Age 13, Stella's Perspective

Today my foster parents were taking me to school. They didn't know that I was an angel so I probably could teleport out. Hopefully no one made me mad. I wasn't the happy type when mad. I also wasn't the happy type of an angel. I was the more defensive type. I walked in, a lot of people were staring since everyone was walking at the side of the hall way were I was walking in the middle. It was 7th grade. I don't care what people think anymore. Someone pulled me aside. "What are you doing! You can't walk in the middle of the hallway! That's where the 8th graders walk!"
"Does it look like I care where people walk?" She nodded her head and I walked back in the middle. "Well, well, well, new girl is trying to walk on our part of the hallway. You got some nerve doing so."
"What are you going to do if I don't move? Punch me? Good luck, I could break your nose so easily!"
"Ha, I doubt that! PEOPLE GATHER AROUND, WATCH THIS GIRL TRY AND BREAK MY NOSE!" He yelled. And that's what people did, they gathered around us in a circle. We walked in a circle at first, getting people to back up. They did. He took first swing, he missed. People gasped at how quick I was. I threw a punch at him. It hit him right in the gut. People gasped even louder. He took a pocket knife out, he swung at me but I grabbed his wrist and I used my other hand to grab it. Next I used all my might to bunch him square in the nose. He backed up a few steps before, his nose started bleeding, it was broken. I pushed my way through the crowd. Now I would be late for class. Great! I walked in the classroom. I recognized some people from the fight. I sat down in the back of the classroom. People sat away from me. Good. * time skip to lunch*
I got in line for lunch and pulled my money out to buy it. The boy from earlier, from the fight, walked up to me. "You made one hell of a mistake, angel" his eyes flashed black and he walked away. I sat there, stunned. I had practiced the exorcism words a lot. I think I have them down by heart.

Flashback

I was in the court yard of the orphanage. I pulled out all of my study books, lure, and dark Latin. I made a punching bag out of my pillow and blanket and hung it on the tree. I practiced throwing punches. I did 100 and then studied the Latin. I saw Alana. The orphanage b*tch. She looked at me and then laughed with her friends. She walked over to me. "Ha, the geek, learning a language that even isn't important now. Oh, and don't forget about her books of ghosts and demons. Why are you reading fake stuff? What to know what killed mommy and daddy?"
"Yeah because the are in Heaven right now instead of being locked up." Her parents got locked up because of abuse. Even though I know my parents aren't in heaven because they both went to hell, for sure my dad. "Alright. Prove to me your, stuff, is real."
I prayed to Castiel to come. He appeared behind her and said, "What is it that you need, Stella? Are you hurt?" This caused Alana to jump high and screech. She backed away from him. Castiel looked at Alana, then me, then back to Alana. He gave me a questioning look. "Cas, I'm fine. I am sorry for disturbing you. I know I am only suppose to pray to you when I am in trouble. Sorry."
"It's fine. I have to go now. Good bye." He left. I felt a little sad we couldn't talk longer. "That was fake. I'm just imagining things!"
"No, you're not. Watch." I took a rock from the ground and hit her arm. She started bleeding. She helped in pain. I walked towards her and put my fingers on her forehead and whispers rose. It wasn't whispers from other people. It was the whispers of the angels. She backed up. Her wound was gone. She ran away from me. As far away as she's could. I continued practicing.

Flashback over

Castiel appeared in front of me. "Stop getting in fights. Stop proving we are real. God will not be happy. At all."
"Sorry. I am. I can't control my temper. You know that!"
"I know. I must go now."
"Bye." People watched as he disappeared. I watch as the demon left the lunch room. I went to a classroom and made a devils trap on the ceiling. I made sure he would see me walking in. He followed me in and then got stuck, "Are you stuck? Oops."
"Let me out. I will rip you to pieces when I get out!" I started the exorcism. A boy walked in. He looked at me and then the demon. I stopped for a minute. I continued when he took out a flask and threw holy water at him. I finished the exorcism and tried to find him. I healed the boy but still couldn't find the green-eyed boy.