How Maria met George

Note: This story is written in first person and in Maria's POV (point-of-view). Please enjoy.

You see, I'm not your average, everyday, run-on-the-mill, 13-year-old girl.

I'm one of these, how you could say, "special" young teenagers with a unique yet cute and friendly boyfriend.

It all started when I was surfing the web using a Macbook I got from my Mom as a gift from her vacation in Scotland. How should I know, I'm a Pink Bird from a wealthy, modern family. Anyway, I was surfing the web, being single during the time, until I heard Elaine, my 3-year old sister.

Elaine was a cute little girl. She had rosy cheeks, soft blonde hair, wore a cute violet dress and had a pretty violet bow in her hair.

"Maria!" she called out in her adorable voice. "Do Blue Birds swim or fly?"

I turned my head to face her, my long blonde hair flowing and covering parts of my blue rose pyjamas as I turned. "Huh?"

"Do Blue Birds swim or fly?" she repeated her question, she sounded quite annoyed.

"Look, Elaine, have you ever seen a Blue Bird swim before?" I asked her, hoping to get her to leave me alone.

"Uh, no. But I see them swim in pictures!" Elaine giggled.

"You mean near the public swimming pools?" I asked again. Elaine nodded, her hair moved back and forth as if she were a headbanging groupie from a rock band.

"Hmph. Can't argue with that." was the last thing I said before going back to what I was doing.

Elaine skipped back into her bedroom to do things what little girls like to do, like dressing up and playing pretend or having tea parties with her toys.

I started to chat with one of my friends, Skye, via Skype of that I'm the only girl in here that needs a boyfriend.

"How about you try this dating website Zoosk?" she suggested "There's plenty of cute boys there."

Annoyed, I accepted to do so, knowing that she will push me until I would check it out anyway.

I set up an account on the said website Skye was blabbing about to me and began to search for my match. There were just typical boys that are way more older than me.

"Hmm… not many of these boys are my type." I sighed sadly.

I was about to give up searching until a certain boy's profile caught my eye. I clicked on it and checked out who and what he is, how old he is, and what he likes and hates.

The boy was up to my age and was a Blue Bird with emerald green eyes, which surprised me because Blue Birds usually are born with either grey eyes or blue eyes. Then I looked at the boy's interests.

He appeared to have similar interests like mine. Finally, I looked at what his name was: George Lesley Bluestorm, which I believed he might be called that he is adorable. I was about to sent him a photo of me until I heard my dad's voice.

"Maria, your mother and I are taking your sister out for a few hours. Is it okay if we trust you to stay out of trouble while home alone?" he asked.

"Yes, Dad." I answered.

"We'll be back in a few hours." my mom said as she, Dad, and Elaine left the house, leaving me and the family cat and budgies in the house.

As they left, I quickly sent a photo of myself to George with a note saying "I think you're cute, George.". It was simply me hugging a Blue Bird plush and my cat, Luna. Nothing special.

My stomach growled for a bit. "Time for a snack, I guess." I said. I went downstairs to get myself something to eat until I heard my budgies screeching. "Must be having a noisy day." I laughed.

I came back upstairs to place my snacks, which is homemade pasta with Tangy Cheese Doritos and Pepsi on the desk next to my bed, before feeding my noisy budgies, hoping to finally shut them up and going back to what I was doing.

I noticed I got a note and I clicked on it, revealing that the note was from George. He typed "Ooh, nice picture! Looks like I finally found a girl who likes me!". I smiled, believing that he is indeed adorable.

Hours past and both me and George began to know a lot about each other. We were friends first, then boyfriend and girlfriend (finally). I then looked at the clock. 6:00pm. My parents and sister should be home by now. I heard the door open, and it was my parents and my little sister, who had her arms reaching out to hug me, which I did.

"Did you do anything while we're away?" Mom asked.

"Yep." I answered.

"What did you do?"

"Well… " I took a deep breath "I found the boy of my dreams."

I told Mom, Dad and Elaine all about George.

Elaine giggled, Mom smiled, and Dad petted my head like he always does. "Attagirl." he smiled.

I smiled too, happy that I'm not alone.