“Can we have sparkly tiaras?” begged Molly.
“Oooh, yes, a tiara with lots of shiny jewels?” Polly added cutely.
Buffy glared at the twins and pulled a scary face. A sparkly tiara was the
The shop assistant rushed the twins away from the scary snake, leaving Aunt Sarah glaring at Buffy, who was now holding Freddie limply in her hands.
“Buffy! How could you do that?” demanded Aunt Sarah crossly.
“Er, er, it sort of slipped out of my rucksack,” Buffy mumbled.
“Nonsense, you put it there to scare the twins. It’s exactly the kind of scary thing you like to do,” Aunt Sarah added knowingly. “I let you off when you scared the twins with the eyeball but this is going too far. Any more of this nonsense and you will
“We’re going to choose the flowers next and I don’t want to see Freddie in the florist shop just because
As the wedding day got nearer Buffy didn’t have time for scary tricks. She had to buy wedding shoes and have her long hair trimmed. There were
“WOW! I could do some excellent scares with that,” she thought.
“Mum, can I have this?” she asked sweetly.
“You’ve got quite enough scary things,” Mrs Vine replied.
“Please,
“Somebody’s spilt ink all over our books!” they cried.
The class teacher dashed up to their desk. “WHAT ink?” she asked. “I can’t see any ink.”
Tina and Lucy stopped spluttering and looked at the table where their books were neatly laid out alongside their crayons and pencils.
“I do wish you two would stop making a fuss about nothing,” said the class teacher.
“But there
“Oh, you should have seen your faces!” laughed Buffy.
Lucy winked at Tina as if to say, We can’t wait to see
The wedding day dawned, wild and blustery. Mum took Buffy over to Aunt Sarah’s house, where she stayed to help dress all three bridesmaids. Molly and Polly were already there, dancing around the house in their frilly petticoats, wild with excitement.
“Thank goodness I’ve got one older bridesmaid,” said Aunt Sarah. “At least you’ll be sensible, won’t you Buffy?”
Buffy nodded.
“She’s promised not to play any scary tricks,” Mum added.
“Good!” exclaimed Aunt Sarah. “I’m scared enough as it is!”
Mrs Vine got the bridesmaids into their dresses, then left them with the hairdresser who’d come to the house to do everybody’s hair.
The twins, of course, wanted lots of curls all fluffed out around their shiny little faces. When the hairdresser suggested curls for the big bridesmaid, Buffy said, “I’d like my hair long and straight, please.”
“YUK! You
“You all look lovely!” sighed Mum with tears in her eyes. “Just like little angels.”
“Buffy’s too scary to be an angel!” squeaked Polly.
The wind thundered around the church and rattled the stained glass windows.
When the bride and groom walked out of the church the wind whooshed round them, sending Aunt Sarah’s veil flying up like a misty cloud.
The photographer was frantically dashing around trying to take shots of the guests before the wind blew their hats off! Buffy and the twins had their photographs taken with the bride and groom, then the photographer called for all the ushers.
Bored with standing on the church path, Buffy wandered into the churchyard. As she made her way along a row of gravestones she saw a light flickering behind one of them. Filled with curiosity, Buffy hurried over, but as soon as she got close the light went out. Buffy peeped behind the gravestone but there was nothing there. Strange, she thought. Then she saw the flickering light shining out from behind an old yew tree. Buffy ran towards the tree but just as she reached it the light faded … then she heard something that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. It was a low moaning sound which grew louder and louder. Buffy wanted to run but she was too scared to move.
“OOOOOOOO!”
“Wh-h-h-ho’s there?” squeaked Buffy.
“OOOOOOOO!” continued the moaning.
“Wh-wh-wh-what do you want?” Buffy’s eyes widened with fright.
“HAHHHHH!”
To Buffy’s amazement, two figures dressed in billowing white jumped out from behind the yew tree and ran towards her.
“WE WANT YOU!!!” they howled.
“AHHHHH!” went Buffy, and ran screaming up the path.
Hearing the noise, the entire wedding party looked round and saw Buffy heading towards them, with her dark hair flying around her deadly white face.
“Help! There are ghosts in the graveyard!” she yelled.
Mrs Vine ran to her daughter and held her tight. “Buffy, Buffy,” she soothed. “There aren’t any ghosts.”
“Yes, there are,” insisted Buffy. “There are two over there behind that tree.”
She turned and pointed to the yew tree, but the only thing that moved was the wind in the branches.
“There
Mrs Vine led her trembling daughter back into the church, where she sat her down in the flower room.
“Here, drink this,” she said, as she handed Buffy a glass of water.
Buffy shuddered. “They were wearing white and they made a horrible moaning noise,” she said.
“What kind of white thing were they wearing?” asked Mrs Vine curiously.
“Long white things, like sheets,” Buffy replied.
“Were they anything like
“You horrible girls!!” gasped Buffy, as she saw Tina and Lucy. “You played a trick on me!”
The two girls looked at Buffy and burst into fits of giggles.
“Well, it serves you right. You should have seen your face!” cried Tina.
“You looked as white as a ghost!” laughed Lucy.
“You scared me!” cried Buffy.
“How many times have you scared
Buffy had learned her lesson…
Or had she?
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