The moment that shooting star streaked across the sky, I hastily wished for a girlfriend. But when I woke up that morning, reality hit me like a ton of bricks.

"What the heck, is this some kind of joke?!"

Lying next to me in bed was not the dashing girlfriend my dreams, but instead a boy claiming to be my BOYFRIEND. I glared down at him in fury

"I wanted a GIRLFRIEND, not a BOYFRIEND! Now, leave my apartment, stupid boy!"

I shouted at him, jabbing my finger toward the front door.