A/N: For those of you who think I am trying to keep to many stories going at once, be calmed. The other two or so are already finished. This one is just started. I'd like some feed back on what you all think about this idea. Thank you for reading this!

A/N 2: So yup. I am revising. Heavily. That means that I will cut a lot of the author notes in half or take out what I don't think is necessary. Not too much editing to the actual story though.

I DON'T OWN HOUSE OF ANUBIS!

ELAINA'S POV

My name is Elaina Martin. My twin sister is Nina Martin. We moved schools to over here two years ago. I was really glad. It was going to be a new and improved place to be and I wouldn't have Gran breathing down my throat. I could be free at last.

"Elaina," cried an exasperated voice next to me, "would you please stop typing so loudly? It's getting annoying!" The girl next to me, who looked exactly like me complained.

I sighed, shutting the lid to my laptop and looking over at my twin.

"Look Nina, we can't get there any faster," I muttered, sliding my laptop into my bag and leaning against the seat.

"Yes, but you typing was really getting on my nerves," she said, crossing her arms across her chest.

I sighed. "I bet you're just suffering from Fabina confinement." I laughed as she tried to punch me. Then I suddenly grew serious. "You know that they won't agree with it."

She stopped laughing and stared hard at the seat in front of us. "I know. But I don't get why. I mean, Dad's American, all that's different is that—"

"Dad is an American descendant of the king of Spain," I said, rolling my eyes. "Is it just because your schedule was always full of classes that a 'royal' has to take that you never spent any time in the library researching our family?"

"I never had any time! And I hate the fact that I had to be born first. And on the seventh and at seven in the seventh month! I just wish I wasn't so special!" she cried, burring her face in her hands.

I patted her back. "It's okay. Here at least, you can be safe. I just wish that we didn't have to take care of ourselves and constantly worry about being attacked."

I knew our conversation probably sounded crazy to our train mates, but what the hell, it was their own fault that they didn't know, and they should considered themselves lucky not to know what was going on.

FOUR HOURS LATER

"NINA! ELAINA! I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" yelled a pink blonde thing that engulfed us at the door. I wasn't too thrilled. I saw a Gothic girl standing at the top of the stairs with a British boy.

"Amber, stop suffocating them!" cried the Gothic girl, leaning over the banister.

"THANK YOU PATRICIA!" I cried, finally getting free from Amber's grip.

An African-American (what I would call that) and a tall blonde boy stood behind Patricia, who had come down the stairs, and Amber.

"Hey Alfie!" I said, referring to the first boy.

"Jerome, stay away from me!" cried Nina as Jerome tried to hug her. We all laughed and the boy who had been upstairs with Patricia frowned slightly.

"Jerome! You heard her!" he said, stepping down the stairs. I grinned.

"Hey Nina! Look it! It's your boyfriend, Fabian!" I mocked, acting like Fabian was a superstar. She made a face at me before smiling up at Fabian.

"Hey Fabian," she said, blushing madly. I laughed and got pulled away by Amber into the living room. I rolled my eyes before sitting on the couch next to a sports jock and an Asian girl.

"Hey you two still on?" I asked, pointing between the two of them.

They shook their heads repeatedly no.

"I'm with Jerome now," said the Asian girl. "Mick's just a friend," she continued, referring to the boy next to me.

"Yea, Mara's just a friend. I'm with Joy now," echoed Mick. I laughed slightly at the strangeness of it all.

"Whatever you say," I muttered, looking over at the mentioned Joy. I sneered. "Hi."

"Hi, Elaina," she said just as coldly to me. I glared at her and looked away.

Let me explain. I was okay with Joy in the first year, then in the second year she started being a bitch to Nina so I hated her. Nina, the "perfect" girl, made up with her. But I refuse to do so, as I think that she is a total bitch for whatever she ever did, or will do. She ruined her chances with me. For life.

"Hey…" cut in Amber. "So, Elaina, what did you and Nina do over the summer?"

"Visited our Gran and went to Washington D. C," I answered, bored.

"That is so amazing!" cried Mara. "What was it like?"

"From me? Boring, but interesting. To Nina: The most wonderful thing in the whole wide universe!" I mimicked Nina's voice. The room laughed. Nina and Fabian came in, with slight blushes on their faces, which just made us all laugh harder.

"Nina? Have you seen my books?" I asked as we were unpacking, digging through my bags frangically.

"Err…not yet. I still have one bag yet. You?" she asked, shuffling through something on the bottom bunk that we shared.

"Yea, one more. It's your's though," I answered, tossing the bag of Nina's things to the ground and leaning over the edge of my bunk. "I guess that's mine then," I grabbed the bag out of her hands before she could open it.

I plopped it onto the blankets on my bed and unzipped it.

Surprised at the paper on the top, I carefully unfolded it and read,

Elaina-

Hello Sweetie! We miss you ever so much! We hope that you can come home for Christmas. Your parents want you back I guess. I will be there so you don't have to worry. Everything will be taken care, of so don't worry one bit girls! I hope I included everything you asked for and all that you packed. I wish you a happy school year!

-Gran

I put the note down on the bed next to the bag and took out the top book. The History of—

"NINA! ELAINA!" hissed Amber from the other side of the room, I dropped the book back into the bag and zipped it shut. No one should see those books. "Are you two done with unpacking?"

I nodded and assumed Nina did too.

"Good. We're having a midnight Sibuna meeting," she answered, beckoning us to the door. I rolled my eyes and jumped off the bunch, making Nina cringe and Amber shush me.

"Victor couldn't have heard that," I hissed.

"Mara or Joy could have!" cried Nina, standing up next to me. "Let's go before Victor decides to make a tour of the rooms." We all nodded and crossed the hall to the attic where we found Patricia, Alfie, and Fabian waiting for us.