Hello! Welcome to my rewrite of an old story. It's been awhile since I've updated you guys on the adventure of Ava and Connor. But this time things will be a little different. A Little Bird Told Me will be a 10-20 part series. (It most likely will never reach twenty parts, I just want some room incase I want to add more.) It will be about how these two characters earn their start as Bluebird and Lupus and some of the stuff they have to go through! I hope you enjoy! Please review, I really can't stress how hard it is to keep writing without them, they give me so much advice and motivation. Now onto the story.

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Ava

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I sat, gazing at my reflection in the large round mirror that sat against the wall. I let the fears I had been holding inside for the last few weeks creep into my brain. You aren't good enough, Ava. You won't fit in. They will never like you. You'll be the pity student, they'll be sad for you. All things I do not want. I want to feel wanted. I want to have friends, be a normal teenager. Not the girl stuck in her house because of some stupid injury. That's not what I want to define me. I reach up and touch the mirror, watching my reflection follow. I stared, mesmerized by person staring back at me.

Shaking my head, I turned back towards my utter mess of a desk. I shuffle through piles countless papers. "Why is my desk so unorganized?" I mutter, accidentally knocking a cup of pencils onto the ground.

The last few weeks have been hectic. The amount of paperwork this school gives you to fill out is unreal. We sent them the larger amount of papers earlier this month but I still have a smaller stack of forms to bring to the front office before school starts.

"Ava! It's nearly time to go." A voice called from outside my door. I hardly heard it. Where is it? I mentally scream, another wave of anxiousness washes over me. If I can't turn in my paper then I can't go to school. And if I can't go to school then I'll be stuck at home for another year… But is that a bad thing? "Ava." The voice calls again. "You have less than fifteen minutes before the bus leaves! You don't want to be late." I feel a hand rest on my upper back. I turn to see my dad smiling down at me.

My dad has never been the big burly man type like most of my friends dads are. He's tall and scrawny. He has these crystal blue eyes that seem to turn to ice when he's trying to make a point, just like mine. He's always in his study, reading a book or studying some new research article about a study some scientist did in Germany. He likes to make sure he is ahead of all the trends for the clothing shop he and my mom run and has always been there for me when I need him. He's my hero. "Are you looking for this?" He asks, holding up a paper with a knowing smile.

"Yes!" I cried. "What would I do without you, dad? I grabbed the paper and stuffed it into my folder.

"I don't know. But with or without me you would still be the most beautiful lady in all the land." He says, heading back towards his and my mom's bedroom. I smile as I grab my backpack, doing a once over in the mirror before heading downstairs. My long baby blond hair was styled into a cluster of loose curls. I had decided on a cherry blossom colored top with small flowers embroidered around the neckline and sleeves and a pair of black skinny jeans. I finished of the look with a pair of black ankle boots and pearl earrings.

I run down the stairs, dodging my five year old brother Charlie. "Are you a damsel in distress?" He asks in a deep voice. Charlie loves to play superheroes or be a knight in shining armor for his damsel in distress sister.

"Not today Charlie. This damsel can save herself for now." He stuck his lower lip out and looked down at the hardwood floor, causing his light brown hair to fall in front of his vibrant green eyes. "Maybe after school, okay?" I say, continuing my sprint down the stairs. I run into the kitchen and grab a cinnamon bagel from the kitchen. "Bye mom! Bye Dad!" I yell mid bite. My dad blows a kiss from the top of the stairs. My mom, who was on the phone with a client made a small heart with her fingers and held it out in front of her. I did the same thing in her direction.

I ran out the door and into the maze of people that make up New York. Dodging people as I sprinted down the sidewalk was a challenge. I knocked shoulders with more than a few people, most of them were in a rush too. But as I ran closer to the bus stop I got distracted. That was my mistake. I noticed how beautiful the plump white clouds that filled the sky were. The shades of gold, crimson, and pumpkin orange that filled the trees. The cool breeze giving me just enough of a chill to fill me with excitement. As I rounded the corner I felt a hard thump against my chest. The next thing I knew I was laying on the cold cement under me.

I looked up, finding myself enchanted with the eyes staring back at me. They were the color hot chocolate. My heart started to pound. "Here," He said. "Let me help you up."

I knew that voice! Dread seeped in as I examined the rest of him. I didn't mean to be rude as the words popped out of my mouth, but bitterness penetrated my voice.

"Of all people… It had to be you."

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I hope you enjoyed, Connors will be coming soon! Please review and I hope you have an amazing day. Bye!