I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT

AN: I'm so sorry. I know that I promised two chapters up this weekend, but there's probably only going to be this one. Again, sorry.

Chapter Five

FFION'S POV

I made Chloe in trouble, I made Chloe in trouble, I chant inside my head.That meany. She smart and pretty and she no even care. Just spend her time all 'lone.

Her own fault. She the one who don't want no friends.

The bell rings and I run out of school.

Where Alfie? I wonder as I look around the front door for him. Always meet here.

After I wait for a few minutes, Alife comes running out.

"Sorry, Ffion," Alfie says, "My teacher got mad and say I had to stay after."

"That okay," I tell him, "We need walk home now."

"Okay," he says.

We walk home together everyday because he lives next door and our house isn't too far away.

We only get about half way to our houses when I hear someone calling my name.

"Ffion, Ffion," the voice calls. The voice is really pretty; soft and sweet. "Ffion, come here."

"You hear?" I ask Alfie.

"Yeah," he answers.

"Ffion, Alfie!" the voice calls again.

"Should we go?" Alfie asks.

"Okay," I say.

The voice continues to call our name and we follow it, but soon Alfie and I get to a dark creepy looking ally.

"I don't know if we should keep going," Alfie says.

"You a chicken," I say, laughing.

"Am not!" Alfie says, grabbing my hand and pulling us both into the ally.

As soon as we get into the ally, I can't hear the voice anymore.

"Is anyone there?" Alfie asks.

"I am," the voice says and out of the dark steps a tall, pretty man.

But then he growls and I don't think he's so pretty anymore.

"W-what are you?" Alfie asks.

"I'm the boogie man and I punish bad little children," the man says, his voice has turned very scary. Not the soft pretty tones we heard earlier.

"We-we're not bad children," Alfie says, stuttering.

Alfie only stutters when he's really scared. But I'm not scared right now. His voice is scary, but he doesn't look like a boogy man to me.

"Oh yes you are," the man says, "You're very mean to Chloe."

A light from the side of the ally shines in for a moment and I see the man's eyes are scary. Black. I've never seen anyone with eyes so dark before.

He IS boogy man! I think, suddenly afraid.

"We be good!" I promise, "No more mean to Chloe!"

"No more being mean to anyone," the man says in his growly voice, "Promise."

"Promise!" I say.

"I promise too," Alfie says.

"Good," the man says, before disappearing right in front of me and Alfie's eyes.

"Scary," I say.

"Scary," Alfie agrees.

One thing I know is that I'm not being mean to anyone at school ever again.

AN: I'm sorry to say this, but I don't think I'll be updating this story as often. I've been focusing on this story so much that I haven't written anything for my original novel in three weeks and nothing in Morning Star since two weeks.