Author's Note: Sorry it took me a while to update, I had this chapter about half written, and haven't had spare time until now to finish it. Thanks for all the reviews!

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water wolf 100: Like poetry? :) Thank you so much, I really appreciate it. Don't worry, Nina is up next and I'm taking extra time to get hers perfect. There'll probably be a lot of Fabina references. :P

laura: Thanks! I tried to fit it in, it was a small bit but I wanted it to be there. Anything more felt forced to me. I'll try to slip some into Patricia's chapter.

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Now presenting, ALFIE! Enjoy!


LEWIS, Alfonso

He hates, hates, hates, hates, hates the name Alfonso*. It just sounds disgusting. He really thinks his parents were out to get him when they gave him that name. Apparently it was after some dead grandfather, but he could really care less. At least the nickname Alfie is a little more tolerable.

He had a crush on Amber ever since he first laid eyes on her. It was his first day at school. She gave him a stunning smile in the hallway, and all he could do was grin back like an idiot. He's been pining after her ever since. Everyone thinks he just likes her because she's a blonde goddess (well... she is!), but he's found her to be really funny, and she actually seemed to care about him. To this day, he still doesn't know that the smile he saw was intended for Mick, who was standing right behind him. He just can't catch a break.

He knows his parents care about him, but it sort of goes unspoken that he isn't exactly the son they had hoped for. He tries anything under the sun to impress his mother, and more importantly, father, but in the end, he's just Alfie. And he doesn't really have a problem with that, so his parents will just have to live with it. He wished Jerome would take that advice. He doesn't know much about the other boy, but he knows his family isn't the best.

Speaking of Jerome, he is incredibly jealous of him. He has always been the sidekick, the other half of the camel, nothing more. He was tired of being in the shadow of his best mate. They've been friends for ages, but he feels he's just a pawn to be played with to the other boy. But when he was in the hospital, it really showed how much Jerome actually cared about him. Plus, they were partners in crime after all. Even if Jerome came up with most of the schemes, and he just executed them, it worked that way.

He is the only person in the world that can call Patricia 'Trixie' and get away with it. Well, the first time she had smacked him in the side of the head, but afterward, he thought he saw her smile a little bit every time. Patricia's kind of nice, actually. She scares the hell out of him, but she's really not half bad.

Ever since that night in the cellar, and going to the hospital, he has had the worst nightmares. They just never seem to go away. As soon as he closes his eyes, all those images reappear. The worst is that mask that keeps coming towards him, with all the chanting in the background. He usually wakes up in a sweat almost every night, with the same vision in his head.

He has a bit of an alien obsession, to say the least. Watching so much science fiction on TV growing up really got his imagination going. People think he's joking about all of it, but he's dead serious.

He has been given toothbrush duty exactly 127 times**. It barely even phases him anymore, except he really wonders who's toothbrush that actually is. Did Victor just go out and get one for the sole purpose of having students clean with it? 127 - He has a tally going on, and a bet with Jerome that he'll reach 200 eventually. It seems like an achievable goal.

Dancing and skateboarding are two of his favorite pastimes, though he's pretty terrible at both and usually ends up flat on his face. Though, he's the kind of person that doesn't really care, as long as it's fun. And boy, does he enjoy it, even if he makes a fool out of himself in the process.

This 'Sibuna' thing has really got him intrigued. There's all those potions in the cellar, and Joy, and he's pretty sure that weird alien artifact has something to do with it. He wishes that the others would just give in, tell him everything, and let him fully join. He could really be of some help, he thinks.


*This passage inspired by the writer andthenshesaid

**This passage... inspired by someone. I can't remember who. I think it was in the discussion forum. If whoever you are reads this, tell me it was you so I can give you credit! :P

***Sorry for the mishaps. I didn't catch Alfie's 'actual' name, and wasn't sure on the camel part. Thanks for the correcting me!


Author's Note: Well, there you have it, Alfie Lewis! I tried to capture his fun-loving spirit, but still get some serious-ness in there as well. He's not all fun and games, after all. I love Alfie, I think he's pretty darn hilarious. He needs to become a more developed character as the series goes on.

Next is who you have all been waiting for... Nina Martin! :D I'm nervous to post her chapter (well, I should really start writing it first before I go talking about that), since she's such a loved character. I hope I get this right!

Review please, comments and critiques are always welcome. Thanks!