Hello everyone, this is my first fan fiction. If you don't like it, tell me what I can do better. The characters might be a little OOC. In this, it's the second term, and Jerome doesn't like Mara, so don't get confused. I don't own House of Anubis or any of its characters; I only own OCs and the plot. Hugs and kisses :D

I walked up to the beautiful, Victorian style house. It was as nice as the cab driver had said. I quickly checked my papers to make sure I was at the right place. Anubis House. I knocked on the door, and hoisted my suitcase next to me. The door opened to a pair of dark brown eyes, peering at me In suspicion.

"What is the password?" the accent sounded aristocratic, but also very fake. I almost laughed.

"Umm… I don't know…. I'm new around here." I replied nervously.

"Hmm." He said. A voice came from inside the house saying, "Alfie, let the poor girl inside. The boy, Alfie, opened the door wider. He was wearing a bright green t-shirt and dark jeans. I looked around to find a short woman with warm brown eyes and dark hair up to her shoulders.

"Hello, dear. I'm Trudy the house mother. And you are…?"

"Lynn Davids. I came from London."

She smiled and pointed towards a living area, telling me to sit until she found someone to show me around. Apparently, the groundskeeper named Victor was out. I walked into the doorway, and dragged the damned suitcase next to a chair, and sat down. All around me, people stared, until a girl with wavy blond hair came up.

"Hey, I'm Nina Martin."

"I'm Lynn Davids. Are you an American?" I couldn't hide the curiosity in my voice.

She laughed, "Yeah, I came last term." She moved back so the other students could say hello.

"Joy Mercer, nice to meet you." A small girl with tan skin and brown eyes said.

"Amber Millington. If you have a fashion emergency, you can talk to me." She had blond hair and blue eyes. She seemed nice enough, but not my type.

"I'm Mara Jaffray. I'm kind of the nerd around here." She had olive skin and hazel eyes. I couldn't help but like her.

"Patricia Williamson. I love your boots." She had a style similar to mine, with auburn hair and dark eyeliner. I was wearing a black concert t-shirt and skinny jeans, which were tucked into my combat boots. About a year ago I became obsessed with them (A/N: It's true ).

"Alfie Lewis." He said, winking at me.

"Fabian Rutter. I'm kind of a nerd too."

"Eddie Miller-Sweet," a boy with spiky blond hair said.

I smiled at all of them, happy to be living in this house. Everyone looked very nice.