When you wish upon a star

Chapter 15

Kelly's POV~

What the fuck just happened? Everyone who ever made a wish was being subtly stalked by some secret agency through satellites we mistook for stars? This was supposed to be good, right? I mean, they granted your wish so how bad could it be? My only concern was how the hell did Aden plan on finding me a boyfriend if, he only just met me (via the internet) a few hours ago, he's not even from the same state as me and i was probably the least appealing girl anyone could meet. I wanted desperately to believe that it would work, that Aden would play matchmaker and find me someone but i didn't think there was any chance at a boy falling in love with me. My ipod went off again, pulling me from my pessimistic thoughts. "Haha wow, that song sounds like it was written about the agency. i'll have to listen to it later." Aden had replied. Hopefully he didn't think i was creepy for thinking of that song when he explained things to me. "Cool :) Hey, am i allowed to ask questions about your agency?" I sent a reply. Innocently, really. i just wanted to know a little bit about the people who had virtually stalked me. "Well that depends. I'm not allowed to disclose too much information but i suppose a little wouldn't hurt. ask away." Aden replied. I sat there staring at the little glowing screen, trying to think of questions that might be alright to ask. "Does it work kind of like the government stalking people? Like, do you know every bit of information on anyone who's ever made a wish upon one of your magic satellites? also how does one become a 'star agent' or whatever..." Hopefully i wasn't being too nosy. I figured it better to keep conversation off my wish since i knew full well i was never going to find someone to fulfill it. "Well, yes in a way it is. We do have quite a bit of information acquired by headquarters to aid us in helping our clients. Also there are three ways in which one becomes an agent. You are either born into it, as i was, where both parents are agents and you have to become an agent without any say in the matter as soon as they think you're old enough. Or when you marry an agent you can choose whether to stay out of it all or to become an agent as well. And finally if you are the child of an agent and a non agent, when you turn thirteen you get to choose whether you want to start working for the agency or not." Aden sent a detailed, lengthy reply.
I looked up from my ipod for a moment when i heard feet outside my door, desperately hoping my parents wouldn't come in and ask why i was smiling so much. Luckily for me whoever was out in the hallway, stopped and walked on. I turned my attention back from "gatekeeper" to the device in my hands so i could reply. "It all sounds like one big ass, complicated royal family. Jokes aside, whoever started this agency thing was the most kindhearted person in the entire existence of humanity. seriously. having your one true wish actually become reality must be amazing. and to think there are people out there that actually want to help make it possible. I dunno... it's just really sweet." I replied. Wholeheartedly i really did mean the lot of it. I think if i ever got the opportunity, i would definitely become an agent. The thought of getting to grant someone's wish probably made me happier than it would have made them. It does a great deal of good to someone when you know you've made another person happy.
My ipod buzzed in my hands, bringing me back from my imagination. "It honestly is. I was quite angry with my parents for dumping it all on me at once but i understand now. They were eager to get someone on your wish. I hope i get to grant more wishes after i find you a boyfriend because the thought of making someone's dreams come true thrills me to no end." Aden had messaged me back. It seemed that we both felt the same way about wanting others to be happy. "Don't get your hopes up. Need i remind you that nobody likes me? It's probably going to be quite a while before you're let to move on to another client." I sent a comment on direct message, Which maybe i shouldn't have. I mean, i didn't want to discourage the poor boy from trying. It's not like i wanted to be the forever alone cat lady! I just didn't see how he had even a hairsbreadth of a chance in finding someone willing to be in a relationship with me. "Now don't say that! You're a great person, Kelly. I like you plenty. You're a great friend and i've only known you for a few hours. As a friend (and creepy ass stalker guy being forced to grant wishes) i vow to find you someone." Why did i bust out smiling, giggling and curl into fetal position at Aden's reply? Was it because he called me his friend? Called me great? used my name in conversation? (yes that matters to me.) Or maybe when he said 'i like you plenty.' What kind of like? A 'love' like? A 'friend' like? oh well. i couldn't tell why it made me so happy but it did. And trying to figure out what he meant by 'i like you plenty.' was useless. i was only going to get my hopes up for nothing so i tried as best as i could to think of every reason why he wouldn't like me back. Like me back? did i have a crush on a boy i'd only met that morning, or was i just being a desperate flirt who was starving to be noticed in a romantic way and would jump at the chance to try and make every boy i talked to fall for me, even if i knew it was completely useless?