A/N: I think this is the first fanfic ever written delving into Agent Angel slash LOL This is just me experimenting around for Camp NaNoWriMo, I am writing a variety of fanfics to get to 50,000. The beginning I'm not really okay with, but by the end of the story, I wrote so much I had to try and end it quickly (limited time!) So yeah, hope you enjoy the predecessor to a Lolanie slashship!

History has always told us what is right and what is wrong. Through-out the periods on Earth, as time went on, people adopted the belief that other members of their clan weren't allowed to do certain things. Laws governed not just the land, but the social structure of how people interacted towards each other.

One such rule was all about love.

Ever since I came to the Academy and realised what I really was (an angel, if you're interested), I adopted the Heaven-wide belief that if something is a good thing, and the Universe is okay with it, than that means it's all right. Studying about history and the prejudice that was involved in wars and mass murders absolutely disgusts me.

My name is Melanie Beeby, and I have the awesome career of being a trainee angel, and being able to travel to all times on Earth to look after others as a guardian angel.

The biggest wish I've ever made when I was a living, breathing human on Earth, was that one day I could change the world. To reverse all that is wrong on it, take away all the war, hurt, racism - never did I realise that when I was aged thirteen, I would die and become a supernatural being that COULD really help everyone.

I'm not going to go into a v. lengthy and boring talk about how I came to Heaven. That isn't really the issue. The story of my death changed my life, and yet what happened when I arrived in the celestial city doesn't even compare.

One particular morning in the season of Spring, I awoke for my usual morning jog. Since I was thirteen years old and just beginning at the Angel Academy, my best friend and soul-mate for life Lola Sanchez got me into this fitness freak mode. We first started running down the beach in the early hours, and then hit the gym to do some extra cardio and aerobic work.

It kind of ticked me off when she tried to get me to eat healthier. I'm a chocolate lover as much as the next person! But she was right, as always. I noticed a change in me after a month of the same routine, and ever since then, I've been feeling more refreshed than before I began this.
Before my alarm managed to buzz loudly at 6 AM, I flipped off my covers and jumped off my bed. With a little spring in my step, I went over to my closet and pulled out my tracksuit hoodie, running shorts (that showed off a lot of leg, I must admit), and sneakers. In the style of the très adorable clothes on Earth, the angelic designer label was hip and trendy, satisfying the fashionable needs of any girl (or guy!) here. Some of it looked super futuristic, not like spacesuits, but new styles that wasn't even in my century. Heaven was v. up to date!

Humming my favourite song of the month, I quickly showered and got dressed, brushing my hair into a tight, sleek pony tail. Smiling at my reflection, I nodded satisfactorily and grabbed my iPod Touch.

I flicked to the song that I wanted to listen to. Slipping it into my arm band, I opened the door to my dorm room, and bolted out.

By the time my legs were pounding the wet sand of the beach, I was already feeling my angelic body push itself in that very good way. Left, right, left, right - it was a steady rhythm of my feet to the beat of the music pumping into my ears.

The track I had actually chosen was a good hardstyle track my buddy Reubs had made. For four years, we have been the best of friends. As Lola and I are Earth angels, those who lived on Earth and died, we knew the different styles of music from our generation. When Reuben enquired about nightclubs and raves, we played him some of our fav tracks. Reubs automatically fell in love with the sound, and DJ Sweetpea was born. Now he professionally mixes tracks for Heaven's resident cafe and club, a fusion between Heavenly beats and modern sounds. It's really amazing!

I couldn't hear anything else around me, as the music was too loud, but all of a sudden I saw this shadow approach from behind me.

Turning my head, I met the eyes of my best friend, Lola.

"You scared me!" I laughed loudly, slowing down from my run to turn the music off. I took my earphones out of my ears.

"I'm sorry carita, I didn't mean to come up on you all of a sudden." She gave me a huge hug and we did that whole teenage routine of squealing and jumping around. I loved that beautiful smile of hers which made her face light up, so knowing she was so excited to see me made the moment all the more greater.

Lola really was an absolute beauty. Due to her thick Spanish ancestry, she had a lovely Latino look about her face, a subtle merging of all the nationalities. She had very high and pronounced cheekbones, a slim and tall figure, and deep brunette, almost black, hair that she had grown to past her chest. She straightened it every day, and the style framed her face very nicely indeed.

I felt this odd type of happiness just being around her, so as we slowed down from a run to a steady walk, I devoted all my attention to her. "So how have you been? Last time I saw you was a week or so ago. Was the mission okay?"

Lola flipped her hair out from her face. Grabbing a scrunchie from the pocket on her shorts, she tied her hair up in a pony tail that very much mirrored mine. "It was quite an intense one," she began, sounding quite serious. "I was back in my century, so it was quite hard to be in the same era I lived in, and yet so far away from my family. But I was having my hands full with the human I had, who was a modern day slave in Africa. It's a shame that even so far into what you consider the future, we still haven't sorted out all the problems."

I nodded sadly. "I get you. Remember when we did that mission in Medieval France, and Brice's brother was basically time jumping all over Earth? When we followed them into the portal, I really thought we had reached some type of world peace." I laughed in a bitter kind of way, the memories flooding back. "Boy did Phoenix School prove him wrong."

"Speaking of that, Brice went back to see his brother, Michael approved this time. He says he's going really well, he's growing up to be even more of a genius. So much that he's starting to outsmart his own mother and relatives," Lola winked, which caused us both to laugh. We knew how evil the De Winter family was, so for Dom to be holding his own, it was definitely a good thing.

"How are you dealing with it, by the way?" I asked suddenly, touching a v. personal subject between both of us. "It's coming up to a year since you guys broke up."

Lola sighed, lowering her eyes to watch her feet as they shuffled along the beach. "I'm coping. It was good because it was a mutual decision, as you know. Neither of us thought we could really work, it was a teenage romance fling and that's what it will always be."

"At least it was an easy break up. It would've been a lot worse if it hadn't ended in such an okay way," I commented sympathetically, a sensitive tone to my voice. "Just know if you need a heart to heart in the middle of the night, I'm here for you."

"And that is why you're my closest friend and soul mate," Lola smiled. As she raised her eyes to look at me, I noticed a few tiny tears in her eyes. "You know exactly when I'm not as strong as I should be."

"Lols, we're angels. We're naturally strong," I said, stopping midway in the beach to give her a huge hug.

As we stood there in our embrace, I tried to ignore the weird fluttery feeling in my chest. Just her touch caused this reaction inside of me, and yet I had no idea why.

"Come on, last one to the Academy is a Hell vixen!" Lola suddenly announced, and burst into a quick run down the beach.

Laughing and shrieking, I followed after her, going as quick as I could to catch up.

Later that night, I was sitting on my bed and writing in my diary. I was never the type of person to keep one on Earth, and yet I've gotten into the habit of journaling out my deepest thoughts and feelings.

With my back against the headboard of my bed, and my legs propped up for support, I had my purple spiral notebook opened in front of me.

Dear diary, I began writing. Today I began my day as usual, a run down the beach. Lola had come back from her mission, so we talked about that and issues concerning the end of her relationship with Brice. Later that day, we did our classes with Mr. Allbright, and started learning how to materialise weapons in our hand by visualisation. It was something new, which I wasn't able to do immediately. I think after a few more lessons I'll be able to master it, it's super difficult!

I paused in my writing, staring up at the wall in front of me. There was a beautiful portrait of me, Lola and Reuben, standing on the beach and posing. The wind was whipping through our hair and blowing us girls skirts around, but we didn't care. All three of us looked happy, even though I was edging closer to Lola and holding onto her hand more tightly.

At seeing this, a little pang happened in my chest. Taking in a breath, I started writing out exactly what was going through my mind.

Diary, I am seriously confused. When I first came to Heaven, I just saw Lola as my best friend. You know, the soul mate and twin to my soul. But after that birthday party we had for her, I don't know why I'm so different towards her. I FEEL different, just even the thought of her name makes me feel tingly. I see her not just as a beautiful teen girl, but as gorgeous.

Why do I think I... like her?

I nearly stopped breathing as I reread the line I wrote over and over. No, that couldn't be right. I was that girl who fangirled over hunky guys, in fact the first crush in Heaven I had was over the gorgeous Orlando, picturesque angel with dark hair and eyes, and a handsome face.

I wasn't a lesbian.

I'm not gay. I know I'm not, I like guys too much. But diary, I am so confused. I never even considered I was bisexual, the thought hadn't even entered my mind until now. So what am I feeling? Am I falling for my own best friend? Is this possible?

Diary, I wish you were real. I could have a massive talk to you. If I had anyone to fully divulge my feelings to, it would actually be Lola. I tell her everything! But how do you tell your best friend I like you, and I don't just mean as a friend?

I'm asking too many questions. I'll stop writing so I can actually get some sleep, which I probably won't, but at least I won't be putting myself into more of a mind-spin.

Shutting my diary with a loud snapping noise, I shoved it underneath my mattress and lied down on the pillow. I was correct - I couldn't get to sleep. My mind was just swimming with questions and confusion.

And yet all I kept coming back to was the idea of dating Lola.

During the night, I sat up thinking about what to do. I had a massive case of insomnia, but I didn't care. I needed some advice, and the only person I could go to was my other best friend.

The next morning I decided to skip my morning run. Hoping Reuben was the best solution to my problems, I quickly walked down the hallways of the Academy, and when I reached his door I rapped on it loudly.
"Reubs?" I whispered loudly, hoping he wasn't sleeping. "Reubs!"

A quick shuffling sound, and then the door opened. In front of me was a very sleepy eyed honey-coloured guy, his baby dreads sticking out at hilarious angles.

I couldn't help but laugh at the sight in front of me. "I thought pure angels didn't need sleep," I teased him as I tried to stop myself from giggling.

Giving me a dirty-but-still-jokingly look, he opened his door and allowed me in. "We don't," he said as he tried to quickly shove clothes underneath his bed. "But that's usually when we don't burn ourselves out from overworking. I've been training so hard for my black belt I think I exhausted myself."

He pulled out his computer chair for me, and I accepted it, straddling it with the backrest in front of me.

"I came here for a reason," I started slowly, choosing my words carefully. "I need some advice. Birds and bees kind of thing."

Reubs stopped short, eyeing me with a dubious look. "Don't you usually go to Lola for this? It's not exactly my area on girls thoughts about romance."

"But that's it," I stressed. I avoided his eyes as I traced meaningless patterns with my finger on the back of the chair. "It's about Lola."

Once again (but for different reasons), Reuben did a double take. He sat down on his bed and tried to look at me, but I kept my head down. "Are you concerned about how she's coping with the break up?"

"No."

"You think she's falling for a guy you don't like - again?"

"No."

"Well, what is it?"

"I like her!" I burst out all of a sudden. I surprised myself with the amount of emotion I exerted at that one moment. "I don't know why I feel this way. The thought of her makes me feel so good, I think she's the most gorgeous girl I've seen, I keep on dreaming I'm her girlfriend, we kissed in my dream. I'm confused, I'm mentally exhausted, I'm stressing out because I like my best friend who is a GIRL!"

During this massive amount of breathless babble, I had jumped off the chair and was pacing his bedroom. When I finally finished, I realised I had left the comfort of the chair, and I rushed back to sit on it. Again, I avoided looking at Reuben, feeling miserable. "I don't have a problem with gay relationships, you know that after the mission we did together. I just didn't think that was me. It never occurred to me until now. And yet the feelings have been here for awhile, I just kept on ignoring it."

Reuben was silent from the moment I began talking. After what felt like the longest pause of the century, I managed to raise my eyes and see his absolutely bewildered expression at me. "You know, saying something would really help at this moment," I muttered.

"I...I don't really know what to say, Mel," he began, looking a bit uncomfortable. "To be honest, I never suspected you liked Lola either, well at least more than a best friend. I never even thought you liked girls in general." His eyes widened at the thought. "This is the first time, right?"

"Pretty much yes. I never really felt a connection to a girl like I have with Mel. My buds on Earth were just that - my mates. I never considered them to be anything more" I explained, fidgeting a little as I spoke.

Reuben looked at his clock and let out a little breath. "I don't have much time as I have to be down at the dojo for practice, but the cheat sheet version of my advice is just think this through. And maybe, when you're ready - so don't try and force yourself to do something you don't want to do -, talk to Lola. It will feel good to get it off your chest. If she doesn't feel the same way, you can deal with it and move on. That's the best thing you can do."

I thought about what he said for a few minutes. I knew Lola didn't feel the same way, she had never mentioned girls in a conversation about our likes. Then again, neither had I.

"You're right," I eventually agreed. Smiling wearily at Reubs, I got up from the chair. "Thanks for the advice, I needed that. I don't really want to talk to her, cause I don't want it to end up so awkward that it ruins our friendship. I know it can't, we are soul mates for life. But I still fear it, and the knowledge it will be MY fault makes me feel even worse. Anyway, I'll let you get ready for the dojo, I need to go for a jog. Clear my head and such."

"Good idea," Reuben smiled, also standing up. He reached over and gave me a tight hug, the knowledge of his reassuring support making me feel so much better. "Just know I'm here for you, whatever you decide or what happens. I understand how hard this must be for you. Anyway, catch you later, Mel."

I said a quick thank you and goodbye, and opened his door, walking out into the hallway. I shut the door behind me and let out a really long sigh. This was so confusing.