The day started like any other; I had just got out of school, I was at my locker with my best friend Samantha, she can be REALLY annoying whenever she goes on and on about her boyfriend Blake. I was just listening to her drone on and nodding.
"Uh-huh,"
She stiffened.
"No Katrina! You don't understand! He said he wanted some space! That's NEVER a good sign!"
I sighed and closed my locker, grabbing Sam by the shoulders.
"Sam, calm down. He's not going to leave you okay?"
Sam nodded slowly,
"Hey Kat, when are you going home? I can drive you if you want."
I shook my head as I put on my backpack.
"Nah, not today Sam. I'm gonna walk home, I gotta leave right away and I know you have dance practice so I don't want to hold you up."
I smiled.
"See you tomorrow!"
Sam waved at me and smiled, rushing off to the gym.
I walked home alone, it was quiet, save for the few cars that passed. I was feeling a little lonely when I heard a voice behind me,
"Hey, You're Katrina Morgan Perry, right?"
I was startled that this person knew my name. I stopped walking and turned around, there was a boy standing there, he looked about 17 or 18.
"Who wants to know?"
I shot back, being cautious making sure I could run if I needed too.
He smiled at me,
"Well, I was sent to protect her and help her out."
I raised an eyebrow but didn't want to question it too much, it was probably my Dad's idea.
"Well, yeah... I am Katrina, you can just call me Kat."
He smiled,
"Alright, I like that name. Hello Kat, my name is Isaiah, I'm your Guardian Angel!"