Luck, yeah right. Today sucked.

I'm not gonna lie, today couldn't possibly have gotten much worse.

Long story short, I was sobbing in my pillow.

I lifted my head up, finally calming down.

When I saw a hair.

It was red and wavering in the air as different drafts caught it. Out of curiosity, I reached my hand out to grab it.

BIG MISTAKE BIG MISTAKE

"OW!" A voice screeched. I screamed and backed off my bed.

A  man with red hair stood up as if he could fit in that tiny space between my bed in the wall, and he stood up on my bed. The weird thing is...it was...Max....

"Okay, first of all, I think I'm turning into a mad max...second... WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" I screeched. Good thing my parents were out. Man...weird things always happen when my parents are gone. (I love breaking the fourth wall :3)

"I honestly don't know..." Max sighed and pinched his nose with his middle and index finger. His eyes were closed.
"I was editing a video and ended up here. Don't ask." Max said exhaustedly.

"Please don't be mad, max...I MEAN UH DON'T BE SAD MAX...I MEAN- GOSH DARNIT!" I said, pushing myself off the floor.

Max, instead of Mad, laughed.
"It's okay...and by the way WHY AM I WEARING THIS?!" He said, plucking a green hat off his head.
I snickered.
"Are you a leprechaun?" I giggled. He gave me an annoyed look.
"NO."
He glared at the door, which then mysteriously turned into a carrot.
Me and him both froze.
"ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT MAX?!" I yelled.
"NOT ANYMORE!" He screeched.
"MAX CHANGE IT BACK!"
"I DONT KNOW HOW!"
"WELL ME NEITHER!"
Max groaned and sat down on the bed after jumping off. He stared at it again and it turned into the door again.
"So staring works." I shrug. This kinda thing doesn't really bother me anymore.
"I can't believe that this is a thing..." He growled.
"TOP OF THA MORNIN TO YA LADDIES!" A certain Irish accent came from my closet. 
"OKAY COULD YOUTUBERS PLEASE STOP APPEARING OUT OF NOWHERE!" I screeched and walked over to the closet.  I opened it and there he was, the green haired Irish youtuber, Jacksepticeye.
"OF COURSE THE IRISH DUDE IS ANOTHER LEPRECHAUN!" I turned and stalked away, letting Jack walk out, confused as he was.
"What?! I was just recording a video when...WHAT?!" He looked around.
"So apparently cause Max is ginger he's a leprechaun and since your Irish your a leprechaun so yeah." I shrugged.
"Well Red is screwed then." Max chuckled.
"Take care! WAIT WHAT?!" Another voice came. A girl fell on my bed next to Max.
"Jess?! What are you doing here?" Max screeched and sat her up. She frantically looked around.
"I was roleplaying and I was leprechaun and-"
"That explains it...kinda..." I groaned.
Then a familiar face piped up in front of me.
"STAR WHAT THE HECK?!" I screeched.
"I wanted to be here!" She whined.
"OKAY CAN WE JUST PAUSE FOR A SECOND!" Jack screeched. And then we froze. I couldn't move, and I could see the others frantically trying to move as well.
"D-Wha-I-WHAT THE HELL?!" Jack yelled.
We all unfroze.
I shot up.
It was the middle of the night, according to my clock.
"Wow...that was a weird dream." I said to myself.
"Your tellin me lassie!" A thick Irish accent broke the small gap of silence.
I turned to a small man with a small beard and green clothing. I screeched. Again, my mom and dad were out, due to a giant traffic jam blocking off our road from town. There was no way of getting around and they couldn't clean up until the next morning so my parents decided to stay at my mamaws house.
Regardless, there was a tiny man sitting on my bed next to me.
I punched where he was, but he disappeared and reappeared on top of my arm. I screamed again.
"Oh, ang on thare Lass, ye might wanta calm down." He advised. I took his advice for my benefit and swallowed the anxiety daring to reach my head.
"Young Lass, ya need to understande tha consequences of yer taughts." He scolded.
"Wait what-"
And before I knew it I was a cat. Wait...WHAT?!

Part one complete! Part two will be out soon! Thanks NMProductions2014 fo reminding me to do this and go read hers cuz it's awesome!