An Angel's Love

Meeting New People

It was Sunday now and Michael was taking me with him to the bookstore. He offered for me to stay home and wait, but after being in here all of yesterday I was in need of some fresh air.

I decided to wear a pair of the leggings given to me, flats and a shirt with a peter pan collar. The name of the collar brought back memories of my friend Peter Pan. He is a kind angel, I remember him telling me the story of one of his first missions, where he met Wendy. He had to guide her and her brothers to heaven, and try to make it seem fun and exciting, an adventure. They were children, and they needed to know that from now on, there would be no more sorrow in their lives. Peter and Wendy were still together, and I found that most of the time I wished I had found a love like theirs.

We entered the store and Michael grabbed my hand, leading me through many students to the counter. I felt my heart begin to race again the second his hand touched mine, a blush once again appeared on my face. At this, I remembered a conversation I once had with Wendy.

*****

"What is it like, falling in love?" I asked Wendy curiously.

"It's amazing, truly. It can be silly, but it is the best feeling there is." She said with a small chuckle.

"How will I know it is love?" I wanted to know.

"You will know, because it will be completely different from anything you have ever experienced. Your mind will know he is the one, and so will your heart." She said smiling at Peter, who was walking towards us.

"Will there be any signs I'm falling? Anything for me to look for, like, physically?" I asked, not sure how to phrase what it was I was thinking.

"It is different for everyone. You might blush, or your heart might skip a beat. You might feel like you are flying, but it will be unlike how you feel now when you fly. If you two touch, you might feel sparks between the two of you. That's how it was with me for Peter." She said smiling at this memory of the two of them.

"Thank you Wendy, I really do not know who else I have to talk to about this sort of thing, but you."

"Anytime, Elera. Just remember to be patient, your man will come at the right time."

*****

I did feel the way Wendy had described. I felt those sparks with Michael. I felt my heart skip a beat, I felt like it was just us when he looked into my eyes. It was like with no other, he truly had me. Maybe, Michael was my one.

I was brought back when I felt Michael stop walking. I looked around and noticed him pulling up a stool for me to sit on.

"Thank you." I said kindly. I sat down and turned to look at him. He was standing there answering a customer's question about where she could find a specific book. I saw him raise his hand over at two people once the lady had left, and they slowly approached us.

"Hey Michael, how have you been?" A cute blonde asked. Her hair fell in perfectly loose golden waves, and she had cute blue eyes. Besides her, stood a kind looking guy. He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes.

"I've been great. How have you guys been?" He asked, genuinely interested in the conversation.

"We've been alright," the male said "Who's your friend?"

"This is Elera." He said turning to me. "Elera, this is Grace, and this is Zach." He said gesturing to his friends. I smiled and shook their hands.

"It's nice to meet you." I said smiling at them.

"You too." Grace replied kindly. "Would you guys like to go eat lunch with us?"

"I get out in twenty minutes, any chance you can wait until then?" Michael asked.