How do my obsessions affect my life? 

Well, maybe it's believing that my Hogwarts letter must have just gotten lost in the mail...
 
Or that my Mutant abilities haven't presented themselves yet, because Professor X put blocks up in my mind to stop me from discovering my talents?
 
I am constantly wishing Peter would just come take me away from reality, so I can go on many adventures with the lost boys? 

Is it knowing all of The Vamps full names and birthdays? 

Or maybe I'm simply waiting for my  fallen angel in a trench coat to find me. 

Truth is I'm not the kind of girl that boys fall in love with...

But I refuse to believe that there is "no such thing as magic" because reality is just to painful....

This is the story of a girl.