AUTHOR NOTE: Hello everyone and welcome to my first FanFiction story, I apologize immediately in advance for all the grammatical errors and other errors that you will find along this story but I hope you can enjoy this story anyway, as you can see from my profile I'm a 19 years old Italian boy, this story is mainly inspired by 4 authors of this archive:

-"Life of Love" by Alexriolover95

-"Life of Love and Pure of Heart" by T8E. CR34TOR

-"A Few Sweet Times" by T8E. CR34TOR

(I literally don't know what's wrong with your name... the only way for me to write it is to put a space between your name...)

-"Rio: Planet-X" by Dovahkiin1412

-"Chapter of Life" by Dovahkiin1412

-"Rio Escape From Alternate Reality" by Cyan The Hot Wing

If you haven't read any of the stories listed above, go now! I assure you that you will not be disappointed.

This story had to be initially a one-shot...but since in an hour I managed to throw down 7000 words of summary ... I decided to write a complete story.

I will immediately put forward some premises, this is a "Zootopia" style world where there are no humans but only birds, the birds behave exactly like humans and so they are omnivorous (I decided to eliminate the chicken, turkey and so on from their diet for obvious reasons LOL) and they dress just like us.

As for the school, because I don't know the American school system, this story will be based on the Italian school system, in Italy, the high school lasts 5 years and at the end of the last year you have the exam and once passed that you get the diploma.

Quick Update: I corrected some error in the author note, I'm glad that most of you enjoyed this first chapter, right now I'm translating the next one, hopefully, it will be ready in 3 or 4 day who knows :) ~Fenix139

Update (23/01/2019): Well... where to start? I'm quite ashamed of this story, it was my first attempt of writing in English, a language that I wasn't initially very familiar with. Rereading it almost a year later... it just makes my eyes bleed so hard. There's a clear improvement in the later chapters but still, I recommend you all to read my latest story where it's much better in my opinion than this one. I won't delete it since lots of people love it but still, I will definitely one day, rewrite this whole thing. You can find my newest story in my profile and if you want, you can still give this story a shot but I want to be clear that I DON'T write like this anymore.

Chapter 1: The Beginning

It was a day like the others at Moose Lake in Minnesota, a young blue Macaw called Blu had just woken up from his long and deep sleep and was ready for a new day. Blu was a young Blue Macaw with dark blue plumage, brown hazel eyes, on his face he has white facial markings around his eyes with a ring of darker feathers around them, he also has a feather ruffle on the back and his beak and talons are gray. His room, as usual, was very messy, on his desk was full of books and paper sheets and this is because Blu was a writer, you read it well was because he has stopped writing for 2 years and since then he had retired from his career as a writer.

After a short stretch, he was finally ready to get out of bed and left his room. The first thing he saw was a long corridor with doors, one of those doors was the bathroom and that was his current destination. As he walked along that long corridor, the wall was crammed with pictures and portraits of his family and him, his father's name was John, a Blue Macaw quite muscular with a blue plumage, sky-blue eyes, black beak, and talon. Her mother's name was Camilla, she was also a Blue Macaw with a slimmer body, brown hazel eyes, dark grey beak, and talon.

Their family ran a family bookstore that had been handed down for 2 generations, while Blu was taking a shower, he heard his mother calling him saying that breakfast was ready and hurry up, otherwise, he would be late for the lesson. Blu tried to shower as fast as possible and went immediately downstairs ready to start this new day. Once he went downstairs, he immediately saw his father with the newspaper between his wings and his mother at the stove.

"Good morning son ready for a new day of school? "His father said as he lowered the newspaper to see his son.

"Good morning Blu, wait a moment that I will immediately serve breakfast. "His mother said from behind, concentrating on the stove as not to burn anything.

"Good morning, dad and mom in 20 minutes I have to be in front of the bus stop if I don't want to be late," Blu said as he hurried to sit down at the table.

"If you woke up earlier you wouldn't have had this problem son." His father said quietly.

"Your right dad, this is my last year of high school and my whole class is bombarded with tests and books to study, next time I'll sleep sooner," I replied.

"Well said Blu, here is your breakfast." His mother said.

Blu, who was already seated at the table, began to eat thinking about things to do, the tasks he still had to do, plan for the future and so on...

"Blu I hope you have not forgotten that today you have to go shopping yourself! Money is on the table," his father said with a serious face.

"And remember to buy fruit and vegetables as well, a balanced diet is a fundamental thing to stay healthy and strong," his mother said, giggling, thinking back to what had happened last time.

"Okay, Mom and Dad, I'll remember what you just told me," Blu said, nodding with his head.

After about ten minutes, Blu took the money from the table, the backpack and got ready to start this new day. He opened the door and was greeted by the autumn leaves; the school had just started again and this was his last year in high school and next year he should start with the university... The landscape was somewhat mesmerizing, a multitude of leaves of different colors covered the road that would bring Blu to the bus stop, 'After the heat of the summer, this change of landscape really took place' thought Blu. Once the stop was in his range of vision he saw that he was not alone, among the various birds there is was one he knew, he was a Toco Tucan, one of Blu's best friends.

Blu accelerated his pace to reach him and once arrived, he greeted him. "Hi, Rafael! how long I have not seen you!" Blu said, smiling.

"Hello Blu, I have not seen you for 3 months, I think. How did your holidays go?" Rafael asked, smiling back at him.

"Well, I spent my holidays at the beach and I have to say that it helped me to get rid of the stress accumulated during the year, and what about you?" Blu replied.

"I spent the holidays in Rio De Janeiro where I saw my grandparents," Rafael answered. Suddenly the bus arrived and they both go up and find a place to sit down.

"Are you ready for this last school year Blu?" Rafael said with a sad face. Blu immediately noticed the change of expression in the face of his friend and prepared himself, as usual, to cheer him up.

"Yes, I'm ready Rafael why this sad face?" Blu said trying to cheer up Rafael.

"Is it that time passes really quickly ... do you believe it's already been 5 years? Do you already know what you're going to do in the future?" Rafael said more relieved.

"Well, you're right about the fact that time flies, unfortunately, I still do not know what to do for the future but I hope to have a clear idea as soon as possible." Blu replied.

Blu looking out the window, he saw birds heading to their offices for work, mothers who brought their children to school and some skyscrapers in the distance. 'And in these moments, you understand that time really flies, I still remember my first year of high school where half of these buildings were not even there yet and look now how much it has changed ...' he thought. Finally, the bus arrived at its destination and once they got off the bus and went to their school, during the journey, he saw many familiar faces and some classmates, once exchanged their greetings they enter in the building.

Blu POV

My school was a fairly new one, built 9 years ago, quite advanced as laboratories, lesson tools, sports facilities etc... It was a fairly large school that could accommodate a thousand students, once I reached my class I was welcomed by many of my classmates, including a dear friend of mine, Rebecca who was a Hyacinth Macaw.

"Hi, Blu and Rafael!" Rebecca said, hastily waving her wing to get my attention.

"Hi, Rebecca everything all right?" I said with a smile on my face.

"Hello to you too Rebecca!" Rafael said.

"I thought you were late today!" Rebecca said worriedly

"Let's say that last night I fell asleep late and as a result I woke up late." I said a little embarrassed.

"You stayed the same as usual I see?" Rebecca said in a sarcastic tone.

Suddenly the bell rang and we all headed to our desk, to begin with the lesson. From the classroom door, entered a Blue and Gold Macaw, it was Professor Edwards. "Good morning guys, I hope you are all ready for this new school year because it will be your last year in this school, or better, it will be the last one for some of you." Professor Edwards said with an authoritative expression in his face.

'The whole class remained silent, some sweating cold, others praying, others trying to be attentive to the lesson, in short, I had missed this feeling' I thought. The lesson went on smoothly, I had no problem with the speed with which the professor explained, 'Maybe because I was the best in my class? Well, surely, being the best in the class have its advantages' I thought as I was listening to the professor. During the break while I went to the bathroom, I crossed my eyes with the most popular couple of the school, Roberto and Jewel, Roberto is a Blue Macaw who moved 2 years ago in our school, he is a boy with a very athletic body and extremely good with girls, in short, all the qualities I didn't have...

Jewel instead was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, with her slim body and those turquoise eyes she could bewitch anyone in her presence, needless to say, I had a crush on her but I knew from the very first year that our possible relationship would be an impossible love because she had no reason to stay with me... She was with a model guy who was the captain of the football team of the institute also, last year our school had even won the tournament of our city, a goal that had never been achieved and he had succeeded in just one year, becoming the absolute top scorer of our school. Needless to say, that all the girls were behind him, in short, someone like me would never have any hope of beating him... Once back in class I was immediately greeted by Rebecca and Rafael.

"So Blu, have you finally found the love of your life?" Rebecca said in a sarcastic tone. She knew very well that my eyes had always been on Jewel but despite this, she enjoyed teasing me constantly.

"Come on Rebecca don't tease him, you know that Blu's eyes are only for Jewel," Rafael said trying to cheer me up.

"Come on Rafael, I tried to encourage him to deny me and assert himself..." Rebecca said.

"Don't worry Rebecca, you didn't offend me, I'm used to your provocations," I replied.

"Hey don't make me feel guilty! I was just trying to give a bit of confidence in you!" Rebecca said trying to defend herself.

The day continued as usual and to return home, rather than take the bus, I preferred to do it on foot, my house was not far from school but the reason why I took the bus in the morning was because if I didn't do it, then I would have had to wake up earlier and since I was a lazy bird, i preferred to have more minutes of sleep. Also, today I don't even have to go home right away, today i had a commission to complete, and that thing was shopping. I headed towards the main street of the neighborhood where most of the shops of the city are concentrated, 'this street is so alive ... so full of life, even in the most difficult moments of my life I like to come here just to cheer me up' I thought between myself.

In the distance I could begin to see a giant and colorful sign typical of large multinationals, I had always wanted to shop at the market ... but because of my shy personality, I preferred the less sociable environment of the supermarket and I must admit it was so comfortable to come here... within about 100 meters you could find everything at a price sometimes very advantageous. Once i reached the neighborhood supermarket, I took one of those baskets, since I don't have to buy so much stuff it makes no sense to take the big cart to buy 6 things at best, 'better to prefer portability than capacity in this case' i thought. Once inside, I felt like I was in another world of its own, I tried to lose as little time as possible and then come home as soon as I could because my parents are waiting for me.

After about 5 minutes of fast walking I managed to get everything I was looking for and once I was satisfied with my work I headed to the supermarket checkout counter. As I headed for the checkout counter, I came across the books section, 'the books... once I was a writer but when I lost all my motivation I left everything behind me even though I knew that my books had quite a success but in that moment, I didn't care, I just wanted to quit and try to vent all the stress I had built up' I thought as I looked around. While I was in my thoughts, I didn't look carefully in front of me and unfortunately, I slammed against someone, that hit had brought me back to earth and i immediately prepared myself to make the sincerest apologies for my carelessness. But fate wanted me, out of all the people I could meet... Jewel was in front of me with a rather irritated look.

"Excuse me so much, it's all my fault I did not pay enough attention to where I was going..." I said in a very honest and humble way.

"Next time, watch where you go and be more careful!" Said Jewel in a very annoyed tone.

Jewel, who until now had not even looked at me in the face slowly began to get up from the ground and I like a good gentleman, stretched my wing to help her get back on her feet, she didn't think twice to grab my wing but, as soon as her wing and mine came into contact... at that moment, I felt an indescribable feeling, something I thought I had already forgotten… As soon as her eyes came into contact with mine, her facial expression changed from that annoyed to a curious and confused look as if she knew me.

"Do we know each other by chance?" She said, looking at me closely.

"Umm... I know you because we go to the same school, but you definitely don't know me." I replied.

Jewel confused by my statement decided to go all the way and ask for my name.

"Ah... I understand, that's why I thought I already saw you, what's your name?" She asked.

"My name is Blu, I attend the last year of your same institute." I replied.

"Ah, so one of my peers who attends the same school as i... I think I've already heard your name, do you have Mr. Edwards as your professor? " She asked.

"Yes Mr. Edwards is my professor, what have you heard of me?" I asked, now overwhelmed by curiosity.

"I heard you're the brightest student in the whole institute, is that true?" She asked.

Now I was more embarrassed than ever on the rumors circulating about me, I tried to remain as serious and calm as possible.

"Well I wouldn't say the best in the institute, maybe the best in my class would be more suitable." I replied humbly.

"I see you're a very humble guy, what are you doing in the book section? By chance do you read the books as well? "she asked.

"I stopped because of the studies and my commitments, unfortunately, I have been very busy, I could ask you the same question, why are you in this section of the supermarket?" I asked.

"Well I love literature and I like reading books, unfortunately, my favorite author has stopped writing... it's a real pity, he disappeared into nothingness and moreover, none even knows his true identity." She replied.

After hearing this statement, I was more curious than ever, I had to discover who this author was and who she was referring to, I don't know why but I had a certain feeling of Déjà-Vu that was tormenting me.

"If you don't mind... could you tell me the name of the author you're talking about?" I asked as kindly as possible.

"Well I don't see why not, I'm talking about T. Gunderson the talented writer, the only thing we know about him is that he's a very young boy and that's it," she said sadly.

As soon as I heard my pen name, I almost had a heart attack... I would never have imagined that the girl I was madly in love with, could be a fan of mine...

I remained silent for a while, no longer knowing how to respond ... too many thoughts wandered around in my head at the time and I couldn't formulate any words, it was as if my brain had suddenly stopped and needed a forced reboot of the system as if i was a computer…

Jewel immediately noticed a change in my face as soon as she named that name.

"Do you already know him or are you a fan of ?" She asked, unaware that the name she had just named was the same person she had in front of her.

I tried to invent the first plausible excuse that could ever come to my mind and tried to look as sincere as possible, at the same time I was very curious about why she was a fan of mine, I have to know why... I must absolutely know it...

"Well, I read some of his books but now I'm curious about why you're a fan of his? What do you like about his books? What struck you the most about him?" While I was talking, a part of me realized that there were too many questions all in one go... I had ruined everything I thought at that moment, she would have surely understood that I was hiding something…

"Um, I have to say you asked me a lot of questions all at once?" She replied giggling.

I was silent fearing the worst, 'how did I make such a mistake?' I thought.

"However, responding very briefly to your questions, the thing that struck me most is his way of writing, his approach to life, his way of building their characters each with a very specific role and personality, his way of narrating, his thoughts about love and much more that I don't have time to say, because otherwise, it'll be late. "She replied.

I was literally stunned, I didn't know what to say... 'One thing was to hear it from someone who you didn't even know or care… but hearing the same thing but told by her... everything takes on a completely different meaning... feeling appreciated by the girl I fell in love with was literally priceless, I don't think I've ever felt so satisfied in my life but all of a sudden her last words have entered my head... "otherwise it'll be late." why I was so impressed by these words' I thought.

Suddenly I remembered the real reason why I had come here... shopping and returning as soon as possible from my parents who were still waiting for me... I could sincerely stay all day talking with her, looking at her, hearing her angelic voice... but now I couldn't, I had to go home immediately.

"Now that you make me think about it, I have to go home because my parents are waiting for me, I'm so sorry I'm sure we'll have more opportunities in the future to talk again, it was nice to meet you, Jewel." I said trying to be as kind as possible.

"Oh don't worry we both lost the perception of time as well, I have to go back to my parents' restaurant immediately because the dinner time is approaching!" She hurriedly said.

Having said that I went immediately to the first supermarket checkout counter available in such hurry that I have not had in a while 'The last time I was in all this rush was... during the publication of my last book... I was late with my scheduling and in a few days, I have done the job that I should have done in a whole month... now that I think about it I didn't even reveal my secret... I wonder how she would have reacted if she knew I was T. Gunderson...'I thought while I was standing in line at the checkout.

Once I paid for everything, I immediately headed home, on the way home I did nothing but think about what I was doing with my life... The real reason why I started writing was for her, yes, I began to write because I had to find a way or the other to vent my feelings towards her, even if in an implicit way. I have to say that this thing worked until he had appeared... Roberto... I don't absolutely blame him for everything, I never revealed my feelings towards her... if there was someone who was on the wrong side or was to blame, that was me... At that moment I dropped several tears, fortunately, it was evening and nobody could notice them, 'What's the meaning of my life?' I wondered about myself. Suffer at seeing the love of your life being with another boy and never having the courage to confess your love?

From the few tears that came down initially from my eyes, now it was as if it had become a river... a river of repressed emotions that never had the chance to have been expressed, I never cried more than now, especially after having heard with my own ears that she appreciated my books... that means I could have a chance with her but now it's too late... by now she was with Roberto and I couldn't do anything anymore.

Once arrived in front of the house, I pulled out a package of tissues to dry my tears, I didn't want to be seen in this condition especially by my parents... I had to stay strong and I had to know how to keep going with my life even if... right now I have no motivation to continue living... the only thing that prevents me from committing the act of taking my life is my family... they would be destroyed if I took my life and in addition to them all the people dearest to me... I have to stay lucid and think better, this was one of those things that once done, there was no way to go back.

Once I had calmed myself down, I opened the door of my house and immediately saw my father and mother with worried looks, as soon as they saw me they ran immediately to me and hugged me as strongly as they never did, it wasn't for me to promise one thing and not keep it, I felt really guilty for making them worry so much.

"Where have you been a son?! We thought something bad happened to you, you really got us worried! "My father said in a very angry tone.

"Calm down John, the important thing is that our son is back, I'm sure he has a valid motivation and reason to be back so late." My mother said waiting only for an exhaustive answer from me.

"Sorry mum and dad, while I was shopping I met an old friend that I hadn't seen for a long time and I lost track of time, it will not happen again I promise." I said trying to be as convincing as possible.

From the looks of my father and mother, I immediately understood that they still had many doubts but for the moment they gave up and so we went to the kitchen to have dinner. Today's dinner was the most silent of all time, usually, we talked a lot but tonight none of the 3 felt in the mood to start a speech. Once I had finished dinner I went back to my room and took my guitar that I hadn't used for years, the last time I used it was during middle school but from that day on I was mainly dedicated to literature... I started tuning it and tried to use it to play some parts of some songs to see if I could still use it or not. And I began to play a song that I knew well and that reflected how I felt at that moment.

What I didn't know was that I had not fully closed the door of my room, my parents who were downstairs heard the sound of my guitar and immediately stopped talking to understand what I was doing. After few minutes, my parents were stunned, they didn't know at all what was happening in my life, they thought I was happy, through their eyes I had an almost enviable life, excellent school grades, excellent universities ready to welcome me, perspective writer and full of talent. In short, they certainly didn't expect to find me in this state

"John, I think you should go upstairs and find out what is afflicting our son," My mother said.

"Yes, I think you're right as usual, I would never have imagined that he felt all this frustration and kept everything inside him without telling anyone, not even his parents!" John said as he walked towards my room.

As I recovered from my recent outburst of emotions, I heard a knock on the door and then I heard my father's voice. "Blu can I come in?" My father asked. I immediately put my guitar away and tried to look like I was studying for tomorrow's lesson.

"You can come in, dad," I replied looking out of my room's window. I saw my father enter my room and sit next to me on the bed.

"Son, you know very well that you can tell me everything you know, don't you? You can always count on me if something afflicts you and I promise you that I will do everything to help you as best as I can," my father said.

"Did you hear me play the guitar?" I asked.

"Yes, but I'm not here because I heard you play the guitar, even if it made me astonished, I thought you had definitely abandoned the guitar to concentrate on writing books," my father replied.

"Well you're not wrong, I decided to focus completely on my books once I went to high school," I said.

"Now that I think of it, you never told me why you stopped writing, could I know why you stopped so suddenly?" my father asked me.

At that moment I had made a decision, it made no sense to hide my true motivation for why I had stopped writing and if there was anyone who had the right to know why, that was my father and mother. "Okay I'll tell you everything, now I have no more reason to hide all this, especially after what happened today," I said with a sad face.

Meanwhile, both of us didn't realize that my mother was behind the door eavesdropping, she knew very well that it was wrong but wanted to help me somehow, it was stronger than her, maybe it was the maternal instinct? Who knows. "It all started 5 years ago, while I settled in my class and made my first friendships, I met her... a really beautiful girl who left me breathless, I thought it was nothing, since I thought it was one of those many crushes during adolescence and that would have vanished as soon as I discovered more about her, but I was wrong," I said looking out of the windows.

"Why were you wrong?" My father asked with a confused face.

"She ... she's perfect, I thought she was one of those girls who was beautiful outside but ugly inside, I think you understood what I mean right dad?" I said looking at him.

"You thought it was one of those beautiful but hateful, stupid, vain girls and so on?" my father replied.

"Exactly but as I said before I was wrong, she is literally the opposite of what I believed, she was smart and I saw it with my own eyes during a competition organized by the school, she almost beat me, incredible... I still struggle to believe it," I said looking straight into my father's eyes.

"She's kind... I saw her defend some guys who were going to be bullied and she showed more courage than many other birds I've seen so far," I said.

"She is strong ... she knows how to defend herself and even be respected by males, which is not common among girls, she is not that kind of girl who totally relies on her boyfriend ... she is an independent girl, able to get away on her own if necessary, just as I like it..." I said raising my voice.

"I can continue until tomorrow morning, I don't know if you understood dad," I said laughing.

"Well son, from your description of this girl, I think this is true love and you should do everything to confess your feelings, true love is a rare and precious thing," my father said, proud of me.

"And that's exactly the problem dad, I've always been on the sidelines admiring her without having even the courage to talk to her and to confess my feelings, I started writing for her... she was my motivation to undertake this path, she was and still is my muse of inspiration..." I replied.

"Until now I have not seen anything of concern except the fact that you never confessed your love toward her, what happened between you two?" my father said looking at me.

"Well in the third year there was a new student called Roberto who moved into our school, and as you can imagine this new student was and still is ... perfect ... strong, handsome and knows how to talk to a girl," I replied.

"I think I understand where you are going to, this girl you're talking about is in a relationship with this so-called Roberto and you, seeing them together, you completely lost the motivation you had and you stopped writing right? Because you are jealous and never had the chance to confess your love? " my father said.

"I do not know how you understood everything, but I suppose it was obviously right?" I said, looking at my father. My father and I, after the comment made by me, we both laughed out loud and my mother who was still outside the door, by mistake she had leaned too much on the door and fell into my room.

"Darling are you okay?" my father said with a worried face.

"Mom you didn't hurt yourself, right?" I said, trying to help her.

"D-don't worry, I'm fine... sorry if I was eavesdropping," my mother said, preparing herself for the worst.

"Don't worry mom I was already planning to tell you after confessing everything to dad," I said trying to console her.

"Honey, it's not that you didn't trust me, eh?" my father said in a mischievous tone.

"No, you're wrong, my motherly instinct told me to listen to you and maybe help you if you had any problem..." my mother said in a sad tone.

"Camilla I was joking I would never doubt you, you know it? After all that we went through, I would be crazy if I still have some doubts about you, you're my one and only, Camilla," my father said in a seductive tone.

"Oh now don't be mushy and anyway I can say the same thing about you, you're my one and only, John," my mother chuckled. After this little conversation, the two exchanged a very passionate kiss.

"Well, what to say... I envy your relationship, I hope one day I can have a relationship like yours," I said.

"Do not worry, son, you've already found the right girl you just need to confess your love remember?" my father said to me.

"Dad I hope you haven't forgotten that the girl I love is currently with another boy," I said confused.

"That does not mean anything, Blu, you don't have to give up until you confess your love for her, you'll never know if she shares your same emotions or not until you try, you don't have to give up," my father said trying to cheer me up.

"Well said, darling. Blu, you don't know but I fought for your father, he, at your age, was an extremely attractive Macaw and he still is, he was already dating a girl, but I did not give up and one day I confessed my feelings to your father and look what happened," Camilla said, chuckling.

"It happened that I made the best choice of my life, that is to marry your mother, son what I'm telling you is that it doesn't matter if she's already with another boy, until they get married, you always have to fight, to conquer her, especially if it's true love, I went out with so many girls because I was looking for the ideal girl for me and when your mom confessed her love for me... it happened what should've happened," my father said, looking at my mother.

"Oh John, stop it, remember why we are in our son's room, we didn't come here to tell our life and brag about our relationship, right?" my mother said.

"True, you're right, resuming from where you left off son, you still didn't tell me what happened to you today," my father said looking at me.

"Well, today I had for the first time a chance to talk to that girl I just told you, her name is Jewel, I also discovered something shocking... she's a fan of my books..." I replied.

"Wow, and aren't you happy?" my father said with a smile.

"This means that I always had a chance to conquer her! But I wasted it, that's why I came home with tears... I didn't know she like me in an indirect way... after all the praise I received from the audience I thought I was satisfied and that nothing would surprise me anymore and instead... the praise that she made me... even though they are banal, they have a mysterious force that distinguishes it from all the others... I don't know how to say it," I replied with a sad face.

"I also discovered that she was sad because I suddenly abandoned everything and disappeared... I feel guilty... if only I had known it before... and moreover I have not told her that I am T. Gunderson," I said.

"Well I don't see where the problem is, you just need to start writing again right? Now that you know she's a fan of yours, you can use this thing to your advantage, be smarter, son," my mother said smiling at me.

"Your mother is right as always, take this fact to your advantage, if you really care for her then you would do anything to make her happy," my father said looking at me. The words of my parents had touched my heart deep inside, they were both right if I really cared about her then I had to be willing to do anything to make her happy.

"You're both right, I decided to start again writing, even if 2 years have passed, I want to try again that feeling that I have not felt for too long, thanks a lot, mum and dad, you both are the best, and I love you," I said hugging both of my parents.

"We love you too, son and know that we will support you in every single decision you will make," my father said.

"I agree with your father, with us you can always be sincere because we will always be here to help you in time of need," my mother said, putting her wing on my shoulder.

3rd Person POV

Meanwhile, in the other part of town, a girl was hurrying back to the restaurant run by her parents, by now it was almost dinner time and she knew that on her return she would be scolded and maybe even punishment for the weekend. Once he reached the restaurant she immediately saw the sign with the words "Birds of Blue Feathers" on it, besides being the name of the restaurant, it was also the motto of his family "Birds of Blue Feathers must stick together!" While she was thinking about this, she had seen his father outside the door with a very worried expression. His father was a Blue Macaw with an imposing cerulean body, green eyes and he has a short crest of flattened feathers on the top of his head, his name was Eduardo.

"Jewel where have you been? Your mom and I were worried about you!" his father said angrily.

"Sorry dad... at the supermarket I met a boy who attends my own school, we started talking and we didn't notice all the time that has passed," her daughter replied. Hearing her husband talking to someone outside the door, another Blue Macaw was intrigued and decided to go and check what was happening.

"Jewel! You came back at last, we thought you were lost or worse!" a female blue macaw said, she was an almost exact copy of her daughter, her name was Sarah.

"Sorry mom I'll tell you what happened later, we have to hurry up! soon customers will arrive!" their daughter said trying to get inside the restaurant.

That said the family of Blue Macaw was rushing back into the restaurant and preparing all the tables and kitchen for the imminent evening that was waiting for them. After less than 10 minutes, the first customers began to enter the room, Jewel who was helping her parents since middle school managing the room and the customers, went to the locker room where she wore a maid uniform and prepared to serve customers.

"I would like 2 menus of the day and 1 beer," a customer said.

"Very well they'll come right away!" Jewel said writing everything in a small notebook Meanwhile, his parents were there to watch her.

"She has really grown so much right dear?" her mother said, looking at her daughter running from side to side.

"Oh yes, time really flies ... and to think that I still remember when she was 15 and accidentally spilled beer on a customer," his father said laughing with his wife.

"How come you only remember the mistakes she made, however, you're right, time really flies... she's no longer a child and sooner or later she will find a guy who will be able to make her happy as I was," Sarah said, looking into her husband eyes.

"Come on Sarah, not now in front of the whole restaurant, however, she will always remain my little child, as far as the boy is concerned ... he must have my consent before going out with her," her father said looking at her daughter.

"As I imagined, you're always the same huh?" Sarah said giggling.

"MOM, DAD! Have you finished talking and come to help me with the customers?" Jewel said in an irritated tone.

"Yes, sorry Jewel, we're coming," his father said heading to the kitchen.

"Being scolded by your daughter is priceless," said Sarah bursting with laughter.

After a long evening and after having finished serving all the customers the Blue Macaw family was preparing to clean and then close the place. "It was a really busy evening tonight," Jewel said, panting.

"Oh yes, today there were more people than usual," her mother said as she cleaned a table.

"Less talk, more work!" Eduardo said looking at the two macaws.

Just to let you know ... I have already written 50,702 words for this story (in Italian at the moment) but I would still love to have some feedback from you to see if you are interested in the story or not and another reason why I ask you feedback is because it takes me a long time to translate everything ... I first write the story entirely in Italian and then translate it into English.

Ps: I still don't know when I will publish the next chapter but I hope as soon as I can.

~Fenix139