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Going for Gold
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Author: Annie Dalton
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banks. Just visible through the crumbly ruins of an old temple, was the familiar egg-yolk yellow logo of a McDonald’s!
    Shimmering like an angelic oasis between a noisy tourist bazaar and a small hotel was our hostel -invisible to humans, and so full of beautiful celestial vibes, no Dark agent could ever get inside.
    We escaped gratefully into the air-conditioned foyer. The raucous street sounds cut out as if someone had flipped a switch.
    After meeting our tutors and the other angel kids on the course, we were allocated a room on the third floor. To our relief it looked out over the tropical gardens at the back, not the dusty frantic street. French doors opened on to a small private balcony.
    My friend wandered out to admire the view. “Boo, you can see the Nile from here! It looks just the same as in ancient times! Even those little boats, the feluccas, are the same.”
    We unpacked then just flopped on our beds. A slightly-too-hot breeze wafted river smells in through the open window.
    I was so happy I felt like I was literally floating. I’d dreamed of going on a mission and now, quite soon, it was going to happen - I just knew it.
    I beamed across at Lola. “Glad you came?”
    “Oh yeah, definitely.”
    “I love being an angel, don’t you?” I babbled. “I keep thinking it can’t get any better, but it always always does!”
    Lola nodded agreement but I saw a flicker of worry cross her face.
    The sun was starting to set. One by one the amplified voices of the muezzins cried out from nearby minarets, calling faithful Muslims to prayer. We drifted out on to our balcony to listen.
    The sun sank out of sight, leaving streaks like rosy chalk marks in the sky. I noticed a faint shimmer down by the river. Some local earth angels were sending vibes.
    “We should join in,” I said impulsively.
    “Mel, I don’t think that’s such a—”
    “That’s why I came, Lollie,” I insisted. “To make Earth a better place!”
    Making Earth a better place, also lighting up the night with my sparkly new aura. Equivalent to hanging out a flashing sign saying: FORCES OF EVIL HELP YOURSELF!
    Lola opened her mouth, then shut it immediately. An angel girl without her divine radar isn’t exactly going to listen to your advice.
    We sent vibes until the stars came out. Then we went in to get changed for the party.
    There’s something I want to tell you. OK, I don’t exactly WANT to tell you, but there’s no point telling this story unless I tell the whole truth, not just the pretty sparkly bits.
    Remember that speck of darkness? Remember I said I didn’t know it was there? I knew, OK?
    I’d just put so much time and energy into hiding it, I’d very nearly fooled myself. But if you’d taken an x-ray of my soul when I arrived at the Angel Academy that’s what you’d have seen, pulsing like a teeny ugly little heart, among all that swirly rainbow-coloured soul light - a living sleeping seed of pure Dark energy, waiting for the exact right moment to wake up and do maximum damage.
    I’d just been sending vibes in the open air, recklessly exposing my gorgeous but highly vulnerable new energy field to Earth’s deeply PODS-contaminated atmosphere. Near-perfect cosmic conditions for hatching out your own Dark angel.
    No, I mean that literally. That’s the Test.
    It’s a hot date - with your Dark side.
    With absolutely no clue what was in store for me, I went on merrily trying to decide between my beaded gypsy skirt or my apple green miniskirt with appliqued daisies. Lola was in the bathroom putting on her face.
    “I’m such a fluff-brain,” I called. “I’d totally forgotten Egypt is a Muslim country now! They had all those really random gods before.”
    This was my friend’s cue to say, “Babe, you are not a fluff-brain. When are you going to start believing in yourself?”
    What she actually said is. “Melanie! You can’t go dissing people’s GODS"
    For some reason Lola’s reaction really upset me. I felt like she
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