Is. My. Life. I LOVE singing, dancing, writing songs, just about anything that involves music. Including theater.

Secondly, I'm reaaaally protective when it comes to someone I care about. You mess with my family or friends, you mess with me.

Thirdly, I'm a nerd. I'm a complete, straight A, up all night studying kind of nerd. But it's going to pay off when I get into Emory University. My dream college in Georgia. Yeah I know, I live in Indiana, so why do I want to go ALL the way to Georgia for college? I just want to get away. Escape the small town I grew up in and live my life. I want to go to EU to study Physical Therapy. I really want to be a pediatric physical therapy so I can help little kids live a normal life.

Now enough about me. Where was I? Oh yeah, going to the pool.


I cringed and started sprinting down the stairs. You do NOT want to see Fay when she's mad. "COMING!" I hopped down the final stepped and skidded to a stop in front of a pissed off Fay. She crossed her arms and tapped her toe. "Jeez you look like my mom, lighten up."

Fay rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever, just come on. We were supposed to meet Tabby and Miami at the pool at two. It's already two-thirty! Now let's go!"

"I'm going, I'm going, just let me tell my mom bye." I ran into the living room and over to my mom. "Bye mom, I love you." I kissed her on the cheek.

"Bye sweetie, love you too! Be back by supper," my mom said.

"Kay!" I ran out of the living room and Fay and I hurried out to her car. I didn't have a car, sadly. I had my permit but I couldn't afford a car yet and I don't have any time for a job because all of my free time is spent volunteering at the daycare.

Ten minutes later Fay parked in the public pool's parking lot and we ran over to the rusted gate. I pulled it open, the metal screeching, and stepped onto the hot, cracked concrete. The smell of chlorine and hotdogs wafted over me and my stomach grumbled. I looked over at the concessions and saw Tab and Ami, they waved like maniacs.

Fay and I rushed over to them and I threw down my stuff onto a lawn chair and kicked off my flip flops. "Hello ladies," I said and hugged them. "Miss us?"

Ami laughed and said, "Yeah for like thirty minutes! We were starting to think you died!"

"Hey, you shouldn't joke about stuff like that," Fay said. She was serious but she was still smiling.

"Whatever, let's go swim! There are some really cute boys here today... Especially that lifeguard. Talk about a sexy hunk of Spanish meat!" Tab squealed.

I raised my eyebrow at her and laughed. "WHAT are you talking about?"

"The new lifeguard! He's so. Freaking. Hot. And he's Spanish!"

"I think he's part Filipino too," Ami said and giggled. "So. Hot."

I looked around everywhere but I couldn't find him. Oh well, I'll see him later.

We walked over to the edge of the pool and the girl jumped in. "Coming Liz?" Fay asked.

"Yeah, hold up though. I'm gonna go get something to drink real quick," I said and walking over to the concessions.

"What can I getcha?" the concessions guy asked.

"Just a diet pepsi please," I said and smiled at him. I paid and while he was getting my drink I looked over at my friends splashing each other and seeing who could swim the fastest. I loved those girls. They had been like my sisters since second grade. Except for Fay. Fay and I have been friends since we were born. Our dads were good friends so we grew up together. Her dad was really cool. He was kinda like my dad too ever since...ever since my dad died of lung cancer when I was twelve.

"Here's your pepsi," the concessions guy said and handed me my pepsi, snapping me out of my sad thoughts.

"Oh...thanks." I took a sip of the pepsi as I walked over to the chair my stuff was on. I checked my phone to see if I had any messages. I had one from this really cute guy who always stopped at my locker and talked to me. He was one of the popular guys and he always hit on me. He could really be a jerk sometime, but I gotta say...that guy does NOT give up!

Tony: Hey cutie.. watcha doin? ;))

I rolled my eyes and just put my cell back on the chair without replying.

I took another drink of my pepsi then sat it down and ran over to the edge of the pool. I couldn't wait to get in the water, it had been so long since I'd been swimming and I missed the feeling. The feelling of weightlessness, of not really touching anything. Like flying.

Right as I was about to reach the edge, I noticed a slick spot on the concrete where the water had splashed onto it. I was going too fast to stop. I clenched my teeth and waited for the painful impact of the concrete, but it never came. Instead I flew forward and to the side. I was close enough to the edge that my foot slid off and I sucked in a deep breath as the concrete came closer and closer to my face.

I heard a loud crack sound and a warm sensation flooded into my head. Everything turned upside down and my stomach twisted into a knot. The last thing I heard before my vision turned black was a muffled voice screaming my name.

Everything went black and I felt my limp body hit the cold water as I took a final breath...


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