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My name is Jonas Micheal

But you can just call me Jonas.

I am seventeen years old, I will be graduating from highschool next year and go play baseball for Oklahoma University in the early fall.

But that depends if I would still get accepted, due to well... my medical problem....

You see, I would have these strange dreams. Like they feel real, I don't know how to explain it. But I feel as though something is calling me, but then again... when you get woken up by your alarm clock. It kinda ruins the part where I think you find out who or whom.

I honestly don't know.... 

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But when your parents transfer you to a private school in Maryland, and sent you to live with your uncle you haven't seen since you were like four.

Things will never probably be the same. And besides, I hate road trips, like nobody wants to be in a car for like 16 hours or so, and having to stop at ever rest stop because one of us needs to use the bathroom, and couldn't hold it. Like my little sister, God almighty, she can be such a brat.

Like for example:

"Jonas! Can you come play dollies with me?"

Or

"Jonas! Mommy says you have to play dollies with me."

Like she has to go and blame everything on me. Maybe the only good thing about me going to my uncle's is that I won't have to listen to her taddle telling and stuff 24/7.

Like I had to miss prom with my (now ex) girlfriend, because my parents decided to go out and celebrate their anniversary that night even though it was like two weeks ago from that night.

Ugh, my life, I swear, is complete h***

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We or well I had to take a boat. And it smelt disgusting. Like, that's probably why, you don't get much visitors.

Besides, I think I might be getting sea sick. Like, how do people tolerate this everyday? Also it's cold, wet, and looks like it's going to rain soon anyways.

And just my luck... it rains...

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I am soon dropped off at a dock at the bottom of this cliffrock, island thingy. I have no clue what to call it, to be honest, but I am then pulled into a home, crushing hug by my uncle.

He had silver- dark brown mix hair, little whiskers of gray were taking place of a beard and wrinkles were starting to show.

"Hey squirt, long time no see," he says as he ruffles my hair. Which I fix back to the way I had it once he was done. His eyes were a mix of light blue and gray.

"Yeah... sir," I reply back to him. I really honestly just wanna get inside and away from the water, it smelt like fish and salt, which is defiently something I hate tasting in my mouth from inhaling it too much, when I really didn't want to at all.

My uncle laughed and clapped a hand on my shoulder, he gave me a smile that showed off his dimples. His teeth were white as pearls too.

"Don't call me sir, now Jonas. I am your uncle after all, just call me your Uncle Scottie, or Captain Scott will do," He tells me. "Well let me help you carry it back to the lighthouse." He goes and reaches for my suitcase and backpack.

I take a step back," No thank you. I got it. Let's just get inside so I can not get fully drenched in the next rain shower. So lead the way," I said in not really nice tone.

What should I sound Like? Happy while my inside feelings are full of misery? Ha, no thanks. If he wants to keep, he is gonna have to learn to deal with me.

My uncle nodded and began leading us to his house that was next to of course, the lighthouse.

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A/N: Hello everyone. As you can see I am doing another book. And I bet your all like.

Omg, Alpha is doing another book.

Yep! That's right I sure am. But I really do hope you like it though. This is will have its next chapter posted this week.

Oh! And a picture of Jonas:

Anyways, I hope you lovelies enjoy it. And the pictures too!

With all my love

-AlphaPandora