I yawn. Dust motes in a sunbeam, twirling, dancing, floating. I wish I could float away, on wings of light.

"SKYE!" Mrs. Wilson shouted.

"Alright, alright."I grumbled. I slipped on a sky blue dress I had set out and some blue flats. I pushed a blue ribbon over my wavy blue hair. Yes I know. You are probably like, whoah that's a LOT of blue, but, hey, I'm a blue person. Even my eyes are electric blue.

"Skye, come down right now!" What I said about flying away? I REALLY want to do that right now. You see, I don't have any parents, so basically I'm a orphan.

I used to have parents, but they disappeared when I was young. My Mom's friend, Mrs. Wilson, offered to take me in, and that's awesome and all, but she doesn't understand teenage girls. She only knows about babies and toddlers. So as I was saying, Mom and Dad completely vanished without a trace and I'm stuck with a woman who has no clue about how teens work.Yup. That's why I want to float away. I could go anywhere. Anywhere but here.

Apperently, I was wrong about Mrs. Wilson. Today is my birthday, happy 14, but I didn't expect much. Well, when I went downstairs, thinking, I will just grab a bite then leave, when I looked up there were streamers and ballons everywhere!

"Happy Birthday!" Mrs.Wilson was at the dining table with a cake and a small pile of presents.

I was suprised and touched that she remembered. I found out that she got me this beautiful dress that was light blue and faded down to white at the hem, a new hair ribbon, and new shoes. There was only one thing left in the pile.

"Your mom wanted me to give this to you." She handed me a small blue jewerly box. I opened it and gasped. Inside was a necklace with a clear blue wing pendant. "It's beautiful!"I said softly.

"Put it on!" She said. I slipped on the necklace. All of a sudden, the world started to tilt. I passed out.

I wake up in cold sweat. I look around and I realized I'm in my room. I feel a little tinglely and my back itches. I reach back to to itch it and my hand touches something soft and silky. I jump up and race to the mirror. Reflected in it is me, with my blueness, but also with large blue wings. I scream. Since Mrs. Wilson did not come running, I guessed that she was out doing errands. I stare in the mirror. It looks so weird! I imagined wings would be white or brown, not- oh my! When I was thinking that, my wings turned brown!I look like a eagle-human hybrid! What had caused that? I found out a couple minutes later that, if I think about my hair being gold, It