The moon rose over the quiet 55th street, casting murky shadows in all the
dark corners. Even in the daytime it was a quiet neighborhood, with the
exception of the Fink family, who blasted their country music out the
window. There were no children, except within the house bearing the number
4764.
Two girls sat in a large room, whispering excitedly back in forth.
"How can Mercedes like Elijah Wood- and think he's hot?" Inquired a blonde haired girl, smirking in the darkness.
"Well- we all know Mercedes has no taste in guys. I mean- she doesn't like Orli!" Replied a second, very tall and thin girl with brown, wavy hair as she re-applied some bright red lip-gloss.
"And Haldir. Please. His face looks like a watermelon!" Responded the blonde girl, blinking her currently green eyes.
"Next thing you know- she'll be after Gandalf." Said the second girl, trying not to laugh.
"Never know! Now- I'm going to bed- it's two in the morning!" The blonde girl turned over, her back to the second girl, and closed her eyes.
Minutes passed, and silence descended over the room, as the conversation broke off. Yet the second girl, could not sleep. Sulkily, she looked around the room, at the five sleeping girls. Gloomily, she watched the talk tick, and felt the all to- unmistakable urge to talk bubble up inside her throat.
"Pocky!" She hissed.
"Nyahngggh." The blonde girl, Pocky, sleepily replied.
Realizing it would take more than words to awaken Pocky to talk, the second girl snatched up her pillow and began beating Pocky, frantically.
"Porkyyyyyy!" Pocky grumbled. "Go away!" She protested.
Yet Porky, the second girl, had to talk.
"Pocky!" She whispered excitedly. "Guess what my brother's did yesterday!"
"Dun care." Muttered Pocky. Within minutes she was back asleep.
Again, Porky was left alone. Realizing she would have plenty of time to talk tomorrow, she snuggled into her warm sleeping bag, and fell fast asleep- for awhile.
As soon as the clock signaled 2:30 in the morning- Porky again awoke with a new desire: food. Tingling in excitement, Porky hastily dove out of her sleeping bag. Quickly applying so magenta lipstick, she scuttled through the dark halls- to the kitchen.
"My precioussssssssss.." she whispered, glancing at the food. Feeling around the dark, she located a bag, with the description "special treats." "Yessssssssssss," she hissed in delight. Her mission accomplished, she tiptoed back to the bedroom, and munched the night away until, atlast, she fell asleep
* * *
Hours passed, and the shadows outside house number 4764 gradually disappeared, and turned into a fine mist. Yet all, was not peaceful inside the house.
In what she imagined as silence, a third girl, hastily got out of her sleeping bag and dressed herself in her favorite jeans and a t-shirt. Hoping not to disturb any of her sleeping friends, she clomped across the creaky wooden floor, towards the door. She grinned at herself, thinking how sneaky she was for being so quiet, when she turned around and saw three of her friends glaring at her, from within their sleeping bags. Grinning in apology, she tromped into the hallway, causing the wood to squeak beneath her feet. Yet now she was free, in the living room. Excitedly she called over a oddly colored dog, covered in fluffy fur.
"Alfieeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" She cried. In a flash, Alfie bounded over, and barreled into the girls legs. "Alfieeeee" she said again, causing the dog's rump to wiggle at high speed.
Together, the girl and the dog headed outside, to explore the large canyon outside of house number 4764.
Back inside the room, other girls were beginning to stir. A girl with large brown eyes and blonde hair groggily reached for the nearest magazine, and slowly turned the pages, stopping to stare at a Harry Potter advertisement for several minutes. Another girl, with brown hair and marred skin quietly flipped through another magazine, and stopped to gaze at an Elijah Wood article. Yet three other girls, Pocky, Porky, and a dark, bushy haired girl.
"Ace!" Whispered the brunette.
"Umm hmm?" Inquired the second blonde, Ace.
"Where's Leah?"
"Dunno- she left early this morning."
"So-I heard." Responded the brunette.
Silently, the girls returned to their magazines. And there they remained for another hour, flipping through magazine after magazine.
The short haired girl, Leah, and Alfie made their way down to the swing, at the edge of house number 4764's property. And there they sat, and played for the next hour.
The sun rose even higher in the sky.
"Come on Alfers." Cobbi whispered. And she and the dog made their way up to house number 4764.
"Well hello Leah!" Said a middle-aged woman with graying hair.
"Hi Mrs. Sweet!" Said Leah smiling as she made her way through the downstairs doors. She and the dog pattered through the house, all the way up to the large room where her friends were hopefully finally awake.
Leah found all her five friends up reading magazines. "Hello!" She said smiling. All the girls looked up in return. "Wait- Porky- why do you have a bag of Alfie's special treats next to your bed?" Tavari asked. "These are dog treats?" Porky replied scornfully. "These taste good!" "Um- well they are." "Stop making fun of me!" Porky demanded angrily "Whatever," said the bushy haired brunette "Let's go explore the canyon!" Said Tavari, hoping to make everyone shut up and get along. The bushy haired girl groaned. "Tavarrrrrrri!" "Gazelllllle!" The brunette, Tavari retorted. Yet the girls were already starting to get dressed. Within minutes, all six girls, Ace, Leah, Porky, Tavari, Pocky, and Gazelle were dressed and ready, and the hurriedly marched outside. The charged down the slope of the canyon, and crawled through the hole nin the chain link fence. All except for one girl, Porky. "Porky- Come ON!!!!" Tavari yelled. "No!" She protested. "Why?" Tavari whined. "I don't want to! I'll sit right here!" She sniffed as she pranced towards the swing, as she re-applied some fuchsia lip-stick. "Porkyyyyyy!" Tavari protested. "Don't you want to be elvish?" "So I can fall on my butt again and you'll laugh at me? No!" She snapped. "Speedo- if you fall on your butt again, I wont laugh!" "No!" "Porkyyyyyyyy!" All the girls cried, exasperated. "No! Besides, there's spiders down there and I'm allergic!" "You guys- lets just go." Said Ace, rolling her eyes. With a last "Porky", the girls turned and followed Ace into the canyon. Brushing aside cobwebs, and climbing over mounds of rocks and other barriers, the girls made their way through the nature maze. At last they stopped in back of a white house with blue trim. "Get down!" hissed Tavari all of a sudden. The girls through themselves down the hill into some convenient bushes. "What is it?" Inquired Pocky. "That guy's taking pictures of us!" Tavari responded. Peering through the leaves the girls watched as the man pointed a camera at them. "What a doorknob." Tavari muttered. "No- a door to the knob!" Gazelle corrected. All of a sudden, a crashing behind the girls diverted their attention. "Greetings!" Exclaimed a small portly man with wispy gray hair. His body was swathed in neon pink robes, and he wore a delighted expression on his cheerful face. "Uh-" stammered Tavari. "Whatever," muttered Gazelle. "Wtf!" Exclaimed Pocky. "Um, ok," chortled Leah. "Deh?" Inquired Ace. "I'm sure your all quite surprised at my sudden appearance!" Exclaimed the man. "My friend here in the house" he said gesturing to the man with the camera "took pictures so that I could identify you. "He can't touch you because of a curse. Now each of you put a hand on me." "That is so wrong!" said a familiar voice behind them. "Porky?" asked Tavari incredulously. "You came?" "I magicked her to!" said the little man happily. "Now- stop wasting time. Put a hand on me." "Why?" asked Ace suspiciously. "You have been identified as having magical potential. Since you have read the Harry Potter books- the magic has seeped into you, and you may now go into level six." "Wtf?" Pocky repeated. "You pedophile." Porky said pointing an accusing finger. "Muggles" the man muttered. "So suspicious." "Whatever." Gazelle muttered. Reluctantly, the six girls each placed a hand on the man- very high up on his body. In a flash, they were gone. To them it felt as though an invisible hand was dragging them through space. They tried to scream, yet the wind pressed their mouths closed.
Two girls sat in a large room, whispering excitedly back in forth.
"How can Mercedes like Elijah Wood- and think he's hot?" Inquired a blonde haired girl, smirking in the darkness.
"Well- we all know Mercedes has no taste in guys. I mean- she doesn't like Orli!" Replied a second, very tall and thin girl with brown, wavy hair as she re-applied some bright red lip-gloss.
"And Haldir. Please. His face looks like a watermelon!" Responded the blonde girl, blinking her currently green eyes.
"Next thing you know- she'll be after Gandalf." Said the second girl, trying not to laugh.
"Never know! Now- I'm going to bed- it's two in the morning!" The blonde girl turned over, her back to the second girl, and closed her eyes.
Minutes passed, and silence descended over the room, as the conversation broke off. Yet the second girl, could not sleep. Sulkily, she looked around the room, at the five sleeping girls. Gloomily, she watched the talk tick, and felt the all to- unmistakable urge to talk bubble up inside her throat.
"Pocky!" She hissed.
"Nyahngggh." The blonde girl, Pocky, sleepily replied.
Realizing it would take more than words to awaken Pocky to talk, the second girl snatched up her pillow and began beating Pocky, frantically.
"Porkyyyyyy!" Pocky grumbled. "Go away!" She protested.
Yet Porky, the second girl, had to talk.
"Pocky!" She whispered excitedly. "Guess what my brother's did yesterday!"
"Dun care." Muttered Pocky. Within minutes she was back asleep.
Again, Porky was left alone. Realizing she would have plenty of time to talk tomorrow, she snuggled into her warm sleeping bag, and fell fast asleep- for awhile.
As soon as the clock signaled 2:30 in the morning- Porky again awoke with a new desire: food. Tingling in excitement, Porky hastily dove out of her sleeping bag. Quickly applying so magenta lipstick, she scuttled through the dark halls- to the kitchen.
"My precioussssssssss.." she whispered, glancing at the food. Feeling around the dark, she located a bag, with the description "special treats." "Yessssssssssss," she hissed in delight. Her mission accomplished, she tiptoed back to the bedroom, and munched the night away until, atlast, she fell asleep
* * *
Hours passed, and the shadows outside house number 4764 gradually disappeared, and turned into a fine mist. Yet all, was not peaceful inside the house.
In what she imagined as silence, a third girl, hastily got out of her sleeping bag and dressed herself in her favorite jeans and a t-shirt. Hoping not to disturb any of her sleeping friends, she clomped across the creaky wooden floor, towards the door. She grinned at herself, thinking how sneaky she was for being so quiet, when she turned around and saw three of her friends glaring at her, from within their sleeping bags. Grinning in apology, she tromped into the hallway, causing the wood to squeak beneath her feet. Yet now she was free, in the living room. Excitedly she called over a oddly colored dog, covered in fluffy fur.
"Alfieeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" She cried. In a flash, Alfie bounded over, and barreled into the girls legs. "Alfieeeee" she said again, causing the dog's rump to wiggle at high speed.
Together, the girl and the dog headed outside, to explore the large canyon outside of house number 4764.
Back inside the room, other girls were beginning to stir. A girl with large brown eyes and blonde hair groggily reached for the nearest magazine, and slowly turned the pages, stopping to stare at a Harry Potter advertisement for several minutes. Another girl, with brown hair and marred skin quietly flipped through another magazine, and stopped to gaze at an Elijah Wood article. Yet three other girls, Pocky, Porky, and a dark, bushy haired girl.
"Ace!" Whispered the brunette.
"Umm hmm?" Inquired the second blonde, Ace.
"Where's Leah?"
"Dunno- she left early this morning."
"So-I heard." Responded the brunette.
Silently, the girls returned to their magazines. And there they remained for another hour, flipping through magazine after magazine.
The short haired girl, Leah, and Alfie made their way down to the swing, at the edge of house number 4764's property. And there they sat, and played for the next hour.
The sun rose even higher in the sky.
"Come on Alfers." Cobbi whispered. And she and the dog made their way up to house number 4764.
"Well hello Leah!" Said a middle-aged woman with graying hair.
"Hi Mrs. Sweet!" Said Leah smiling as she made her way through the downstairs doors. She and the dog pattered through the house, all the way up to the large room where her friends were hopefully finally awake.
Leah found all her five friends up reading magazines. "Hello!" She said smiling. All the girls looked up in return. "Wait- Porky- why do you have a bag of Alfie's special treats next to your bed?" Tavari asked. "These are dog treats?" Porky replied scornfully. "These taste good!" "Um- well they are." "Stop making fun of me!" Porky demanded angrily "Whatever," said the bushy haired brunette "Let's go explore the canyon!" Said Tavari, hoping to make everyone shut up and get along. The bushy haired girl groaned. "Tavarrrrrrri!" "Gazelllllle!" The brunette, Tavari retorted. Yet the girls were already starting to get dressed. Within minutes, all six girls, Ace, Leah, Porky, Tavari, Pocky, and Gazelle were dressed and ready, and the hurriedly marched outside. The charged down the slope of the canyon, and crawled through the hole nin the chain link fence. All except for one girl, Porky. "Porky- Come ON!!!!" Tavari yelled. "No!" She protested. "Why?" Tavari whined. "I don't want to! I'll sit right here!" She sniffed as she pranced towards the swing, as she re-applied some fuchsia lip-stick. "Porkyyyyyy!" Tavari protested. "Don't you want to be elvish?" "So I can fall on my butt again and you'll laugh at me? No!" She snapped. "Speedo- if you fall on your butt again, I wont laugh!" "No!" "Porkyyyyyyyy!" All the girls cried, exasperated. "No! Besides, there's spiders down there and I'm allergic!" "You guys- lets just go." Said Ace, rolling her eyes. With a last "Porky", the girls turned and followed Ace into the canyon. Brushing aside cobwebs, and climbing over mounds of rocks and other barriers, the girls made their way through the nature maze. At last they stopped in back of a white house with blue trim. "Get down!" hissed Tavari all of a sudden. The girls through themselves down the hill into some convenient bushes. "What is it?" Inquired Pocky. "That guy's taking pictures of us!" Tavari responded. Peering through the leaves the girls watched as the man pointed a camera at them. "What a doorknob." Tavari muttered. "No- a door to the knob!" Gazelle corrected. All of a sudden, a crashing behind the girls diverted their attention. "Greetings!" Exclaimed a small portly man with wispy gray hair. His body was swathed in neon pink robes, and he wore a delighted expression on his cheerful face. "Uh-" stammered Tavari. "Whatever," muttered Gazelle. "Wtf!" Exclaimed Pocky. "Um, ok," chortled Leah. "Deh?" Inquired Ace. "I'm sure your all quite surprised at my sudden appearance!" Exclaimed the man. "My friend here in the house" he said gesturing to the man with the camera "took pictures so that I could identify you. "He can't touch you because of a curse. Now each of you put a hand on me." "That is so wrong!" said a familiar voice behind them. "Porky?" asked Tavari incredulously. "You came?" "I magicked her to!" said the little man happily. "Now- stop wasting time. Put a hand on me." "Why?" asked Ace suspiciously. "You have been identified as having magical potential. Since you have read the Harry Potter books- the magic has seeped into you, and you may now go into level six." "Wtf?" Pocky repeated. "You pedophile." Porky said pointing an accusing finger. "Muggles" the man muttered. "So suspicious." "Whatever." Gazelle muttered. Reluctantly, the six girls each placed a hand on the man- very high up on his body. In a flash, they were gone. To them it felt as though an invisible hand was dragging them through space. They tried to scream, yet the wind pressed their mouths closed.