One day, I was sorting through the drawers in our bedroom to search for something to play with. I searched and searched for ages. I found a piece of chewed bubble gum, three pencils and a notebook, when all of sudden, something caught my eye: an orange hardback book with Luke’s trademark full moon scar symbol on it. There was a sticky note on it, which read, in crude purple pen writing: “Luke’s Diary - Do Not Read!” I was excited and curious to see a diary with Luke’s trademark symbol on it, as his symbol meant business. I sniffed it - it had Luke’s trademark werewolf meat smell. I thought it smelt half-bad, but as if on cue, Luke came in. “Sophie…are you reading my diary?” Quickly I hid the diary behind my back. “Er…no, not yet!” I whimpered, giggling. “I’ll get you for this!” cried Luke, and he partially transformed his hands into werewolf claws and chased after me.
We chased each other for hours, all around the living room, the kitchen, the garden and finally back upstairs into the bedroom, where we leapt onto the bed and laughed. “Oh, oh…” laughed Luke. When he finally caught his breath, he said, “Just kidding. You can read my diary. In fact, we can read it together.” “Yay!” I cheered. Then, my mood changed immediately. “What’s in your diary?” “The times when we joined the CBBC Club.” said Luke. “The CBBC Club? What’s that?” “It’s for those who want to find their fame on TV. We hang out there, we play games, we enjoy meals…and then, the paid actors came.” “Paid actors?” “Yeah, actors who’ll replace us for Season 2…only Aunt Frankie and Six got starring roles, and they were beaten and whipped on set whenever they got it wrong. Now they’re in a safe environment with you.” I felt sorry for Luke and hugged him.
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