AN/...Hi. Just so you know, I sort of make up a word in this chapter, so 'mousily' means to be like a mouse, timid and shy, only in a voice. Anyway, enjoy this chapter. It starts to get a bit more interesting soon.

Chapter 2 - In My Garden

Grace POV - In the morning I awoke to the gentle sound of birds singing their morning chorus. The world outside seemed to be waking up with me as I got dressed and made my way down to get some breakfast. As soon as I had got a small breakfast of buttered toast, which was not burned but no quite still bread, just the way I liked it, I headed back up my narrow, winding staircase and towards my room, which was the small one right at the end of the upstairs landing. Today was Friday 22nd July, and the first glorious day of the Summer Holidays. However, today I just couldn't seem to relax. The little blue dot in the sky kept going around and around in my brain, as I tried hopelessly to comprehend what it was. Finally, I decided to call Tammy and ask her what she thought of my little blue dot. My hand slowly reached out for my landline phone, but my brain was still having a debate with itself. One side of it, the rational side, was saying, "You shouldn't ring Tammy. She'll think you've gone crazy. Don't ring her." The other side, the side that I listened to more often than not, was saying, "Of course you should ring her. She'll believe you. You won't figure out anything on your own. Just call her." My fingers closed around the phone, after the long, slow journey to get there, and held it so that I could see the screen. I entered the letter 'T' into the phone and pressed the green button when Tammy's name was highlighted.

"Hi," Tammy said, from the other end of the phone. She had obviously seen the caller ID, because she wouldn't have answered the phone in that way if it was anybody else on the end of the line.

"Hiya, Tammy," I said to the phone. "I really need to talk to you about something. I need you to promise me you won't laugh and that you'll take it seriously. Ok?"

"Ok?" She sounded unsure now. Worried. "What's up?"

"Well," I started. "Yesterday, after I finished on the stall and you were with Christian, I went and just layed down under the big tree, where you found me. I was just staring at the sky and suddenly, BAM! This weird little blue dot appears in the sky. It didn't move, and it was too high up to be a helicopter. I can't figure out what it was. I thought maybe you would know, or at least have some ideas. You always seem to have an answer for everything." When i had finished my story there was silence. I guessed Tammy was thinking. After about five minutes of silence I was starting to think that she had hung up. "Tammy?" I asked the phone. "Tammy?"

"Yea, I'm here." She sounded like she was in shock, and I couldn't blame her. If my best friend had just told me that they had seen a weird blue dot in the middle of a clear blue sky that nobody else had seen, I would be shocked as well.

"So, any ideas?" I asked her, uncertainly.

"To be honest, it seems a bit farfetched to me," she said. I knew I should have listened to the first side of my brain and not called her. She obviously wasn't going to believe me. "But I believe you," she finished. Ok, I admit it, I was wrong. Tammy continued speaking, oblivious to the inevitable fact that I had doubted her. "Maybe it was a balloon," she said. "Or the International Space Station. Or A UFO!" She seemed to be getting a little over excited now.

"Could you please be serious, Tammy," I commanded, slightly exasperated. "It couldn't have been a balloon or the International Space Station, because they both move, and it couldn't have been a UFO because they're fictional and the move!"

"Oh, yeah. Sorry," she said, mousily. "I just got a tiny bit carried away with the whole thing. But, to be honest, I have no idea what it could be. I mean, what could a little blue dot in the sky possibly be?"

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking you!" I remarked, starting to get a bit frustrated.

"Ok, don't get so-" CRASH! "What was that?" Tammy asked warily.

"I don't know. It came from the garden. Listen, I've got to go and check it out. My parents went to wok about an hour ago, so only I'm her. Can you get over here as soon as possible please?" I asked Tammy.

"Sure. I'm on my way!"

Causiously, I made my way down the stairs and out into the garden. What I found terrerfied my. There, in the middle of my perfecty kept garden, was a giant whole. And in that whole was a little metal ball. It had one blue eye and looked like it had just been used as a football. It has dents in it's less than shiny body, if that's what it was, and a slight crack in what I guessed to be an electronic eye.

"Hello. I'm Wheatley!" It said brihtly and in a distinctly british accent.