ARIA’S POV
"Aria!" Mr. Patrick's voice boomed, making me jump. “Now there's something definitely going on with you.” His gaze moved to Michael and back to me. "Pack your things and go home for the rest of the day by the time you're back here tomorrow. I want you cleared out of whatever is in your head. Am I understood?"
"Yes_ yes sir." I nodded and hurriedly grabbed my bag, dragging Michael by the wrist out of the shop.
"What's wrong with you?" Michael asked as we stepped outside. "You totally zoned out back there. What were you thinking?"
"I... I need to tell someone about this, or I'll go crazy. There's this mysterious guy I've been talking to...he says he's my guardian angel or something. He's always hovering around, and I don't get it, he..."
"Aria, slow down! Michael yelled, "You
