Here it is! The new and improved, well, partically improved, first chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own House of Anubis, all rights go to Studio 100.

Patricia's POV

He is an arse to the extreme. Eddie Sweet is a complete and utter arse. How can he have the last name Sweet when he's a jerk? He's a player. He broke Amber's heart! She was always so happy! Now don't get me wrong, I'm not the biggest fan of her bubbly-ness, but sad Amber is so much worse than happy Amber! God, he's such an arse. Wait, actually God has completely nothing to do with this. Eddie is defiantly Satan's spawn. I mean, Jerome and Alfie aren't this bad, not even Victor could ever be this bad.
What gave him the idea to break Amber's heart, I don't know. Nina and Alfie are always comforting her, trying to mend that broken heart that Eddie had given her, while he's off being the arse he is. Yes, I realize that I've said arse about twenty thousand times, but you know what, WHO CARES? I, along with everyone else in this house, just want Eddison Sweet to rot in hell. Or in jail. Whichever one comes first. My feelings of hatred are possibly ten times worse than everyone else's feelings for him combined, it's only because he always tries to flirt with me!
Speak of the devil, here he comes. Well, then again, you know what they say, speak of the devil and he shall appear. Well, in this case I guess it's think of the devil and he shall appear.
"Hey yakker." He said, sending a wink at me. Instead of giving him a sarcastic remark, I just rolled my eyes; I really don't want him to be near me at the moment.
"What, yakker isn't yakking? That's the first." Eddie said, earning another eye roll. You have no idea how badly I just want to slap that smirk off his face.
"You're an arse." I said, getting straight to the point. What? I'm not gonna hide my feelings about him. I never have, and I never will. Does anyone know me to sugar coat things? Because I don't, and I never have.
"Now you're just hurting my feelings by calling me an arse, what did I ever do?" Eddie said, feigning shock. Goodness he is so irritating.
"You're an arse because of what you did to Amber! You're a player." I growled, intensifying my glare directed at him.
"I am not a player. And I don't have to tell you why I broke up with Amber other than I didn't like her." Eddie replied.
"Everyone at school knows that you're a player. And if you didn't like Amber, then why'd you date her? Huh? Just for her looks? That sounds like something a player would do." I shot back, he is not winning this.
"I didn't date her for her looks. I dated her because she was nice. Mostly." He said, shrugging and taking a bite of an apple. Slimeball.
"So you took advantage of the fact that she's nice? That's Slimeball like, too."
"Whatever. But I'm not a player."
"That's what a player would say."
"That's also what a non-player would say."
"No, a non-player wouldn't get accused of being a player."
"Alright, if I'm a player, let's play a game." Eddie said, capturing my attention.
"What are the rules of this game?" I asked curiously at his preposition.
"We'll be a couple. We'll sweet talk, play flight, talk 24/7, tell each other good morning and goodnight every day, take walks together, give each other nicknames, hang out with each other's friends, go on dates, talk on the phone all night long or text, hold each other, and hug and kiss." He said. That sounds so sappy and couple-y.
"And whoever falls in love first?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Loses." He said, confirming it with a nod of his head.
"Alright, I'll take you up on that deal." I said, smirking and shaking his hand. I hope that giant ego of his will be broken by the end of this. Wanna know why?

It's because he is totally going down.

So, I expanded it a little bit. Anyways, I just took down every single one of the chapters so I can do the Edited Version(: And in case you're wondering, no the rating hasn't changed at all. It's still rated high T.