Chapter 1
Present Day
"Ava!" A familiar voice came from behind me, causing my startled, clumsy-to-start-with-hands, to drop a perfume bottle that cost just over half of my monthy wages.
Swivelling around I found my best friend marching through the crowded clothes shop with excited eyes and a silly grin on her face.
I scowled as my eyes fell down to the broken glass smashed all over the tiled floor, the sweet, nose tingling scent floating around me.
"Maya, how many times do I have to tell you not to sneak up on the accident prone shop girl when she's holding anything breakable?!" I hissed in adgitation as Maya squarked, "Did you see?!", at the same time as she bounced up and down in front of me.
Maya's bright green eyes fell to the floor and her jaw dropped as she studied the mess, her nostrils flaring.
"Is that-" She gasped, "Is that what I think it is?"
"No, not anymore it's not," I shot back at her, frustrated as I turned to grab a dustpan and brush.
"Ava!" My best friend rasped, following me like a lost puppy, "Please, please, please tell me you kept me one back!"
Naturally, my best friend was talking about the brand new perfume spin-off from Angel, a manufactured perfume a designer had created that was the latest must have perfume. It made my life hell for at least a year as the demand for more came flying in every day, sometimes fights breaking out in the shop between star-struck angel lovers, also nicknamed, angel-struck.
But of course, today was entirely focused on the spin-off named Archangel which featured a black box with golden wings emblazed on the front.
The whole of the world were going wild to grab the perfume with their favourite Archangel's name on. Personally, I didn't see the point. It smelled lovely, but why pay over $400 for the stuff when there was others that smelled perfectly fine for a whole lot cheaper?
"I did keep you one, Maya," I replied, biting my lip with agitation. "It's smashed into a million peices on the floor and I'll probably get fired for it."
Maya gasped behind me, "It is not! Ava, don't mess with me, I may have to get physical!"
"I'm not messing," I replied, a small smirk forming around my mouth. Of course, her specially asked for "Michael" perfume was currently sitting in my bag, bought and payed for the minute the delivery arrived and made its way through the army of people desperate for it.
"This is Archangel Michael we are talking about, Ava! The most strongest, bravest, handsome angel ever to walk the earth, and you think its funny to mess with my poor heart like this?" Maya's voice had slowly risen in hysterics. "I had wet dreams about his perfume on my pillow tonight!"
Some of the on-looking customers had overheard her last comment and threw furious looks at her as their children clung to their arm begging for a bottle.
"Well you're out of luck because that bottle you made me smash was the last one we had until the next delivery." I muttered, making my way around the counter.
"Seriously?!" Maya threw her hands down on the glass counter in frustration.
I leaned forward, "Seriously."
"You... you...," I watched as her ears turned pink with anger and her face went three shades redder, her blazing green eyes piercing my own. "Ava Miller, you are the worst best friend in the world! I am never talking to you again!"
"Until next delivery," I smiled this time, loving her reaction.
"Until next delivery." Maya repeated, then realising what she said. "I did not mean that! And I'm doubly not speaking to you now!"
