I know- I'm busy with my other stories, but this story is original and I just couldn't help it.

IMPORTANT: The outfits are on my PROILE! Check them out! :)

I don't own House of Anubis.

Nina's POV

I stepped through the doors and felt eyes on me. A lot of eyes. I tried to ignore them, stepping lightly into the school cafeteria, the heels on my shoes making loud clacking noises as I walked passed three girls, all in brown dresses.

My dress made me feel like a princess, with it's blue folds of color, blue belt under the chest, and above that squads of fake diamonds. My hair was curled in glossy riglets, tied in a sleek bun and held together with a large silver pendant. Not to mention my blue high heels, blue mask, and diamond ring that Gran gave me. I flashed back to the moment she gave it to me.

"So, you're going to the Masquarade dance, hoping to catch the eye of your crush- what's his name, Fabian?" Gran had asked me, her kind blue eyes twinkling.

"Yeah. But he could go out with Joy if he really wanted to," I said, and Gran's eyes lit up- she had a brilliant idea.

"Nina- I have something to show you," She whispered, scurrying out of the room and coming back quickly, holing a tiny velvet box. She slowly lifted the lid, and when I saw what was inside I gasped. There, in the small slit, was a ring; but not just any old ring, but a white-gold one with a glittary diamond that shimmered in the light.

I stared at the beautiful ring. "This was your great-grandmother's. It was her wedding ring, and then mine, and finally your mother's. She had it on the morning of the accident, but it survived without as much as a scratch or burn. So I suppose that the ring has some kind of magic in it. And now, it's yours. Remember to only wear it when neccesary, until you are married. Impress that Fabian guy, he's yours already and I can tell." She said, patting my hand, the one that held the ring.

Immediatly I spotted Amber: a strapless hot pink dress,a pink and black mask with a flower to the side, hot pink shoes with a bedazzled heel, but you should have seen her eyes. They were done up in eyeshadow, obviously, but she did a smoky eye- with fuschia and purple and a sparkly magenta. It was really pretty and dramatic and everything, but it was definiantly an 'attention grabber.'

I edged a little closer until my best friend noticed me. Then she saw me and made her way over.

"Oh my God, I love your dress!" Amber said.

"Thanks," I whispered. Her eyes widened.

"Nina?" My name sounded alien in her mouth. "Is that really you in there?" When I nodded, she unleashed a huge grin. "You look amazing! Fabian will ask you to dance for sure."

"I hope so... but you look great, too, Amber," I said sincerely, the edges of my lips turning up into a smile.

"If you think I look good, just look at Patricia!" We turned to look at Patricia and Mara, who were talking to each other.

Patricia was wearing a one-shoulder purple mini dress and she had on a dangly black beaded necklace, a black mask that looked a little feline-like somehow, black heels, and a ring with thick a black band of black diamonds in-between two thin strips of regular white diamonds. She had on a little pink lipstick and she did a smoky eye, too- minus the bright colors. Patricia looked really, really pretty, I could see a few guys looking at her out of the corner of their eyes.

Mara burst out laughing at something Patricia said, and I turned my attencion to her.

She was wearing a one-shoulder mini dress, like Patricia, but they looked completely differant. For one, she was dressed from head to toe in black-and-white. The abdomen of her dress was white with lacy black roses, and the skirt was white with a black ruffle. She had black and white bangles on her arm that clattered together when she moved. Her mask was white, her high-heels were black with a flower on them, and her make-up was natural. Her hair was curly (as always), and styled to go over her right shoulder.

"Everyone looks incredible," I decided.

"Tell me about it!" said Amber. "Now I'm going to go vote for prom queen- and I'm not even going to vote for myself!" That was pretty much the ultimate sacrafice, so I gave her another smile.

I stood there, alone, for another minute, scanning the crowd. Then I saw him- Fabian, dressed in a tuxedo (like every other guy), with a white Phantom of the Opera mask taking up half of his face.

He was talking to a girl with a lavender dress, shoes, and her mask was lavender, gold, and had a splash of red. Her hair was tied back, half up and half down.

The only part of the conversation I heard was "You're so funny!" before I interrupted.

"Hi," I said. "Can I stand here for a while? I'm-"

"Alriiiiiight," cut in the American DJ over the microphone. "It's time to slow things down a little bit. Now, ask that special someone to dance, and hold them close." A slow song started to play, and the groups startd to thin out. People started dancing together. The Girl In Lavender was about to say something, but a blonde guy swooped in and asked her to dance, and soon they were both on the ballroom dance floor, but she was dissapointed.

Fabian eyed me, probably wonedering when I would go away.

I had just about wandered off when he said, "Want to dance?" I nodded, too happy for words, and took his hand.

He led me onto the dance floor and we began to sway. I expected it to be awkward, but instead it was fantastic. We just talked, mainly about Science.

"Do you mind me asking why you're wearing such a big diamond to a dance?" Fabian asked.

"Well, my grandmother gave it to me. She said to wear it for luck and that it had been in my family for generations. So..." I shrugged, before grinning jokingly. "At least my face isn't covered up in an old-school mask."

"You're really easy to talk to, you know?" Fabian laughed.

"You too." I said, smiling.

And then it happened. He leaned over to me and kissed me! For I second I was too surprised to do anything- but then I kissed back. It was simply incredible. There were sparks, threatening to fly everywhere, and eveything melted away. When he pulled back, I was slightly light-headed.

The clock struck twelve. "Oh, God, I'm sorry, but I have to go back home! I'll see you around?"

Before he could say anything, I bolted away from Fabian and rushed back to the house, not stopping until I was in my room. I stayed there, panting, for a second before I pulled out my laptop from under my bed and logged into Skype.

This was the reason I was home- to video-chat with my BAF, Best American Friend, Gina Hollowart.

"I had to leave early," I said immediatly to the face on my screen.

Gina is Spanish and Indian. Her skin is a rich brown, her hair is long and glossy and black, and her eyes are big bowls of melted Hershey kisses. She speaks perfect English, and had teeth that are bright against her dark skin. In case you don't get what I'm trying to get at, I'll just say it- she's beautiful.

"You did?" She asked, and her eyes filled with sympathy. "I'm sorry. It's just that this is the only time I can talk to you, and we only get to see each other every two weeks..."

"I'm not mad, Gina. Actually, I'm happy to see you. Let me tell you all the details..." I noticed something. "Hey, where's my ring?"

"I didn't see it," my BAF said.

I looked down at my bare finger. "Oh no," I groaned. "I think I left it at the dance!"

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