Song: I'm Still Here

Matthew looked out the window for a moment before turning his attention back to his sketchpad. These days he seemed to be drawing more and more depressing or angry art. This picture showed a boy in a crowd that was slowly fading out of existence. That's how Matthew felt most of the time. His twin, Alfred, always got the attention. He was athletic and popular. Not like Matthew. Matthew never begrudged Alfred his popularity, Matthew didn't want to be popular, but he wished people would see him for his own talents. He went unnoticed every day. He sat alone at lunch, no one remembered his name and they even confused him for Alfred sometimes!

There was a light knock on his bedroom door before it opened. His older brother Arthur poked his head around the corner. "Matthew, can we talk?" Matthew nodded slowly and Arthur walked over and sat on his bed. Matthew noticed how tired his brother looked. It wasn't a surprise. Arthur was almost ten years older than him, so when their parents had died in a car accident three years ago, he had been able to get custody for his two brothers. Now he worked two exhausting jobs to make ends meet and help pay for college, Arthur was determined that they both receive a good education. Arthur leaned his arms on his knees and clasped his hand together. He was silent for a minute before Matthew spoke.

"Is something wrong?"

Arthur looked up at him. "Yes actually. I got your report card this morning." Matthew winced. "And I couldn't help but notice that you were failing some of your classes. Matthew, you have an F in history. You love history! Alfred is getting better grades than you, Alfred!" he emphasized. Matthew looked down at the disappearing boy on his paper. He didn't want to hear this. "…Matthew, what's wrong?"

Matthew bit his lip, "Nothing's wrong," he whispered. Arthur frowned.

"Why are you failing your classes then!" he demanded. "Matthew, has something happened?"

"No."

"Has someone been bullying you?"

"No."

"Did–"

"NO!" Matthew stood up suddenly, knocking the sketchbook out of his lap. "Nothing's wrong except for the fact that no one notices me! People literally run into me because I'm invisible to them! So nothing's wrong Arthur, except for the fact I don't have any friends," he was becoming dangerously cynical. "I- I …I'M STILL HERE!"

Arthur stared at him wide eyed, never had Matthew burst out like that, he was usually so… composed. "M-Matt…"

Matthew grunted in disgust and stomped out of the room. "FORGET IT!" He yelled over his shoulder. He vaguely heard his brother call out to him but he ignored it and ran out of the house and down the street. He didn't stop until he'd reached the old playground. Gasping slightly, he sat down on one of the swings and looked around. He was completely alone. As usual… Finally he caved in and started sobbing. He was so tired of this! He just wanted to be noticed, just a little bit. Was that too much to ask? Apparently.

After what felt like a lifetime, Matthew looked up at the sky. Night had fallen and the stars twinkled at him distantly. Something caught the corner of his eye and he turned just in time to see a shooting star fall out of the sky. He remembered his mother telling him once that you could make wishes on stars.

"Please, just one friend. That's all I want, please," he begged.

He looked for a few minutes longer before he gave up and despondently began walking home. He was trying to think of what he was going to say Arthur when a whistling sound made him turn around and squeak in terror. A huge ray of light was swiftly approaching him and he closed his eyes to keep from blinding them. A huge crash just to his left threw him into the air and he landed on his back several feet away.

The light finally dimmed and he opened his eyes cautiously. He gaped at the sight of a small crater a mere foot from where he'd just been. A moan reached his ears and he froze when a pale white hand appeared. An arm came next, followed by an entire body. The person (at least he thought it was a person) struggled a bit before they finally rolled out of the crater. Matthew inched forward when it didn't move and poked its arm. It suddenly bolted upright and Matthew shied away.

"Ow! Zhat's vas unawesomely painful!" a female voice shouted. "You're so not awesome Roderich, vould it kill you to be more gentle?!" The person shook a fist at the sky then looked at Matthew curiously. Now Matthew could see it was a girl about his age with long white hair and scarlet eyes dressed in a rumpled white dress. She stood up, swaying a bit and stumbling. Matthew automatically got to his feet and held the girl steady.

"Are you Matthew Williams?" she asked curiously. Matthew nodded mutely, wondering how the heck she knew who he was.

"W-w-who are you?" he asked, cursing his awkward stuttering.

The girl threw back her head and laughed. "I'm Galiena."

Matthew scratched the back of his head with his free hand, "No offense…but you just f-fell out of the sky! Um…h-how…?" he trailed off lamely.

Galiena smiled mischievously, "I vas only granting your vish." She laughed again at Matthew's dumbfounded expression. "I am a star," she explained and for a moment her hair glowed. "Stars grant vishes, but only if zhe person has a good heart und vishes vith all zheir might. I am awesomely here to help you find a friend und keep you company until you do."

Matthew finally found his voice, "…Wha?..."

Galiena looked at him for a moment before she started repeating herself, "I. AM. AWESOMELY. HERE-"

Matthew cut her off, "Stop for a minute! W-why would you want to help me?!"

"Vell, you have a good heart und you vished vith all of your might…right?" Galiena grabbed his wrist and pulled him along the park path, sidestepping the crater. "Come, I have vanted to see Earth for a long time und I'm not vasting a minute! Show me your house, und I vant to try some of your Earth food. Do you have wurst?"

Matthew tried to cut in but Galiena kept pulling him behind her. He was going to have a lot of explaining to do when he got home… as soon as he told Galiena they were going the wrong way.

So...I really don't know what so say about this... It started off well when I wrote it, but then I went on to some weird tangent... Now that I think about it, this could also count for "When You Wish Upon A Star". Ah well, I included space somehow!

In case you're wondering, Galiena means "Exalted One" in German, so it was the perfect name for Star!Fem!Prussia!

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