I Love You (The Portals, Book 1)

Jonas

I'm Jonas. My life has been...interesting. For years I was looking for that special person who'd change my life, the person whom I'd give everything to, the person whom I'll love forever, but...it wasn't going well.

After school I went home. I have an older sister named Abby. She wears full black everyday, she has long, pink-dyed hair, hazel eyes, red glasses, and light blue wings. She was at college, though.

"I'm home!" I called out, walking into the house. My mom smiled at me.

"Have a good first day at high school?" Mom asked.

I nodded. "I already have two friends, and the girls are already talking about me," I said, taking off my backpack and adjusting my scarf.

"What are your friends' names?" Mom asked.

"Newra and Azabell," I said.

"Wait, are they both girls?" Mom asked.

"Yeah. You know I get along with girls best," I said.

Mom laughed. "You get along with boys just as well."

"Yeah, right! I'm always embarrassing myself!" I said. Mom laughed again. I walked upstairs into my bedroom and shut the door. I collapsed on bed and played some music. It was all love songs. My favorite.

After a while I took a (long) shower and went to bed. I'm a night owl, so I stay up late unless it's the school year.

I fell asleep thinking about that girl I met, Newra. She's kind of cute.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I groaned and turned off my alarm clock. I got up and got dressed, making sure not to forget my special maroon scarf (like I could if I tried). I brushed my teeth, polished my wings, ate breakfast, packed my back pack, quickly visited Opata (I wished I could stay longer, but I didn't want to be late), and flew to school. I rushed down to my locker and began putting my stuff in there.

Newra showed up. She looked beautiful in a long yellow dress and a pearl necklace. Not like she hadn't looked good the day before too.

"HEY, GUYS! Watcha talkin' 'bout?" Azabell asked.

"Nothing, we just got here," Newra said.

***

After school I went home. No one else was home yet. I sat down on the couch and pulled out my computer. I began writing. See, I've had a passion for writing since I was eleven. That was five years ago.

I stopped writing only when I started realizing I was forming feelings toward Newra.

The first thing I thought was, Gosh! I met her yesterday!

Second was, Should I tell her? Of course not! She'll hate me! Like I said before, I met her YESTERDAY.

Third was, What do I do? I can't like a girl I just met! That's just wrong! She is cute though... Then I slapped myself. Hard.

"IDIOT!" I yelled at myself. I went to take a shower and calm myself down. When I came out I felt tired from a long day and went to bed.

***

The next day I came to a decision. I was going to ask her out. I know, I know, I met her two days before. It was a stupid idea.

When I tried to ask her out, seeing her smile made me blush and I completely chickened out. She was so cute. I pulled my scarf up to my nose to hide the blush.