“Do you know Jung?” Surbert asked.

“Umm does he go to Laper Home Highschool?” Dem asked with a smile.

“Yes he does,” Surbert said patting Dem’s leg.

“Then yes I know him. He is my Step-brother,” he pushed her hand away, then poked her. 

“Oh nice. He is so good at poems,” she smiled. 

“Hah sure he is,” he replied slowly.

“He is,” Surbert said.

“Well iv never heard his poems before. He doesn’t let me,” he replied as he got up and walked around the room.

“Never? I get to hear them all the time,” she said as she watched Dem. At that moment Dem as pulling a random book out of her bookself.

“Midnight Black and the Seven Vampires,” he read aloud. “Is it ok if I read some off it out loud?”

“Of course.” she smiled.

“Once there was a boy, a prince, named Midnight Black. He had the hearts of the ladies but thats not who he wanted. His step-father had a magic bottle of beer. Every day he asked the Bottle who was the Fairest of the land. It always said he was until one day.

‘Bottle Bottle on the desk, who is the Fairest of the land?’ the evil King asked the bottle.

‘A boy of 17.’ the Bottle replied.

‘Who is he?’ the king asked.

‘He has longish white hair. Dressed in rags. Does the cleaning. Moods Black as Midnight with no moon,’ the bottle said.

‘Midnight Black!” gasped the King.” Demonic read.