Human by Alycia Linwood

I would have too if I didn't look like the walking dead right now.
    "Fine, then you decide what you are going to do," he said, offended. "But know that your sister is in danger, and if you need me, don't hesitate to call me."
    He got up and started going towards the window. If I wasn't sure we'd wake up everyone in the house, I'd totally walk him to the door. I didn't like this jumping in and out of the window. What if his wings didn't open or something? Great, I was worrying about all the wrong things.
    "Wait," I said just as he reached out to open the window. He glanced back at me expectantly.
    "Don't you ever hang around my house without me knowing it." I gave him the most serious look I could muster. "I don't like stalkers."
    "But I wasn't..." he started to say, but I lifted my finger to silence him.
    "I don't care. In the future, I don't want to wake up and see you floating in front of my window." I smiled. "Thank you."
    "Ok, relax. I'm not going to do anything you don't want," he said and opened the window, letting the freezing air and a few snowflakes inside. A pair of gorgeous light blue wings with golden stripes fluttered open behind his back as he lunged outside. I practically ran to the window, my heart in my throat, and looked down to see if he had fallen. Nope, nothing there; he was gone. I closed the window and found a single blue feather on my carpet, along with the muddy footprints of Amadeo's boots. How did he think I was supposed to clean that? He didn't, of course. Why would he worry about that?
    I picked up the feather, which was incredibly soft and silky, and twirled it between my fingers. In such a short time, I'd discovered my sister and my crush were angels, and the new guy at school was a demon who wanted to take my sister to Hell. And I'd promised to help him. Did Devin know about my sister, or his compass was off too? That was definitely something I needed to find out.
    I eyed the feather suspiciously, wondering was it some kind of an angel tracking device. Maybe Amadeo was hoping I'd keep it since he knew I liked him. One part of me wanted to treasure it forever, hide it somewhere under my pillow or tuck it safely into my drawer; the other part wanted to make sure I wasn't being watched or followed. I caressed the feather, chewing on my lip and wondering what I should do. Unfortunately, reason prevailed and I went to the bathroom. I wondered how he was planning to track me now that the feather was lost somewhere in the pipes.
    Finally, I decided to try to get some more sleep before the morning came because I just couldn't keep my eyes open. Visions were now the last of my worries.

Chapter 05

    I kept yawning like an idiot through most of my classes because, of course, I hadn't gotten enough of sleep. Italia was giving me curious looks, but I just shook my head each time she tried to ask me something. I had to talk to Devin first and try to find out could he read her mind. In all the drama, I'd never asked Amadeo did Italia know about him.
    I glanced in Devin's direction and was surprised to see a distressed look on his beautiful face. He was tapping his fingers nervously against the book, not even a bit interested in the class. And why would he be interested? I had no idea why he thought he actually had to be here. One more thing to add to the immense list of questions I already had for him.
    The bell rang and I immediately sprang up, putting my books and notebooks into my backpack.
    "Ariel, is something wrong?" Italia asked.
    "I don't want to miss the bus," I lied, giving her a smile.
    "Oh, ok. See you later then," she said, clearly not convinced. Why did I even think I could fool my best friend? Unfortunately, I couldn't tell her anything yet, so I picked up my backpack and went for the door.
    I gasped as someone roughly grabbed my wrist and pulled me aside. Devin's blue eyes met mine, and I glared at him.
    "You could have just called my name," I said through my teeth and pulled my wrist out of