What's this? An update so soon?? CRAZY! I'm currently battling with an extreme case of writers block. I'm also currently bored out of my mind, so I decided to kill 2 birds with one stone. I'm so sorry the last chapter turned out so… weird… and not very well written… let's see if this one is any better.

I went back inside as the feelings of twiterpation sunk in. I walked back to Meg's room on a cloud and flopped down on her bed. When she didn't look up, I closed my eyes and sighed heavily.

"Sigh" I opened my eyes and glanced quickly at her. She didn't respond, so I sighed again this time with my eyes open.

"Sigh" she rolled her eyes and looked at me.

"Yes?" she asked turning her soft brown eyes on me.

"Your brother is wonderful! He's so-"

"Kay, no offence or anything, but I honestly don't want to hear about how my brother stuck his tongue down your throat… you know I would totally listen if it were someone else… but Raoul? That's just… eww!" She made a face and I through a pillow at her.

"He's just so amazing!" I said loudly. When I saw the look on her face, I buried my head in her pillow and laughed. "Don't you just want to hear a little? You know I'd totally listen to you if it were you and my brother."

"Yea, but your brother is only 12 years old… that's almost statutory rape…" we laughed harder. I glanced at the clock. It was seven o'clock. Only 6 more hours. That meant only six hours to get Meg to fall asleep…

"Hey, Meg?"

"What, Chrissie?"

"I'm so tired. Let's go to sleep."

"But we haven't even finished my project yet!" I rolled my eyes and got down on the floor. We worked on the project for nearly three hours.

"There. Finished. I said holding up the completed project."

"It's so beautiful!" Meg held out her arms and took the poster board in her arms, tears welling up in her eyes. This was definitely a sign that she was exhausted. How was I going to get her to go to sleep? And then an idea struck me. Meg's favorite movie in the whole world was Pride and Prejudice. The only problem was, she hadn't made it through it. Not once. She always fell asleep before the end. How it was her favorite movie, I have no idea.

"Hey Meg, do you want to watch Pride and Prejudice?" I asked waving the DVD in front of her drooping eyes.

"Yea! Put it in!" she replied jumping up on the bed. I put the movie in the player and laid next to her, careful to make sure I was on the outside, where I wouldn't disturb her when I left. Only 2 and a half more hours to go. I thought wearily to myself as I watch for the billionth time as Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth fell in love in their odd multidimensional love pentagon. I glanced at the clock near the window. But this time, I saw something more than digital numbers glowing in the darkness. I saw a glowing white mask staring at me through the window!

Okay I'm so dreading writing the confrontation so there is a portion of a chapter I guess you could call it… ha-ha sorry so short. I got even border and even more writers block so I decided for the sake of the story and my lovely readers, I would stop there. Alright thank you for reading, and I hope you stick with it! It will get better! I promise!