this is my first story. :)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own House of Anubis and any of the characters.


Prologue:

(the day Patricia, Alfie and Jerome planned Nina's "initiation" )

Patricia's POV:

We were sitting on a circle in Jerome and Alfie's room.

The plan was perfect. It was just enough to scare the little American. I can't wait!

"Uhh, Patricia? Are you sure about this?" Jerome asked.

"Why, yes Jerome! Why would you think I'll back out of this? All the details of Joy's disappearance point to her!" I screamed.

I stood up and walked to the door swiftly but Jerome was faster, he quickly gripped my wrist. It tingled from his touch.

"Woah, keep your calm Patricia." Jerome said as Alfie muffled his laughter with his hand.

"What are you laughing at?" I glared at him.

"I think you are being a little too creepy and naturally mean, you know." Jerome said seriously.

"What does that mean?" I asked him confusedly.

"Nothing." He said.

Alfie was still laughing by himself but I let him be. He's always like that anyway.

"What's wrong about being mean to some American newbie?" I asked.

"I don't know. I mean she's new and she's kinda cute and hot." He said as he stood up to pace around the room while Alfie stopped laughing. My heart broke.

"Dude!" Alfie shouted. "You haven't told me that!"

"So you fancy her?" I said hoping he would say no. I love him. I loved him since I saw him pull a prank on Amber. How could he be so stupid? How could he not sense that I like him?

He just continued pacing and staring at his leather shoes.

"Ooooooh. Jerome likes the American" I tried again making my voice a little witchy.

"So, do you like her?" Alfie asked. Jerome stopped pacing and he lifted his head.

"Too early to tell, mate." He replied. Good, I thought.

"That's good because I think Fabian got to her first." I replied remembering the look Fabian had when he saw her running before she bumped into me.

"Well, we should go to supper then." Jerome said in a defeated voice. At least were not sure about him fancying Nina, I thought.

"Oh, but when should we tell her?" I added before standing up.

"Tomorrow." Jerome said.


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