Amy decided it was time to open up to her classmates. Roxy and her friends accepted her, but she still chose to stay slightly disjointed from the group. They went on to play a Disney-inspired card game Nathan brought to school. Pete, a boy many students have seen before but no one really knew, sat down at the table, and he and Amy joined the game. This gave Amy the chance to get her plan in motion, and creep out Alicia. It took some convincing, but her parents agreed to her and Alex's demands, and the date was set for the trip, one month from now, Friday to Sunday. It felt like forever, but the day finally came.

Nathan's POV

It was the last period of the day, we were all staring at the clock as if it were our job. Waiting for that bell to ring, it felt like an endless effort. But we were still, watching that clock. "I can't believe this is happening." Pete said anxiously.

"When's the bell gonna ring? Why isn't it ringing? What if we're stuck here forever?" Amy continued to ask questions, a nervous wreak.

"Chill." Laurel interrupted. "The bell should ring in 5, 4, 3, 2..."

It went off. We all ran out of class and out the front door. Laurel put her arms around Roxy and Pete. "Come on, everyone, group picture!" She pulled out her phone. Amy and I shrugged and squeezed in. "Yes! Oh my gosh, I can't wait!" The rest of us started to walk to our buses, but Laurel stayed behind, looking at her phone. The second she realized we left she chased after us. "Hey guys! Wait up!"

As we were walking I pulled a folder out of my backpack. "What's that?" Pete asked. "Just something I've been putting together for our trip. I call it the Disney Files. It's sort of like an encyclopedia entirely about Disney. Thought it might be fun for some light reading." Laurel snickered. "Light reading? That thing looks heavier than a brick!"

"You'd be surprised by how addictive it is to read. It's like you have access to every aspect of your childhood at your fingertips." I replied, flipping through it.

"Everything's really in there?" Roxy asked. I nodded. "Yep."

"Come on, Nathan, there's no way you have EVERYTHING." Laurel said. "I mean, come on, it's impossible."

I smirked. "Don't believe me? Ask me anything, I guarantee it's in here."

Pete looked at the folder. "Do you have any pages about Moana yet?"He asked excitedly. I nodded. "On every character, location, song, everything." Amy tilted her head. "What about Oliver and Company? I've never met anyone our age who's heard of it."

"Yep, that's in here too." I told her. "So wait, is it just about Disney Animation, or does it have Pixar, live action stuff, and a bunch of other movies like Nightmare Before Christmas in the mix?" Roxy asked. "Like I said, everything." I replied. "Then do you have Splash?"

Laurel chuckled. "That's not even a Disney movie. Why would he have it?" I flipped through the pages and showed her the files for Splash. "Actually it is. Disney owns Touchstone Pictures. Mind blown yet?"

"Whatever, I've gotta go catch my bus. Bye Roxy, bye Amy, bye Pete!" She exclaimed running away. "You forgot me!" I shouted to her. She ignored me. "I'd better go too. Bye guys!" Pete said, running to his bus. "So do I, see you later!" Roxy added, leaving me and Amy alone.

"I'm guessing you're really excited about this trip." Amy stated with a chuckle. "I mean, you put all this together. It's really cool." I nodded. "Thanks. I'm usually pretty busy, but lately I've had some time on my hands, and when I found out about the trip, I don't know, I just felt the need to make it. I don't really have a reason why, I just did." She smiled. "Yeah, sometimes you just have to follow your instincts, listen to your heart." There was a silence between us as we walked. "Oh, and you have to bring that card game with you, my sister has been dying to play it." I put the folder back in my backpack. "Sure, I was gonna bring it anyway, since you guys love it so much."

We walked into the parking lot where my mom was waiting for me. Amy came with me the whole way, despite the fact that she just passed her bus. "I have to go, see you later." It seemed as if it took her a few seconds to comprehend that I was leaving. "Oh! Bye!" She exclaimed, realizing she almost missed her bus and running back.

Amy was a strange girl. She was pretty, but she hated being told that. She never wore makeup and almost never got dressed up nice, and often wore black or dark colors. The oddest part was her sudden mood swings. In class, she has a blank expression on her face and she rarely speaks, and when she does, her voice is quiet and she stutters. But when she's with us, she's energetic and happy, always says what's on her mind, and is probably the second loudest of the group. (Behind Laurel) It's when she's with me alone that confuses me the most.

When we're alone together, it's almost a middle ground, she acts more like a "normal" girl. Not too loud, she doesn't say or do anything crazy, but not super quiet. She stutters sometimes, but not as much. She's like three different people in one, and I have no idea why. I got into my mom's car. "Hi Nathan. Who was that girl you were talking to? I've never seen her before." I shoved my backpack in the backseat. "Amy, the girl who I'm going to Disney with." She nodded. "Oh. Well she has an interesting taste in her looks. Blue hair dye, how charming." Yeah, my parents aren't big on kids who dye their hair weird colors. They think unnatural hair color automatically means juvenile delinquent. "She's really nice, actually. I mean, she's taking me and three other kids to Disney."

"I never said she wasn't nice." Mom argued. We were quiet the rest of the ride home. Sometimes it's hard to make friends when your parents are so judgmental. I remember my dad flipped out when Laurel put a single, temporary, red streak in her hair. We're just lucky our parents are close friends, otherwise I probably wouldn't be allowed to talk to her after that.

Alex's POV

I sat on the couch playing a game on my phone. The front door swung open. I turned my phone off and walked to the door. Amy almost bumped into me. She had this huge smile on her face, and she had a dreamy look in her eyes. "Ok, what's up with you?" Amy sighed. "Ok, I've gotta tell you something." She ran upstairs and I followed her into her room. She closed the door behind us. "I was alone with Nathan today, and we talked, and he was so perfect, and I'm in love!" She said as she collapsed on her bed, a sing-songy tone on the word "love."

I snickered. "I should've known. You've been crushing on him since the first day of school. Is he still oblivious to the fact that you like him?"

"Well, yeah, I guess, but I think he's getting closer to figuring it out!" She said optimistically. I sighed and shook my head. "Well, contain yourself, because he's gonna be here any minute." She nodded. "Right. Just gotta act natural, easier said than done." I walked downstairs to return to my video game. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Footsteps pounded against the stairs. "I'LL GET IT!" Amy shouted at the top of her lungs.

She led two teenage girls into the living room. The first girl was tall, she had a tan skin tone, dark brown eyes, and curly black hair. She had on a green top and pale pink leggings, and she was wearing some high heeled shoes. The second girl was pale and had long wavy blonde hair and light brown eyes. She had a plaid purple shirt and jeans with a pair of white and red sneakers.

"And this is my sister Alex! She's the genius who came up with this plan." I stood up and waved. "Hi." The blonde waved back, but the tall girl looked kind of confused by me. I get that a lot. "Uh, I guess now I know where Amy gets her style from." She stated. I chuckled. "Actually, I'm goth, she's emo, there's a difference." I told her. "I don't see much of a difference... but, ok! I'm Laurel, by the way. And this is Roxy." She replied with a smile.

We all sat down in the living room and talked for a while, then the doorbell rang again. Amy got up and answered the door. She walked in with a tall blonde boy wearing a green striped T-shirt and jeans with black sneakers. Judging by her dorky smile, this was Nathan. "Hi, you must be Amy's sister, she talks about you all the time. I admire that, my siblings and I are always fighting, but she seems to love you a lot." Amy blushed. "Yeah, we're super close." She contained herself. "Ok, now we're just waiting on Pete."

Finally, Pete arrived and we were ready to go. Everyone packed their bags in the trunk and we all got in the car. Luckily there was just enough seats for everyone. Mom and dad were in the front, I sat in the middle row with Laurel and Nathan, and Amy, Roxy, and Pete sat in the back. For whatever reason, my parents were taking forever to get in the car. "I'm gonna go see what the hold up is. I'll be right back." I told them.

When I got out of the car and walked back into the house, I wished I didn't. I heard my parents arguing. "I never agreed to this trip." Dad said, annoyed. "I told you, is it expensive? Yes. Is it going to be crazy? Of course. But you know the reason we're doing this. Amy has a hard time making friends, and she and Alex have been dying to go, and I have no other idea of how to cheer her up. She's been depressed since she was eight years old, and every other method I've tried in helping her hasn't worked. At this point, I'm willing to try anything." Mom reminded him.

"What makes you think going to a theme park with her friends will fix our daughter? Besides, I don't want to have to be responsible for other people's kids." Mom sighed. "Which is why you have to come with us. I can't handle them on my own, and I don't trust Alex with all of them. She may technically be an adult now, but still."

I contained my anger as I walked over. "I don't see why you don't trust me, after all, don't you think it would be better if I supervised instead of Amy and her friends going out alone like normal teens do?" I TRIED to contain my anger, anyway. Dad sighed. "You know how Amy is, she's... naive. She still acts like a little kid, and no offense, but you do too to some extent. You don't act like a child, but you act on impulse and make irresponsible decisions." And who's fault is that? Admit it, you ruined us! I turned around and got back in the car.

"Is everything ok?" Amy asked. I nodded. She gave me a concerned look. Nathan pulled a small box out of his pocket. "Well, we've got a long ride ahead of us, so who's up for some Disney Clash?" He asked. I immediately perked up. "Ooh! I wanna play!" I exclaimed. Amy snickered in the back seat. Nathan passed each of us a card. "Ok, you can look at your card, but don't show it to anyone or say who you are out loud." I looked at my card. Mulan, yes!

Now for the weird part. Every single game we played, I was Mulan. I found it odd, but I didn't say anything. Several hours later, we arrived. It was pretty late at night, so my parents decided we would get some McDonald's, check into the hotel, and call it a night. We were all pretty tired, so no one protested.

Now for the even weirder part. I had to share a bed with Amy. Usually sharing a bed with her is a sleepless night anyway, since she's always tossing and turning, and sometimes she goes into fits of rage in her dreams and starts shouting in her sleep. We were both exhausted from the long drive over, and it was five minutes to midnight, but neither of us could sleep.

"Hey, Alex, mind if I watch Netflix?" Amy asked. "Sure, go ahead." I told her. "Just don't turn it up too loud, it's bad enough sharing a bed with you when you're actually asleep." Amy got up to grab her phone, but she stopped and stared out the window at something. She was hypnotized, standing dead still and staring. "What's wrong?" I asked. No answer. "Uhh, Earth to Amy?" She shushed me and kept staring. "Don't make any sudden movements." She stated quietly. Amy slowly crept to the door that led to the balcony and reached for the doorknob. Slowly turning it and opening it, careful not to make a sound. I sat up and waited, trying to figure out what she was up to. Probably another one of her stupid pranks. I thought to myself. When she returned to the hotel room, her expression was dead serious.

"There's a pixie on the balcony."

Hi! Sorry this took so long, my schedule's been getting pretty full. I was finally casted in one of my school productions, and I may or may not be performing my first gig at a club, I'm not sure if I wanna do it since I've never done anything this professional, but my friends and teachers think I should do it. I'm almost always up for a challenge, but this could make me or break me. I could be a budding young rockstar, or completely humiliated. I don't know. I'll be singing the song I want to do in school, and I guess I'll see how that goes. Anyway, my updates won't be as frequent as I want them to be, but just know that I'm not giving up on this story. Anyway, I'll be back as soon as I can! Bye!