It was the second night staying in the Pink Palace. Coraline laid in bed with her little me doll and decided to confess what she was feeling.

"So... there's this guy I like... Wybie... I guess you've met him since he's the one who gave you to me.."

She looked into the little me's button eyes almost expecting to see a reaction out of them, but the doll remained sitting there lifelessly.

"Anyway... he's really cute... funny... he has a cool bike and these masks he can see stuff with. He's kind of weird actually. The first day we got here, him and his cat stalked me. But they did help me find the well.."

She looked into the dolls eyes, and again it made no sign as to it registering anything she was saying. Yet there was something vaguely sentient about the doll, and somehow talking to it made her feel like she was being listened to.

"But he doesn't really listen to me. Then again, no one does. He calls me Caroline just like everybody else, and he thinks I'm a water witch or something. I just wish he paid more attention to me and didn't see me as some ordinary girl."

She laid the doll on her chest and let out a sigh.

"I don't know. I guess it's just hard being in a new place with no friends and nobody to talk to. And so far, he's the least boring thing that's happened to me since moving here. I just wish something exciting would happen, and maybe we can be more than just friends.."

She smiled at the little doll, and as she drifted off to sleep, she could swear she saw a little twinkle in their button eyes.