(Part 2) Throughout the first whole half of the movie, she hugged her wolf and smiled with a light blush on her cheeks. Everytime her 'Rockstar Prince' appeared on the screen, she would blush a deeper shade. She had a crush on him and it was big. She would dance her toy wolf on her bed as her 'Rockstar Prince' sang each joyful song. But, she simply hugged him tight when her beloved crush sang a melancholy tune. It tugged at her heart's strings. Each and every time she watched that movie, that one song nearly brought her to tears. The look of hurt present in his eyes and sorrow in his words. But right now she was dancing her toy wolf to the sound of singing goblins and their king, along with a giggling baby. Never before would she actually act like that while watching a movie. She wouldn't dare act like that in public. But, this movie mad here feel so care-free and happy, she was barely able to contain it. Then, a sudden clatter was heard. She looked around her room only to find it just as it was before, nothing was different. She then looked to the tv. "What?" she thought as the screen held the heroin talking to a short man and the volume bars going down. She creeped of her bed to her tv to once again find the remote on the ground. She sat back up with a blank look on her face. She stood on her bed, her head nearly touching the ceiling, she took a deep breath and looked to her light switch. "Kya!" she shouted as she jumped into the air towards her light switch, landing with one foot on the ground and one behind her. She quickly turned the light on and turned around, breathing heavily and looking about her room. Nothing out of the ordinary. She tried remembering her little list of rules if there was a ghost. Rule number one being 'Do not try to contact the unknown'. So she acted calmly as she walked over to her remote and turned the volume back up. Luckily, she didn't miss much. She then casually sat it down on the tv again. She rubbed her neck and walked back to her light switch. She switched it off and took a running jump to her bed. She picked up her wolf toy and regained her seat at the head of the bed. Then something unexpected happend. A commercial. Melanie sighed and rubbed her eyes. Commercials were annoying and wore down her patience quickly. She started to sing Ne-yo's song 'Beautiful Monster'. Only changing up a verse or two. She sang and looked outside her window. The night sky was dark yet full of bright stars. The kind of night her friend Gretelle wouldv'e told her it was the perfect night for a vampire to seek his one true love. "He's a demon, handsome demon" she sang. "But I don't mind." She got up and opened her window, welcoming the cool air. "and I need him, said I need him. Handsome demon." Then the commercial cut to it's end. Melanie quickly got back to her bed and resumed her position. She soon forgot about the whole remote and ghost situation. She was watching the movie contently. Then, she felt a small pain in her chest. This was it. Here goes nothing. Her beloved 'Rockstar Prince' then sang his sad heartfelt song. She hugged her wolf toy tightly and nuzzled it. How it hurt to see him that way. She continued watching. Tears threatening to fall. Then, after a small dance party, the credits found their way onto the screen. Melanie whined and fell to her side on the bed. "Foolish girl." she whispered. She then quickly sat up and looked in her toy wolf's eyes. "He was only asking so little from her. He did all that, just for her, And she turned him down." She said, her face giving off an obvious look of disapproval. She got up from her bed and sat down her wolf on her bed. She turned away from it and balled her fists. "You know, if I were ever in a situation like that, I would go for the guy!" she announced her ego getting the best of her "I wouldn't turn him away. Heck, I would glady marry him!" "You would?" asked a voice behind her. She gasped and swiftly turned around. A stranger sat on the edge of her bed , on leg across the other, his chin rested in his gloved hand. He held her toy wolf in his other hand as he observed the stuffed animal with amethyst eyes. She took note of that instantly. Spiked black hair, pale skin, and shockingly purple eyes. Tall black leather boots completed with buckles, black slightly torn jeans, a tight fitting black shirt, a black leather jacker with dangerous looking spikes on the shoulders, a belt with a skull with horns and sharp teeth, black leather fingerless gloves, and 3 earings ranging from big to small in his left ear. "Wait." she thought."Are his ears pointed?" He looked towards her which made her freeze up. He was quite good-looking. But, she pushed that thought from her mind. "W-who are you?" she asked, somewhat nervous. He sat the toy wolf in his lap and smiled. "No way! S-sharp teeth!?" she shouted in her mind. His smile bared two sharp fangs at the top and bottom of his teeth. "Me?" he asked in a teasing tone. "Why, I'm the Boogie Man."