lightheaded."
"Oh, then let's get out of here," she said. The feeling of relief when we were finally out was so great that I nearly started jumping around like an idiot. I couldn't believe I had actually done it.
"Are we going shopping?" She gave me a look under her eyebrows.
"Of course!" I nearly squealed. Not only did I feel like going shopping, but I also felt like I could conquer the world... or maybe just one extremely cute angel.
As Italia and I were walking out of one shop, we ran into my sister and her friend, Miley or something; my sister had too many friends to remember them all. It didn't surprise me even a tiny bit that Christina's hands were already full of shopping bags. She must have left her backpack at her friend's place.
"Heeey! You could have told me you were going shopping too!" Christina pouted. "We could have gone together."
"I thought you were at school." I raised an eyebrow at her. "Weren't you supposed to have one period more than me?"
"The teacher is sick," Christina said at the same time as her friend said the teacher had let them go. I crossed my arms and glared at both of them.
"I meant to say that," Miley mumbled.
"Look, the teacher came, said she was sick and let us go." Christina looked me straight in the eye, unblinking, which meant only one thing; she was lying. I wasn't upset that she skipped the class, because who didn't skip a class from time to time? But I wasn't happy at all that she went somewhere where she could be an easy target for demons.
"Oh, lucky you!" Italia said. "Why don't you join us?"
"That would be great!" Christina said and Miley just nodded. We went into another shop, and I pulled my sister aside, away from anyone's range of hearing.
"You didn't tell anyone about what you are, did you?" I whispered, pretending to look at some fancy jeans.
"No! I'm not stupid." She focused her attention on one pair of skinny jeans with a glittery rose patch on one side.
"Have you seen Amadeo?" I reached for the price tag, but Christina grabbed the jeans and started going towards the dressing room.
"No." Her green eyes flickered to mine before she went inside and closed the red curtain behind her. Italia came over to me, a blue dress in her hands. In all the worry about my sister, I'd completely forgotten I was supposed to be looking for something nice to impress Amadeo. Was it even a good idea to try to seduce Amadeo? At this point, I wasn't sure.
"Have you seen the hottie?" Italia excitedly whispered. "I can't believe he's here too!"
"What?" I frowned at her, completely perplexed.
"Look behind you!" she urged. I turned around, wondering what she had seen now. My heart got stuck in my throat when my eyes fell on the black-haired boy walking right in front of the shop. Devin was here and if my sister walked out... I couldn't let that happen.
"Is something wrong?" Italia glanced at me.
"I just remembered I have to do something..." I ran a hand through my hair. "I completely forgot about it. My mom will be pissed, so I better go now."
"But you didn't choose a dress!" Italia said, a look of disappointment on her face.
"You and my sister can choose for me." I knew it wasn't a good idea to let the two of them pick a dress for me, but I didn't have time to worry about stupid things like that.
"Really?" Italia almost threw herself at me. Yeah, I was going to regret this. I went over to the dressing room and peeked through the curtain.
"Hey, sis. I need to do something, so I'm leaving you three alone," I said. "Don't spend too much money."
"Ok," Christina said, and I practically ran out of the shop, waving at Italia and Miley. I found Devin sitting on one of the benches near the shop. Was it just a freaky coincidence or could he really sense an angel was around? I stopped right in front of him, blocking his view. For the first time in my life, I thought it was great that my sister usually spent a lot of time in a shop.
"Hey!" I said cheerfully, and Devin looked up at me,
"Oh, then let's get out of here," she said. The feeling of relief when we were finally out was so great that I nearly started jumping around like an idiot. I couldn't believe I had actually done it.
"Are we going shopping?" She gave me a look under her eyebrows.
"Of course!" I nearly squealed. Not only did I feel like going shopping, but I also felt like I could conquer the world... or maybe just one extremely cute angel.
As Italia and I were walking out of one shop, we ran into my sister and her friend, Miley or something; my sister had too many friends to remember them all. It didn't surprise me even a tiny bit that Christina's hands were already full of shopping bags. She must have left her backpack at her friend's place.
"Heeey! You could have told me you were going shopping too!" Christina pouted. "We could have gone together."
"I thought you were at school." I raised an eyebrow at her. "Weren't you supposed to have one period more than me?"
"The teacher is sick," Christina said at the same time as her friend said the teacher had let them go. I crossed my arms and glared at both of them.
"I meant to say that," Miley mumbled.
"Look, the teacher came, said she was sick and let us go." Christina looked me straight in the eye, unblinking, which meant only one thing; she was lying. I wasn't upset that she skipped the class, because who didn't skip a class from time to time? But I wasn't happy at all that she went somewhere where she could be an easy target for demons.
"Oh, lucky you!" Italia said. "Why don't you join us?"
"That would be great!" Christina said and Miley just nodded. We went into another shop, and I pulled my sister aside, away from anyone's range of hearing.
"You didn't tell anyone about what you are, did you?" I whispered, pretending to look at some fancy jeans.
"No! I'm not stupid." She focused her attention on one pair of skinny jeans with a glittery rose patch on one side.
"Have you seen Amadeo?" I reached for the price tag, but Christina grabbed the jeans and started going towards the dressing room.
"No." Her green eyes flickered to mine before she went inside and closed the red curtain behind her. Italia came over to me, a blue dress in her hands. In all the worry about my sister, I'd completely forgotten I was supposed to be looking for something nice to impress Amadeo. Was it even a good idea to try to seduce Amadeo? At this point, I wasn't sure.
"Have you seen the hottie?" Italia excitedly whispered. "I can't believe he's here too!"
"What?" I frowned at her, completely perplexed.
"Look behind you!" she urged. I turned around, wondering what she had seen now. My heart got stuck in my throat when my eyes fell on the black-haired boy walking right in front of the shop. Devin was here and if my sister walked out... I couldn't let that happen.
"Is something wrong?" Italia glanced at me.
"I just remembered I have to do something..." I ran a hand through my hair. "I completely forgot about it. My mom will be pissed, so I better go now."
"But you didn't choose a dress!" Italia said, a look of disappointment on her face.
"You and my sister can choose for me." I knew it wasn't a good idea to let the two of them pick a dress for me, but I didn't have time to worry about stupid things like that.
"Really?" Italia almost threw herself at me. Yeah, I was going to regret this. I went over to the dressing room and peeked through the curtain.
"Hey, sis. I need to do something, so I'm leaving you three alone," I said. "Don't spend too much money."
"Ok," Christina said, and I practically ran out of the shop, waving at Italia and Miley. I found Devin sitting on one of the benches near the shop. Was it just a freaky coincidence or could he really sense an angel was around? I stopped right in front of him, blocking his view. For the first time in my life, I thought it was great that my sister usually spent a lot of time in a shop.
"Hey!" I said cheerfully, and Devin looked up at me,
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