As promised, here is my speedy update after getting over 5 reviews for the last chapter.

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Alice POV

Sometimes I wonder if my family think that I am making up the whole friend thing. I may not have many friends but I was truthful about my mute one. I was walking in the woods at half ten after sneaking out of the house so that I can see him. I don't want him to be lonely. I do this about once a fortnight but it is usually a lot later, after my parents have gone to bed but I really wanted to see him now.

I first saw him half a year ago during a picnic that we have often. I had wondered off because at the time, I was obsessed with tracking down animals so I was following some foot prints that belonged to a deer. And that's when I saw him. A young boy with blond curly hair and had only been wearing ripped trousers. He had looked at me directly in the eye just like a startled animal and the next thing I knew, he ran off.

After that, I had gone looking for him on our next picnic but this time I had brought food with me since I noticed that the boy was on the skinny side. I did come across him again but I sat down in a non-threatening way so I wouldn't scare him off. He had run up a tree and just sat there with his eye on the ham roll that was in my hand. I placed it in front of me but he didn't move; he just kept watching the way a dog would when it sees its owner eat. I got up and placed the food at the bottom of the tree that he was sitting in and acting on instinct, the boy climbed higher up to keep his distance from me. I sat in my original place and just waited for him to take it. It was about 10 minutes of him staring at the food below him until he finally climbed down the tree to grab the roll and climb back up again. He ate it quickly, stealing glances at me every now and again just to make sure that he was safe.

Ever since then, he has been very easy to find because it's like he actually waits for me. I guess Edward was right when he said it was because I'm his food source but he is still extremely wary around me. He won't ever get close to me just like other animals when they quickly scurry away when they are in sight of a human. He was a very strange boy and despite being human, he acted extremely feral.

I had reached the area with the tree that I always see my friend sitting in which was just a mile and a half away from our picnic area. It doesn't take too long to reach there but I walk a lot slower in the dark.

"I'm back" I announced as I sat on a log.

I shined my torch light on the big tree to reveal the feral looking boy. His chin was resting on a small branch as his body lay on a bulkier one near it. He was resting but awake, eyes on me. It wasn't a wary look though, it was more of an 'at peace' look.

"Do you always sit in that tree or do I just happen to always find you there?" I questioned although it was a very rare chance that he would answer.

In all the time I have known him, the only noise that he has made is a growl; like I said, he's feral. He has only growled at me once though and that was when I got a little close to the tree he was in but he stopped once I had backed up. It was just a warning, I guess.

At my question, the boy tilted his head. That was another thing; I don't think he understands the things I say because it was a gesture he always used when I spoke to him. Maybe he understands a different language.

The boy changed his position on the tree so that he was crouching and as per usual, he was watching me.

"I wish I knew your name" I whispered.

It was annoying how I always thought of him as feral boy, mute boy, wild boy, silent boy or even just my friend. I wanted to call him by his name. Did he even know his actual name? I'm sure it was something unusual but beautiful. He knew my name because I had said it to him plenty of times when I tried to get him to tell me his.

He lowered himself off the tree and then climbed up another that was a little closer to me. I noticed how good at climbing he was. He was like a monkey. The tree that he was now in didn't even look climbable but he had somehow managed it. I really do wonder how long he had been living this way.

Suddenly, the boy's focus was on something else. He was looking somewhere in the distance, focusing on his hearing and sight. He even smelt the scent of something; just like an animal would. He was so animalistic. And then, out came a growl. The boy climbed a little higher and I could tell that he had spotted something. His growl became louder and before I know it, he jumps out of the tree and runs off. Confused, I turned around and I just about managed to see another shining light; maybe it was my dad. Damn it! He noticed that I ran off.

With a sigh, I began to walk towards my dad, knowing that he wouldn't be happy with the idea of me escaping the house in the middle of the night. My own torch light gave away where I was so he sped up toward me.

"Alice, what were you thinking? It's too late to be doing these kinds of things. You could get yourself hurt" my dad complained.

"I just didn't want my friend to be lonely" I mumbled.

"Alice, this is a forest with plenty of animals. Your friend will not get lonely" he said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I'm sorry" I apologised.

I think that my parents are overprotective. They thought that just because I couldn't see clearly in the dark that I was in deep danger. I'm 14; I could take care of myself.

"That's okay Alice but after we get back and have some sleep, I really need to talk to you about this" he revealed.

We began to walk back, using both of our torches. Personally, I prefer the forest at night time. After a while, you get bored of squirrels and rabbits. At night, you can see owls, foxes, badgers and even nightjars which is a good camouflaged bird with a mouth of a snake. I saw one once and I loved it. We had only been walking 5 minutes when my dad stopped and turned around.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Stay there for a second" he mumbled as he walked on ahead.

"Dad wait, it might be my friend. Sometimes he follows me back" I said.

He kept walking towards some sort of bush and as he got closer, I began to hear the sound of more growling. So despite running off, the blond boy had still stayed near.

"Dad, he doesn't like it when you get too clo..."

Speaking to late, my dad screamed in pain as I saw him holding his wrist while my friend had made a run for it in the opposite direction. My dad looked at the boy as he made his escape and then looked at me.

"Who was that?" He questioned.

"My friend. Are you okay?" I asked.

He released his wrist to check it, revealing a violent bite mark of human teeth.

"He bit me" he stated, looking back confused. "Alice, why is there a boy in the woods at this time of night?" He asked.

"Dad, I have told you so many times but you don't listen; he lives here" I answered.

"Your friend... he was a person?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "Yeah, what the hell did you think he was?"

My dad put his hand through his hair, still very confused and what had just happened. "So a boy has been living here, in these woods by himself? And he bit me?"

"Yeah dad, that's pretty much it" I answered.

"Right, we are going to go home, you are going to bed while I try to sort whatever this is out" he instructed as he began to walk again. "This just isn't right".

I followed him, unsure at what my dad had in mind. I hope he wasn't intending on catching the feral boy because the job would be a lot harder than it looks. My friend had somehow managed to adjust to living out in the wild but there were so many questions that I wanted to know. How did he survive winter? What other food did he eat when I am unable to bring him some? How long had he been out here? How old was he? And most of all, what was his name?

I am hoping to make the next chapter longer so bare with me. Also, for the next chapter, would you like a Carlisle POV or an inside to Jasper with his POV?

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