When you wish upon a star

Chapter 8

Aden's POV~

I checked the clock again. almost 1AM.
"Ughhh..." i groaned and leaned back against the desk chair messing with my bangs. Nearly two hours of star watching and basically stalking this poor girl and i still hadn't the faintest idea of how to find someone to love her. I'd even tried video chatting people at the agency headquarters and still only got as far as basic information. None of it really would help find her a lover but it was a start. Here's what i knew; Her full name was Kelly Anne Donnings. Her family mostly called her 'K'. She turned fifteen about a month ago. She was from the country outskirts of a small town in the state of Delaware. Not that this mattered but that was about a two and a half hour trip from here. Her favorite color was black. She had an eleven year old brother named Ronald. Her parents names were Aaron and Mary. "I've spent enough time stalking her..." I sighed and got up from the chair, tiptoeing back to my bedroom. Normally, i would have been made to go to bed about three hours ago but i guess my parents made an exception tonight. I could tell by the darkness and silence that they had gone to their room while i was still working at the screens. Quickly, and as quietly as i could, i took a shower and changed into my pajamas. my head was pounding and i couldn't see straight as i made my way to my bed. "They could have laid it on me gently." i muttered and buried my face in my pillow. "but no." i added to myself with a sigh. Sleep came slowly. or so it seemed. and by seven o'clock when i finally woke up, my headache was gone. I stumbled up and grabbed my phone then practically fell down the stairs. "goodmorning sleeping beauty." my mom giggled from where she stood in the kitchen drinking a mug of coffee. "Hey." i rolled my eyes but couldn't help laughing at her remark. "late night last night?" My dad called from the couch. "one AM." i called back over my shoulder as i sat down on a kitchen stool. My dad whistled and came walking in to join us. "did you get anywhere?" he asked as he sat down too. "what exactly do you classify as "getting somewhere"?" i asked. "Did you get her laid?" my dad chuckled. "Chris!" my mom snapped and frowned at him. pretending to be very angry. I shook my head, trying not to laugh. "all i got was virtually everything headquarters had to offer in the way of information on this girl." i sighed and rested my head upon my folded arms which themselves rested on the counter. "don't worry bud. nobody said there was a time limit." my dad half chuckled half sighed and patted my shoulder. "maybe you should try contacting her. i'm sure you could find a way to do that." my mom suggested. "and what good would that do me? i thought i was helping her find someone not getting sent on a blind date by my parents!" i picked my head up again. "i'm not suggesting you ask her out or even anything close to that. all i know is if i were a young girl, wanting help in the way of finding romance, i would appreciate the help of a friend over a stranger. Befriending her would probably do you some good." my mom explained calmly and took a large sip of her coffee. "i guess you're right..." I said and frowned a little. "what would be the best way to contact her?" I wondered out loud. hoping my parents would keep giving me advice. "Try seeing if headquarters has tabs on her social media or phone number. you might even try a mailing address." my dad suggested. I nodded slowly. "anything else?" i asked hopefully. "Now son, we're not even supposed to be giving you advice. strict rules on not helping another agent unless it's a dual agent case." my mother said, a hint of warning in her voice. "okay..." i sighed and pretended to pout as i got up from my kitchen stool. "Don't you want breakfast!?" my dad called after me as i headed back up the stairs. "no!" i yelled back as i clicked the door to the secret room open. I could have sworn the old man say; "oh well, more for me." after i rejected my morning meal. It suddenly occurred me that i had also skipped dinner. Its not that i was starving myself, but i wasn't exactly skinny and i'd gone for longer periods of time without food. I'd be fine till lunch at least. I grabbed the back of a desk chair and pulled it out so i could sit by the keyboard and webcam. For a few minutes i sat completely still and completely quiet. 'Social media, Phone number... mailing address?' i mentally went over the list of ways my dad had suggested i try to get in contact with this girl. Then i had an idea. I wheeled closer to the desk and turned the webcam on. "hello?" i tapped it twice with my finger to try and make it work. A small screen beside me suddenly turned on and a very prim, stylish business woman appeared on it. "headquarters?" i asked. "ah, Aden. you again? what seems to be the trouble?" she asked. her voice was smooth and low. it kind of creeped me out. "nothing's the wrong ma'am. i was just wondering what information you could give me on..." i paused. "Kelly Anne Donnings, social media, Phone number or other means of contacting her via long distance." i finished awkwardly. hoping the lady would understand. "just a moment dear." she started typing at something off screen. "i'm sending everything i can find to your mobile." she said with a fake looking smile. "thank you ma'am." I said as i felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. the lady from headquarters nodded and hung up the video call without saying anything. I pulled my phone out and went through all she'd given me. Instagram fanpage, personal instagram, snapchat, kik, text app, facetime and mailing address. there was a side note saying she was most active on the fanpage so i would try that. hopefully it wouldn't seem too suspicious given that i barely ever used my account on instagram. first i followed her then i sent her a message. "hey, sorry if this seems weird but i just started following you and i really like your account. maybe we could ya know... be friends?"