I've never really gave much thought into what I should do with my future, even though I've had my teachers breathing down my neck in high school about how I was never going to amount to anything while my head was stuck in the clouds I preferred to daydream. But seriously, what the hell is the rush? Why should I worry about the future when I was living in the present? It just seemed a little strange to me.
I lived on my own and have done since my parents died in a car accident when I was eighteen, that was about nine years ago so I'm about twenty-seven now, they left me a lot of money in their wills since they were lawyers and I inherited everything. Some call me selfish since I keep the wealth t myself but I'm not. I just didn't know what to do with it until in met my friend Johnny. He is a special case; I don't particularly like getting close to people since I am somewhat abnormal compared to other humans but; I'll explain that later.
We met each other in Phoenix where he was touring the city and bumped into me quite literally as I stepped onto the sidewalk outside my house. We got to talking and he told me about how he was going on a round the world trip and that after Phoenix he was leaving for India to see the Taj Mahal. I had to admit that I was jealous until he said that I should go with him, and that was how I started travelling with Jonathan around the world seeing all the sites. I must admit that I was enjoying myself for once; Johnny really seemed to get past my barriers pretty easily… I guess it's because he is so casual all the time.
I guess I should really introduce myself now huh? Well, I have bright red hair that goes down to the middle of my back and two curls by the sides of my face with my fringe going straight across, um… I'm kind of tall, about 5"9 and really skinny but not stick skinny, more like muscle tone skinny. My eyes are a mix of icy blue and green and I'm pretty pale. My signature outfit is a black sleeveless top with a tight white shirt with cherry blossom trees and flowers print across it, the white shirt is kind of like the one a pirate would wear I guess, it ties in the middle of you chest leaving your stomach and cleavage exposed if you don't wear anything underneath, can you picture it? I also wear a pair of grey bellbottom jeans with angel wings printed across the back though they are normally tucked into my knee high combat boots and a pair of grey gloves.
Well that's me in a nutshell I guess, oh, what I meant about being abnormal? Well the wings on my jeans are a big give away to be honest.
My name is Avia Seraphim and I'm a fallen angel, a nice one!