"Ivy! Wake up! Guess who's coming in fiffteen minutes!"

I'm being shaken awake. Soon I feel someone jumping one the bed. Why won't anyone in this place let me sleep? Finally I get fed up and throw my pillow at whoever was jumping on the bed. I hear a 'Thump' and I wrap the covers around me.

"Um, Ow. Ivy I know your not a morning person but it 10, 45 and you have to get up because a Louis Tomlinson from One Direction is coming!"

Oh, it's Carrie. I know what she's doing. she's trying to make up for last week. Trying to make me feel better. Wait, Louis Tomlinson? I groan.

"Get up and get ready!" Carrie says, standing over me, her curly blonde hair hanging around her face as her baby blue eyes stare at me sternly.

"Alright alright, sheesh." I say getting up and heading to the bathroom.

Soon I'm dressed in skinny jeans and a black T-shirt. My wavy brown hair is a pony tail and my bangs hang in my face. I grab my sholder bag and walk out of my room only to be pulled down the hallway.

"Hurry, they already started!" Carrie exclaims.

We inter the auditorium and sit in the back as we listen to this guy speak. I don't look up until Carrie nudges me. I look up and meet a pair of blue eyes. He keeps talking as his gaze holds mine, until I look back down again. I don't pay attention to what he's saying until he mentions something about friendships.

"... Friend are great to have. You have someone to talk to. Friendships can last a life time. They can have a great impact on your life. Making a friend can change your life forever."

"What's the point?" I interupt him. I don't know why I did, I just... did. "What's the point in making a friend if they are just going to leave?"

"They won't leave." He says from the stage.

"Everyone always leaves. Everyone" I say.

"I haven't left." Carrie says to me.

"Yes. Yes you have. You've left before how do I know you won't do it again? That's exactly what my mom said before she left me, again." I say.

"Friendships can last a life time-" Louis starts.

"Well what if I don't want them to? What if I would rather be left alone in this stupid place than have a stupid friendship? I already have one friend and she's left me before, give me a reason she wouldn't do it again. She left because of that stupid boyfriend of hers." I say. The room is silent. Tears are running down both, me and Carrie's faces, she's staring straight ahead. Louis looks like he has nothing to say, so I speak up again.

"If you had one wish, What would you wish for, Mr. Popstar?" I say. My question takes him by surprise, his eyes meet mine again.

"To make you happy." He says finally. My eyes widen, before looking at the ground.

"Bad wish." I whisper hoarsely, but loud enough for him to hear. I grab my shoulder bag and run out of the room. Leaving Carrie looking straight ahead with tears pouring down her face.

I run all the way to my room. I sit on the bed and stare at my closet. I remember when I use to think monsters hid in my old closet and my mom had told me,

"If a monster is in your closet, you know what you do?" I shook my head at my mother. "You stare at the closet and say 'You won't hurt me, Mr. monster. I believe in fairys and my fairy will protect me', You say that to him and he won't hurt you. Because a fairy is only a tiny angel. And if you upset a fairy it will always remember and if it remembers it will hurt you for what you did, but it won't hurt you because you love it. You love your fairy, right?" I nod my head. She walks over to the closet and opens it. She pulls out a glass figure. It had glittery blue wings and a purple dress. It had little elf ears and it was looking down at the flower it had in it's hands. "This is your fairy, it will protecct you."

That night she left, but she came back. The second time, she didn't come back. I got down on the floor and pulled up the floor boards. I found my box and as I opened it i found my fairy. My mind want my monster in the closet, my heart was my fairy.

"You'll protect me." I whispered holding the fairy close.