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Tonight I'm going to Vicky's flat to watch McFLY's DVD in Wembley Arena. I'm excited! Bouncing up and down, up and down.

Enjoy!

Ally's POV.

The week went on in a very normal way, without sleeping in the same room than a celebrity, without hearing Danny Jones' snores or without kicking anyone's butt by mistake. Only school and going home after that. Though there did was something different from now on: Jazzie. A friend. A real friend. That was surely a progress; I'd never had any friend, this was a good progress.

After the nightmare I had that Saturday night, I was terrified to sleep again. I could put my memories and fears in the back of my mind for a long while during the day, but it was the night what I feared. I liked going to Elizabeth's room before going to sleep. I always watched her until she was asleep or sing for her if she wasn't. Susan had told me that we could buy a piano for me and maybe I could play for Eli. I told her not to do such thing, even if I was dying to say yes, a piano was very expensive… I missed it, I missed playing so bad. It had always calmed me down, I forgot about everything when I played, it was my only and true moment of peace, the only moment when nothing matter and I felt absolutely safe. I started daydreaming about that during my History class… Jazzie had difficulties with this class, so she wasn't talking to me, she was listening to the professor, and I got distracted, thinking how much Eli would like to hear me play 'Lighthouse' by The Hush Sound or maybe I could sing and play 'Goodnight My Angel' by Billy Joel for her before she went to sleep [author-note: if anyway want the sheets for these songs, I've got them, just send me a message with your email and I'll send them].

It was Thursday, I was leaving school when Sam, one of the boys on my class who try to invite me to have lunch with his group of friends many times, run after me and stopped me.

"Hi" he said.

"I think the word you were looking for is bye" I said and raced an eyebrow. The guy should have said yes when I arrived this morning, not when I am about to leave in my skate. He looked confused.

"No, I meant to say hi" he said.

"Whatever. I have to go"

"Wait a minute, please"

"What?"

"Nothing… Are you in a rush or something?"

"No. You should be rushing to your next class" I could leave early but I knew he couldnt.

"Why don't you have to go to the afternoon classes?"

"Because I just don't"

"You don't talk much, do you?"

"Look, my mother's waiting for me, I have to baby-sit my little sister"

"How cute, maybe he could baby-sit her together someday"

"I don't think so"

"Why not?"

"Because you are a stranger, I don't let strangers near her"

"I'm not a stranger, I'm in your class"

"Still, you are a stranger to me"

"Then go out with me to get to know me, then I wont be a stranger anymore"

I sighed. I really wanted to get away in my skate as fast as I could, this boy was very persistent, but I didn't want to be impolite.

"Give three reasons why I should go out with you"

He smiled at me "One: you'll never get bored with me. Two: I can take you anywhere you want, name it and I'll take you. Three: I can't find any reasons why you shouldn't go out with me."

"Oh, is that so? Well, I actually do. One: you are really boaster." He seemed shocked to hear me say that with such confidence, I bet no one ever talked to him like that "Two: obviously you think that just because you have money, and I believe you have loads of money, I'll be interesting in you, and I'm sorry to disappoint you, but you are wrong. And three: as you are so different from me, I don't think I'll have that much fun with you. Now, Sam, I really have to go home"

"O… Ok… Hum, bye Ally" he said, still surprised.

"Bye, Sam"

"See you tomorrow" he smiled at me.

I stood there looking at him. Why was he smiling at me? I'd just said loads of bad things about him and he's still smiling like a little puppy ready to do any trick I asked him?

"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked as I put my skate on the floor.

"Because you are amazing" are you kidding me? Why me? It was enough with the nightmares. If there's a God out there, somewhere, I'm pretty sure he hates me.

"No, I'm not!"

"Yes, you are, you are so honest, no one had ever talked to me like that, even less a girl"

I sighed.

"So will you go out with me yes or no?"

"I told you I'm not"

"What if I wasn't the type of guy you think I am?"

"You are exactly the type of guy I know you are. Don't change for me. Goodbye Sam"

I didn't even wait for a response, I just left with my skate. The cold wind made my hair fly behind me, giving me a strange feeling of peace as I heard 'Kiss The Rain' by Yiruma with my Ipod. I sighed, knowing that Sam wouldn't give up, he's the type of guy who doesn't give up until they get what they wanted, the exact same type of boys who I'd always tried to avoid, but for some reason boys here found me very attractive –not that I think I am, Jazzie told me- and that was a torture. I want friends, I don't want pervert followers, and Sam was one of them, a very annoying follower. Maybe I could scare him, kick his ass someday. 'No, Ally, you cant, Jackson told me to stop. Sam's not worth it' I thought.

I arrived home in time, Susan was leaving to her friend's house. I sat Eli in my lap and looked at her. She smiled at me and I smiled back. For some reason, that little girl gave my soul a little bit of comfort, a rest from my always present sorrow, she didn't know who I was, what I'd done, she just seemed to love me just as I was, or who she thought I was. She grabbed my nose with her little hand and laughed.

I sighed. The best relationship I had until now was with a 9-months baby.