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Alex's POV

I felt like I was about to faint. I hadn't slept in about a week and barely had any food. I hadn't come out of my room because I just wanted to be alone. But those parents of mine sat in front of my door begging me to come out.

I passed the time by re-reading the Artemis Fowl series.

I looked like Opal, but Opal's skin was darker. I wondered if he was real. But I knew it wasn't because it was put on the fiction shelf.

"Alex! Please come out!" my mother begged. I screamed no and curled up in a ball.

Hi. My name is Alex Fowlester (I am not kidding, that is my last name!) and I am ten. I was an emo and a nerd. Yes, I said it. I am ten and I am already emo. I had brown eyes, and short, layered black hair that covered on eye and went down to my shoulders.

I was not rich, nor poor. I was very smart but hid it by never talking unless it was the teacher or friend.

I always had my head bowed and finished my work quickly. I had mild OCD and miner anger issues. I was said to have depression, but I didn't, I just hated talking to people.

If I wasn't near anyone I would show the real me, but that was rare. Not even my parents saw it. I was always afraid that if I showed the real me, they would reject me and kill me.

I knew the last part was stupid and would never happen, but I still worried. "Never." I whispered, tears silently streaming down my face. When I was nine and under my parents never talked to me.

I think that was one of the reasons I hid my real self. "Please?!" my father cried. "I SAID NOOOOOOOO!" I faked an angry voice. "I am your mother, I demand this-"

I tuned her out. I put my ear buds in and started reading. I was at the part when Artemis- exhaustion took me over and I guess I fainted.

I woke up in a bed I guessed was mine. I felt a little movement next to me. I opened my eyes and turned over. At the same time the person turned over and looked at me.

Good thing I was in my real clothes (that made of a black/purple chocker, black make up, black lip stick, black t- shirt, black tight jeans, purple leather jacket, and black boots.) the person was a boy that looked like…. That looked like Artemis Fowl! But of course he can't be.

At the same time we screamed. I scrambled out of my bed. Someone burst through the door and had me pinned against the wall. I was just staring back at the big figure like, okay. I was used to this position. I was the person that always got bullied.

I sighed. The light came on and my eyes mentally got wide for two things. One it was indeed Artemis Fowl and Butler, the one that pinned me, and two was the light. I never turned on the light, I secretly used candles. I never went into the light if absolutely needed.

I winced as the light hit my eyes. OWWWW! They screamed in pain. I forced myself not to close my eyes. "Who are you?" Artemis said in his Irish accent. "Alex Fowlester. What are you doing here?" I asked as Butler grabbed my arms and put them behind me and held them against his chest. My voice was very quiet from not using it.

"What am I doing here? This is my home. The question is, what are you doing here?" he narrowed his eyes. D'arvit the book was right. He is definitely too formal. "I have no idea. I was in my room and I just, like, woke up here." I said in my soft, quiet voice. Artemis was staring at me. Studying my clothes.

"What are you, emo? And how old are you, twelve?" he asked in a cold voice. "I am ten." I cast my eyes down. I didn't answer his first question. I don't like telling people. His voice was so loud, I disliked it. I hadn't even noticed I was flinching as he spoke. He took a step closer and I instantly backed up.

I don't like being very close to people, but being this close to a Butler made my want to die. But being close to two people was just too much. "What is wrong." His voice was closer. I bowed my head so I didn't have to look at him. I don't like eye contact either.

I shook my head, not wanting to speak. "I demand you speak. This is my Manor." He smirked. "Nothing."

I whispered even more quiet. If he knew I was emo, he should know everything an emo hates. Or he does and just wants to torcher me. I thought he became a little nicer once he met Holly and the other fairies.

I guess I was wrong. "What was that?" he asked a little louder. I flinched and tried to back up. "Nothing." I said just a little louder. "I can not hear you. Speak regularly." He walked up to me. He was too close, I needed to get father back. I tried to move, but Butler held me in place. So I bowed my head even more.

"Nothing." I said between clenched teeth in my regular voice. It was till soft I guess because he around the bed and walked even closer.

I mentally broke down and cried. "You are too close." I whispered. He didn't hear me. "You don't seem to be acting as if you're fine." He moved a little closer. I tried to move back again, but couldn't. I swallowed.

So to relive my discomfort I clenched my nails into my palms, probably making them bleed. I felt the pain, but didn't care. I also felt that nice small stream of blood trickle down. I thanked the lord mentally for letting me feel the pain.

It told me I was still alive. Sometimes I broke down because I couldn't feel it. The thing was that my therapist had prescribed me pills so I didn't feel the pain. He thought I would stop, but I never did. I mean, I didn't cut myself with a knife; I bit my lips or scrapped my nails against my skin.

Or did what I was doing right now. "Butler, she's making herself bleed! Make sure she doesn't hurt herself more. I will ask Juliet to get the aid kit." Artemis walked over to something and Butler pried my fists open.

He set me in a chair. I still kept my head down so I didn't see him. I closed my fist when I thought he was looking away and dug my nails back in, making sure I still felt the pain. I exhaled in relief when I felt that searing pain overwhelm me.

"Open your fist." He tapped them, giving me a chance to do it. I swallowed and didn't. My throat was dry. I was happy that I got to see my favorite characters, a weird feeling for me, and angry that they were this close, yet I was happy about the closeness. I know it sounds weird, but I have no words to express the feeling.

Butler once again opened my fist and held them like that. I heard the door open and rustling. "Are you okay?" a female's voice. Juliet. "D'arvit, I am fine." I said a little louder than normal so they could hear me. I accidently slipped a fairy word in my sentence.

Oh, now they know that I know about the People. "How do you know that word?" Artemis asked as Butler bandaged my hands. "I will not tell you." I looked up a little. "You have too." His voice cold and loud. I flinched with his every word. I guess he noticed that because he softened his voice a little, but not a lot.

"And why is that." I smirked mentally. "If you don't, I will call some friends and they will make you. Or my Butler will." Artemis sneered. "Whatever." I rolled my eyes even though no one could see me. Someone pushed my bang back so you could see my left eye.

It hadn't seen light in at least five weeks, so tears gathered in that eye. I blinked really fast and pushed the hair back into place.

It couldn't have been Artemis or Butler, so I guess it was Juliet. I was very scared that she was this close, and tried to sit in the lotus position. Butler finished my hands and I pulled them back into my pockets and cracked my knuckles.

It was a habit of mine. "Tell me how you know that word." he demanded. I decided to make him frightened, instead of him scaring me. You see, he hadn't told me his name, but I knew it from the book. "Artemis, I will not." I shook my head. I heard a soft intake of breath. "How do you know my name?" he asked coldly with that same loud voice, in which I cringed.

"Artemis, look at the girl! You're scaring her." Juliet's shrill voice exclaimed. Artemis paid her no attention. "You don't need to know." I sighed. "Butler." There was shuffling. He is more stuck up in real life. I actually mentally laughed. I am becoming soft, said a part of my brain.

My head was forced up. I cast my eyes down and never made eye contact. Butler couldn't scare m. I am going through middle school. Once you go to Milkerful middle you are never afraid of anything.

Butler-

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