6. 1st t**t

The next day I get up to music similar to the "Blinding Lights" tune. "what the hell is this. An alarm? So annoying". I stayed a little longer and then realized that the tune will not stop till I get up. As soon as I got up the music stops. I made my bed and then sat. Usually this time at home I browse my Instagram and have my morning coffee. Now I don't have a cell phone, social media, coffee, and food. Damn, I miss food. Yes, I am a big-time foodie.

I don't want to get late and didn't want Sam to comment again on me being clumsy. I rushed for my shower and post that came to my closet. What should I wear? It's my 1st time to go on earth after death. I want to look perfect and professional. Not that anyone can see me but still I want to be at my best.

I took out 3 outfits;

1. White pencil skirt and purple crop top

2. White shirt dress

3. White Jumpsuit

I settled for a white shirt dress. It also has a gold belt at the waist which made it look more professional. There were white wedge heels. I think something comfortable will be nice rather than heels. I quickly changed into the outfit, left my hairs bare open, and applied pink gloss. I adjusted the wedge's straps.

"Are you ready" I heard a voice at my room door. Sam was standing at the door. Damn, he looked hot. I looked at him. He was wearing a perfectly fitted white shirt, blue jeans, and white casual blazer.

Casie: "I never knew angels are so stylish and hot."

Sam: "Did you just called me hot?"

Casie: "I mean you look smart and stylish"

Sam: "You don't look bad yourself. Now be ready to go on earth. Flattering will not work for the test."

And he is back with his strict and stern attitude.

We walked to the hallway from the staircase. Surprisingly Sam could have used his wings and would have flown easily but he preferred walking with me.

We reached the hall and Amy was there waiting for us.

Amy: "Good morning Casie. Hope you have good sleep."

Casie:" Hi good morning Amy... I mean afternoon. Sorry, I don't know what to say. I had a good sleep thank you"

Amy smiled: "I understand Casie. It's bright every time. So are you ready for the test?"

Casie: "I guess so."

Amy: "Let's go to the booth and see the mail requests."

Amy walked towards the booth room. Me and Sam followed her. While walking Sam grabbed my hand and pressed it lightly to give me assurance. I really loved his gesture. So this stern boy is really softy from the heart.

We reached the booth room. Amy opened a box that contains a few letters. Amy picked one letter.

The letter opened in air and we could hear a voice

"Hey Amy, I am in Cannes. We have a situation. There is a painter who had worked months on his masterpiece and he has to present it today at an exhibition. Another competitor of his out of jealousy at night reached his office and has damaged the painting. The painting is not torn or burned but the colors are scattered. This painter is really a genuine person and according to our record sheet has never hurt anyone. Please send someone to fix this secret guardian angel mission."

Amy: "Ok so you know the problem now. I leave the solution for you. I will open the portal for you two to go to earth. You both will land up in Cannes outside the painter's office."

Cassie: "Ok"

Amy: "Sam and Casie hold your hands and you both have to enter the portal together."

Amy then went in front of a wall and muttered something and showed her palm front in front of the wall. Suddenly there was a white light and there was a scene in the city.

Me and Sam held hands and walked into the portal and reached the other side.

It was morning. It might be around 8 am.

Sam: "Ok so what's the plan?"

Casie: "Ok so the painting is damaged so maybe we can suggest to this  painter that he introduce it as modern art."

Sam: "Is this your idea. Seriously? The painter will be kicked out immediately"

Casie: "Hmmm.. you are right so can we reverse the time before the painting is spoiled."

Sam: "Casie we cannot play with time and reverse it randomly."

Casie: "What if???...No this is just a stupid idea."

Sam: "What?"

Casie: "It might be quite a stupid idea but You know during school assignments sometimes we used to take a xerox of notes when there were limited notes available. So can we see the view of the last version of this masterpiece before it was spoiled and can clone it?"

Sam: "I don't understand about the last version but surely I can have a glimpse of the painting before it was tampered with and can make a copy of it. "

Casie: "Perfect. Let's do it."

Suddenly we entered the office and saw the painting. Sam closed its eyes and on the wall, we saw the last good image of the masterpiece. It was like a projector running some PowerPoint presentation.

Casie:" That's it Sam this is the last good image. Without opening the eyes, Sam dragged the image to the right with his hand movement."

Within seconds we have a good image of the painting. We replaced it quickly and then we ran out of the room and saw the painter who looked devasted. He held his head in his hands and sat on the floor.

Sam: "Casie put thought in his mind to have a last look at the painting."

Casie: "How can I put the thought in his mind?'

Sam: "Go near him and just say in a tiny voice at least let me have a last look at the painting. We angels have a special connection with the human body. When we got close to them and speak something the thought gets transferred to their mind."

Casie; "Ok let me try."

I went near him and sat on the floor and said in a tiny voice "The painting is a result of hard work from months. Let me have a look at my painting once again."

As I spoke the painter got up and rushed to the painting room. He was overjoyed after seeing his painting all good without any scattered colors. Tears of happiness flowed from his eyes.

"Good job Sam and Casie. You have completed your 1st task. Now it's time to go. Go to the back of the office and I will open the portal" Said the voice of the messenger angel.

We followed the instruction and went to the backside of the office. Within seconds portal was opened and we came back to Angelina. We landed in the garden.