Chapter 1

Have you ever dreamed or wished for something you wanted so bad that you'd do anything for? Well for me I dreamed and wished for three things. To understand that you'd have to know the back story. See, when I was little I was so interested in flying that I started dreaming about it and wishing. That was when I was seven. I still wish and dream about it, so that's one. When I was eight another spark of interest came to me. I became a big fan of Brandy. No maybe not a big fan, I idolized her. All I did have was Brandy things, second thing. The third thing builds off of Brandy and dreaming and wishing. See I suck at singing and I always wanted to be a great singer. Why don't I just get singing lessons? I already have, and that was a total bust. Didn't really help much.

So now there must be a real point to this story. Well there is, they came true. Along with a fourth wish, that will be brought up later. And some how they all came around Christmas.

Realistic thing happened. My parents split up. When this news hit me, it hurt. It hurt like hell. Now these three unrealistic, well two (I can meet Brandy, but why would she come visit my small town?) wishes were the only support for me during that tine. Being that I was twelve year olds, anything would have helped during that time.

Now that I'm finished saying all that. Let me tell you. It happened two year ago. Christmas eve. Three years after my parents big split. Me still wishing and dreaming about flying, meeting Brandy, and singing. Well I was being a good little girl. (I was fifteen.) I was laying in my bed listening to... of course the obvious... BRANDY. My mom called my name.

“Nadia, clean up your mess.” She screamed up the stairs.

I turned off my CD player. I went downstairs. My mom stood at the stairs and looked at me with sadness.

“I'm sorry Nadia. Your dad isn't coming.”

Of course getting used to my parents splitting up has gotten me used to this. He'd attempt to come, but at times he was too busy in his schedule to make time for me. I didn't care. “Not surprised.” I replied.

“Why not?”

I sighed. “Let me think... do you recall last Christmas, or the Christmas before that, maybe my birthday?” she said nothing. “Exactly. No point in getting my hopes up.”

“I get it.”

I sighed. “What was his excuse?” I asked uninterested.

“Out of the state or country,” mom said also uninterested, “I didn't quite hear it well.”

I turned back up the stairs. “I'm in my room.”

I walked back into my room. I turned on my TV and flipped through the channels. Nothing caught my attention so I turned it off and listened to my CD player all over again.

The next day, which marks Christmas, just like any child would do on this day, I ran downstairs to see what presents Santa Clause got me. I opened my first present, with my mom in her bedroom still asleep, and screamed in joy (silently) when it was Brandy's latest album Full Moon.

My mom wasn't too big on this holiday, or any other holiday at the matter. So I celebrated this holiday all by myself, and all other holidays. Something I was used to and wouldn't complain about. As long as my mom and dad got me what I wanted I was happy. Extremely happy.

Now what shocked me was that the doorbell rang. I have no friends, and my mom or dad's family don't visit. So of course I was confused at who could be at the door. So I got up and went to the door. As soon as I opened the door I screamed (really I did) in happiness.

“DAD!” I screamed. I jumped into his arms. He hugged me tight. “I thought you weren't coming?” I asked.

“Change of plans.”

I let him go and came inside of the house. We sat on the couch.

“I know what you've been wishing about.” he stated.

I sighed. “So does the whole school.” I mumbled. Reason why I have no friends. They think I'm delusional. “What's new?”

“What would you say if I make that possible?” I snorted. Again the idea that my dad could make me fly, I get to meet Brandy, and sing was a reason why I snorted. Now why would Brandy want to meet me? So of course I didn't believe. “I know what you're thinking. Impossible, but like Brandy sang-.”

“It's possible for a plain pumpkin carriage and a prince to join a marriage.” A voice sang that I recognized sang.

I screamed and turned around to the kitchen. I couldn't believe my eyes. Brandy was standing right in front of me. “OH MY GOD!” I screamed. “It's you.” Oh no thats not even the greatest part of this Christmas. It was the fact that after I said that I was singing those lyrics, quite well, which shocked me.

So two of my wishes came true. My favorite singer came inside of my house and we sang together. That was best Christmas ever. She signed my CDs and posters and she promised me that I get to see her more often. Oh my GOD that's amazing.

A,N, so thats the first chapter. if i get reviews. coolie. if not then i guess oh well. i'll still update.