(Ok, I'm reposting this chapter cause i had a major typo in it. I said it was Saturday when it was supposed to be Thursday! Here's the fixed chapter.)
Elora lay in bed, trying to get some sleep when she heard the phone ring. Dragging herself out of bed, she hurried down the hallway to answer it. "Hello?" she said as she picked up the receiver. No answer. "Hello?" she said again. Then she heard heavy breathing on the other end of the line. "Um....h-hello?" she tried again. The heavy breathing increased.
Elora slammed the phone down. For the rest of that night, she didn't sleep.
The next day she was sitting at a table in a fast food place with Spyro. "Elora, you look tired." he said. "Didn't you get enough sleep last night?"
"No, I was too scared to sleep." said Elora as she yawned into her soft drink. "I got an obscene phone call that scared me half to death."
"Who got an obscene phone call?" asked Bianca as she walked by. She scooted into the booth beside Elora. "Oh, I did last night. It was freaky! I answered the phone but all I heard was heavy breathing!"
"Hmm." thought Bianca. "Maybe you're imagining things."
"No, I wasn't!"
Later that afternoon, Elora sat in her home watching TV. The phone rang. She hesitated to answer it. Could it be more heavy breathing? She picked up the phone. "Hello?"
The heavy breathing sound was on the other end. This time, it lasted for a few seconds before the breather hung up. Elora slammed the receiver down. "Not again!" she wailed. The mysterious phone call came again that night, and every evening for the rest of that week. Each time Elora would answer the phone, say hello, and hear the heavy breathing sounds. On Thursday, however, she could make out a mumbling noise within the breathing.
"What?" she asked, hoping the caller would reveal itself. The voice repeated the message, but it was still a little garbled. Elora could only make this much out: "I'm haunting you............beware.................on Friday night." and then it hung up. Elora sat down hard. Tomorrow was Friday night!
All the next day she could hardly do anything. She jumped at the slightest sound. That evening, she walked home. The road was totally deserted as the sun went down and the streetlights came on. Suddenly, she heard it; that heavy breathing sound. It was somewhere in the darkness behind her! She ran down the street and heard heavy footfalls behind her. She made it to her house and shut the door. She leaned against the door, panting, then heard the heavy breathing sounds on the front porch.
She started to latch the door when the thing on the porch opened it. Elora gasped.
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Elora looked at the guy on the porch. It was Steve, a male faun. "Steve! What are you doing here?" asked Elora.Steve blushed. "Well, I came to take you to the movies tonight!"
"Come again?"
"Well, you see, all week long I've been trying to call you and ask you if you'd go with me tonight, but every time you answered the phone I started hyperventilating. On Thursday I managed to blurt out 'I'm wanting you to go see the movie Beware of Dog with me on Friday night.' but I got really embarrassed and hung up, so an hour ago I decided to ask you in person."
Elora blinked.
"So, wanna go to the movies with me?"
"Ok, let me get my purse."