It has been waaayyy too long since I've posted anything. I know, i seem like I've dropped off the face of the earth. but i'm sorta back with this new story for HoA. I really don't have a lot else to say, and i honestly don't really know where this is going, but it was inspired by "something more" by Aly and Aj. Soo... go on and read.

IMPORTANT! READ!

Okay, this isn't majorly importent, but in case anyone's confused about room assignments: Trudy cleared out a room that was used for storage, so Joy and Patricia moved in there, leaving Mara to have her own room. That's why anubis house was assigned another girl aka Andy. Okay, now read. :)

With a final calming breath, I resigned myself to whatever fate may lay before me behind the large wooden door of Anubis house and rang the bell. It was almost immediately answered by a motherly woman, who invited me in excitedly. I stepped into a vast front hall, filled with students—my new house-mates to be exact.

Trudy, as the woman had introduced herself as, started telling me the students' names, but I hardly heard, as I was only staring at one. He had blond hair and blue eyes—eyes I'd seen before.

Jerome, I thought wonderingly, trying to communicate silently through my eyes, Jerome, is that really you? Are you really here, or am I imagining things?

The boy blinked at me, as if studying me as much as I was him. "Andy?" He asked quietly, though he still drew the attention of all the others'. I brightened up immediately at hearing my name. I really wasn't imagining it! I nodded excitedly, but still shyly. I hadn't seen him in years; maybe he had changed. I waved, smiling widely.

"You know her?" another boy asked, disbelievingly.

Jerome nodded nonchalantly. "Yeah, she was Poppy's best friend when we were in elementary school."

I used to sneak into his room to pull pranks on him when I stayed over with Poppy. I signed, hoping someone knew sign language. I was surprised, but pleased, when the dark haired boy who'd spoken earlier laughed a little. Jerome was gaping at me.

"You did that? I always blamed Poppy!" I let out streams of silent giggles, watching as everyone looked to the brown haired boy for an explanation.

"What? He asked, shrugging, "sign language can be useful."

"Are. You. Deft?" a blonde haired girl asked slowly and loudly. Another girl put her hand on the blonde's shoulder.

"If she is deft, yelling won't help." I giggled noiselessly again.

"She can hear just fine," Jerome butted in. "she doesn't talk."

"You mean she's mute?" a girl with thick, dark blonde hair asked. I shook my head.

No, I can talk, but I don't. I signed, the brown haired boy translating.

"Why not?" asked an athletic-type blond. I looked away and shook my head, and everyone got the message it was a sore subject.

As everyone started to disperse, moving slowly into the dining room where super was to be served soon, I walked closer to Jerome. He smirked down at me; man had he gotten tall. "The hair's different," he commented, and I immediately grabbed my locks self-consciously, and raised my eyebrows in question. "I like it," he continued, "It suits you."

I smiled, feeling my cheeks heat up, as Jerome grabbed one of my bags. "Your room's upstairs. I'll show you."

As he set my bag down on my bed, I couldn't help but feel an odd wave of déjà vu, even in this strange new place. I simply couldn't figure out where it'd come from.

"So what are you doing here anyways?" Jerome asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Last I saw you, we were in fourth grade and you were headed off on a plane to America."

Aw, you remembered! I teased him, before answering. I went to school there, then Canada, Spain, Germany, Japan, and then Italy. After a year there, I decided I wanted to come back, so I applied for a scholarship, and here I am.

Finally I finished and gestured around the room, as if proving, I really was right in front of him.

"Why'd you move around so much?" he asked as we started heading down the stairs. A smirk spread across my face.

Guess.

"Did you get expelled?" he asked, his voice a mix of mock disappointment and admiration. "What did you do?"

I shrugged nonchalantly. Just some pranks. Those headmasters had no sense of humor.

Jerome laughed as we entered the common room. "A little self-restraint here, huh? We don't need you getting expelled again, do we?"

I grinned at him. You shouldn't have taught me so well.

He returned my grin as we sat down on one of the leather couches. "You may be right."

I wracked my brain for the names of the few students already scattered about the dining and living room. Jerome, as always, knowing what I was thinking, pointed each out to me in turn. "That's Nina and Fabian over at the end of the table, Mara's over there reading, Alfie's on his lap top, and Patricia and Joy are helping Trudy in the kitchen…And here comes Amber now."

The blonde came in the room and stopped right in front of us. "Okay, you have to tell me who does your hair. The dye is so cool. Not that I would dye my hair, but anyone who can dye someone's hair that awesomely, has got to be an awesome stylist. And I love your outfit by the way; the gray and white totally make your hair stand out. But it a good way, you know? So anyways…who does your hair? I really must know!"

I blinked for a second, overwhelmed, before answering. I do…

Amber turned to Jerome, who rolled his eyes and translated.

"No way! You've got to tell me all about it later. Well not really tell…" she trailed off for a second. "Anyways, we'll figure something out. You should come to mine a Nina's room after dinner. It'll be loads of fun." And with that she headed off, just as Trudy called dinner.

This'll be interesting… I thought as everyone made their way to the table. At least there won't be a boring moment here…

What did you think? I really want to know cuz it's been forever sinse I've writen anything. I don't think I'll continue this in no one is actually reading this, so if you like it review, if you don't, go ahead and review anyways. :) Slow beginning I know, but this takes place i guess between the first and second seasons, but if i do continue this, i will have actual mystery, just not one like in the show...

But you guys don't want to listen to me rant. Here's a quick profilish thing on Andy for anyone intrested:

full name: Andromeada Dare

hair: goes about midway down her back and is rich purple at the roots that fades to bubble-gum pink at the tips.

eyes: blue

R'nR

~Crimson Kitty :)