Hey darlings! So you might recognize my account from two of my terrible fanfics which I will soon be deleting! I got this idea after House of Anubis became available on Netflix (goodbye social life!) I absolutely hate the 3rd season and basically everything about it. I thought about redoing it before, but didn't think I was up to it. Now I think I might be. Each chapter will be titled as the show names the episodes, although I think I'll make every two chapters an "episode" we shall say. Hope you enjoy. On with the story!
House of Family
(Nina's POV)
My legs were crossed as I sat in the plush seats of the train. My iPhone rested on my fold-out table, which I should probably fold up. After doing so, I unlocked my phone, and was instantly taken to my messages. The last one I had received from Eddie was listed at the top.
Cant make it! Sorry! Dad wanted to meet earlier. Have a good first day Chosen One, don't get kidnapped without me! ;)
I smiled as I read the message again. After he had found out that he was my Osirian, Eddie couldn't help but crack a joke every chance he got. We all had different ways with dealing with life-changing knowledge. After the term ended, I learned that Eddie's hometown was only twenty minutes away from my own. Since all my other friends were in England, Eddie and I became really close, practically like brother and sister. It felt nice. Growing up as an only child, I never had the comfort of having an older brother to protect me. While that older brother may be a complete and utter goofball with the emotional range of a teaspoon, it was still nice having him around. Every time Eddie came to my town, the girls would swoon over him, or give me the evil eye, falsely assuming that he was my boyfriend. Luckily, Fabian and Patricia both came to visit for a week and Patricia made every girl grow quiet in fear of what she might do to them. Patricia Williamson, very lady-like. Amber visited too, and was thoroughly disappointed when she got here. She assumed I lived in California or New York, not boring old Ohio. But everyone was so intrigued by the "strange world which is England" that she became an instant superstar, which she enjoyed. Tons of boys flirted with her, but she turned them all down. Who knew that The Amber Millington would turn down every guy just to be with the one she truly liked? And for that guy to be Alfie, was truly a surprise to all of us. Gran loved my stories about school, which, little did she know, were actually true.
Eddie and I were supposed to be taking the same transport all the way to school, but his dad had arranged for him to come earlier, completely last minute. He asked me if I wanted him to turn it down, but I told him no. If I had a chance to be with my parents, I'd take it. Although it was a bit lonely, the nostalgia of everything was a bit overwhelming. I rode on the same airline, sat in the same seat, and was greeted by the same captain on the plane. I slept on the plane, so I was groggy and tired when I boarded the train. Everything here seems the same too, now that I think about it. Two little boys with action figures run down the aisle, ignoring their mother's calls for them to stop, and I'm instantly reminded of Alfie and Jerome. Without their daily pranks and jokes, it was a bit dreary back home. Eddie was funny, but he was no replacement for the British Shaggy and Scooby.
My phone began to ring and vibrate, clearly a sign of someone calling me. The picture showed one of my best friends. A funny blonde, who truly proved that everyone is full of surprises. I slide to answer, and put my phone to my ear.
"Hey Amber," I say.
"NINA!" she screams into the phone.
"No need to shout Amber, I'm not deaf," I say.
"Everyone's here but you and Joy. Fabian's been asking if you've arrived every five minutes, and he still doesn't know that he can call you. Sometimes it's so hard to be the one with the brains," Ambers tells me, which causes me to lightly chuckle.
"I'm on the train, Ambs. I'll be there soon. Tell everyone that I miss them and can't wait to see them soon!" I tell her. I get no response at first, but then I hear a faint yelling.
"People can't see you nod over the phone!" It's undoubtedly Jerome.
"Oh right! I'll tell them Neens, don't worry. See you when you get here!" Amber says and hangs up. I turn off my phone and lean back in my seat. My friends, how did I ever survive the summer without them?
We come to a stop about five minutes later, and I'm the only one to get off. The conductor wishes me a good trip and tips his hat. I wish him a good day, and then step off the train. I'm instantly struck by a soft breeze, something I rarely feel back home. I inhale the sweet England air, which doesn't smell of fish and chips and tea, despite popular belief. I pull up the handle of my suitcase, to which my American flag sticker has been reapplied, and roll it to the other side of the train station. Unlike my first time here, there are actually people here and a small coffee shop as well. I look for some familiar faces, but find nothing. I order a small iced coffee, and wait outside. I arrived a bit early this time, about 20 minutes before my cab is scheduled to arrive. I turn on my phone and check all my texts and it seems Fabian has finally remembered that he has my number because I have a couple of texts from him, and Patricia as well.I text them both back, telling them that I should be there soon. I call Gran and tell her that I've gotten here alright, and that I'm still scared out of my mind. She reassures me that I shouldn't be scared, and to just have a good term. I tell her I love her and then hang up. I then begin to play Temple Run and I've just beaten my high score when my cab pulls up. I've just finished my iced coffee so I throw that away. My driver opens their door. A woman in her late thirties with light-blonde hair and honey brown eyes emerges. I'm a bit sad that it's not the kind white-haired man I met on my first day.
"Nina Martin?" she asks.
"That's me!" I say, everything happening almost exactly as it did when I first came to England. My driver takes my bag and tells me that the rest of my things have arrived at Anubis House. I breathe a sigh a relief. I had been worried that I might not be placed in the same house, although I had last year.
I step into the cab; same as I did on the first day of school, although the butterflies I had felt in my stomach had greatly diminished, but were still there. My driver seemed to notice my anxiety.
"Nervous?" she asks.
"Completely. This is my third term here, but I feel like it's my first time again," I tell her.
" I know how you feel. My family moved around a lot. I lived in a different house practically every year," she says.
"Did you ever get butterflies?" I ask.
"More like swarms of locust. I begged my mother to let me stay home every first day at a new school," she tells me.
"Then how'd you get over it?" I ask, curiously.
"I just learned that there were more important things to be afraid of. Bugs, sharks, zombies, aliens, that sort of thing." This brings a small giggle from me. At the mention of aliens, I'm reminded of Alfie and how obsessed he was about them in our first year. There's nobody quite like him in Cleveland
"Well here we are Nina," the cab driver says as we approach the school. I open my door and take my suitcase out. I pay the driver, and she wishes me a good term as she drives away. I pull up the handle and start walking to Anubis House. I see some students from other houses running about, but no one from my own house. I walk until I'm standing in front of Anubis house. A smile begins to spread across my face, as it did last year. I hear the sound of footsteps, and whip my head to where it came from. I'm greeted by a familiar face.
"Hello Joy," I say as nicely as possible.
"Hey Nina," Joy says with a small wave. I feel like the awkwardness of this situation is practically tangible.
"Look, I know how incredibly awkward this must be," I say at last, "but I just want to thank you. Thank you for saving me last term. You really didn't have to."
"What kind of human being would I be if I didn't?" she says. "And I'm sorry for all the terrible things I did to you because I was jealous. I'm sorry. I had a crush on Fabian for the longest time, even though it was really obvious that he didn't like me."
"Come on Joy, any guy would be lucky to have you. Everything happens for a reason. I'm sure you'll find your prince charming soon," I reassure her. She gives a small nod.
"But since we are both chosen ones, kind of, I think we should try and get along. Plus we have the same birthday and it would be awful for us to celebrate by ourselves," Joy adds and I start to laugh. We walk up the steps in sync. We each pull on one of the double doors, but I hear a voice in my head.
"It is not over. You need each other now," the voice says and it is unmistakably Sarah.
Dun Dun Dun! Bet you didn't see that coming! So I think I'll portray everyone as nice in this story, with the occasional sass. Brownie points for whoever can find my famous British reference I guess you could call it.
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~Pakistani girl is out! Peace!~