Lilly

Slam! Lilly stomped into the hallway, and tossed her backpack on the floor. She hiked up the three flights of stairs to her attic bedroom and flopped onto the over-stuffed couch. Meowzers, the Siamese cat, pounced his way to her and cuddled up under her arm.

"Aw, Meowzers, I've had a day so rotten that you could smell it five miles away. "

Meowzers looked blankly toward the window, but Lilly didn't seem to notice his indifference. 

"First, Annette puked on my favorite jeans. Then I got called to the office for being in the gym without permission. I didn't get detention, but I missed lunch. Now Mom's in the hospital again. ARRRG!!!"

Lilly screamed into the fluffy purple pillow. 

"Hello, Lilly." 

A small green man with pink hair was standing at her elbow. 

"Great, now I'm imagining aliens. Could this day get any worse?"

"Excuse me, Miss Lilly, I am actually a leprechaun, and you are NOT imagining me. Your mother is in grave danger and needs your help."

Lilly sat up, nearly sending the man flying. 

Straightening himself, the man said, "Now that I have your attention, are you willing to come with me to see King Oberon?" 

"King Oberon? Who's that? Who are you? Wait, what the heck is going on?"

"I am Morphyus, right-hand leprechaun to Oberon, King of the Fae or 'fairies'."