Note: This is a crossover between my two fav things. House of Anubis and Uglies trilogy. House of anubis is season 1 and the main character from it is Patricia Williamson my fav. Uglies is Shay's Story starring the Crims: Zane (stretch), Shay (skinny), Croy (freckles), Astrix (mouse), and Ho (squirt).

Plot: Patricia gets captured by thugs who also caught the Crims. They get placed into a place with a creepy old woman who says she's their grandmother. What happens when her plan is to make them pretty?

Note: I don't have couples prepped. There might be some later. I just really want to put a twist to the Uglies world. House of Anubis is awsome, I luv it! Also, Joy never left and Nina is around, I should mention it.

Patricia's POV

I woke up with a bloody headache. I got dressed in an unusual outfit for me. A leather jacket, a t-shirt, jeans and my usual shoes. One look at the shoes and I threw them against the wall. Joy then stirred and rolled over. I frustratingly searched through my closet/ mess on floor. I found black combat boots and shrugged to myself. I slipped them on. I iron straightened my hair. I added dark purple hair extensions.

Today was a no school day so I smiled. I walked down the stairs. I looked up at Victor's office. He was busy talking to his stupid bird. I pulled my ipod out of my jacket pocket. I put them in and scrolled through. I found a song called, "Take a Hint" I played it and hummed along with it.

I noticed everyone but Joy was up and dressed in clothes. "I notice Trixie is in a good mood today." Jerome said smirking.

"Whatever, slimeball." I replied sitting down still humming to the song.

The song seemed to be on infinite play.

"Wow, Trixie. New fashion statement huh?" Jerome tried again.

I ignored him as I sat there.

"Trixie, no evil remarke eh?"

"Evil?" I glared, "What's your problem?"

"Ooh, looks like Patricia is angry." Jerome said again. He was annoying the crap out of me.

I stood up finally, "Slimeball, I have something to tell you."

"What is it, Trixie?"

If you thought I couldn't sing then death to you.

"How about a song, slimeball?"

"Okay...?" He said questionably.

"Why am I always hit on the boys I never like

I can always see 'em coming, from the left or from the right.

I don't want to be a priss, I'm just try'na be polite

But it always seems to bite me in the-

Ask me for my number, yeah, you put me on the spot

You think that we should hook-up, but I think that we should not.

You had me at hello, then you opened up your mouth

And that is when it started going south

Oh!

Get your hands off my hips, 'fore I'll punch you in the lips

Stop your staring at my- Hey!

Take a hint, take a hint

No you can't buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think

I think you could use a mint

Take a hint, take a hint

La, La, La...

T-take a hint, take a hint

La, La, La...

I guess you still don't get it, so let's take it from the top

You asked me what my sign is, and I told you it was Stop

And if I had a dime for every name that you just dropped

You'd be here and I'd be on a yacht

Oh!

Get your hands off my hips, 'fore I'll punch you in the lips

Stop your staring at my- Hey!

Take a hint, take a hint

No you can't buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think

I think you could use a mint

Take a hint, take a hint

La, La, La...

T-take a hint, take a hint

La, La, La...

What about "no" don't you get

So go and tell your friends

I'm not really interested

It's about time that you're leavin'

I'm gonna count to three and

Open my eyes and

You'll be gone

One

Get your hands off my-

Two.

Or I'll punch you in the-

Three.

Stop your staring at my- Hey!

Take a hint, take a hint

I am not your missing link

Let me tell you what I think

I think you could use a mint

Take a hint, take a hint

Take a hint, take a hint

Woah!

Get your hands off my hips, 'fore I'll punch you in the lips

Stop your staring at my- Hey!

Take a hint, take a hint

La, La, La...

T-take a hint, take a hint

La, La, La..."

Slimeball gapped after I finished singing. Everyone did. I grabbed the orange juice pitcher and poured it on Jerome. I stormed out of the room.

Later...

"Trudy?"

"Yes, Patricia?"

"Can I go out for a walk? It'll only be for a half an hour?"

"Sure, just sign out."

"Already did."

"Then go."

I walked outside and then I heard a rustle in the trees. "Who's there?"

"I am. I heard all about you Patricia. Your special." A guy said after he came out of the darkness.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Rufus Zeno. As I said before your special."

"No, get away from me you creep!" I said backing away.

I backed into another guy, "I won't hurt you but I will if I have to."

"Get away from me!"

"Patricia! Listen to me."

I stared really scared at him. I normally wouldn't but the other guy really creeped me out.

"Okay, what do you want." I asked obviously knowing I can't get out of this.

"I want you to come with us."

"Leave, look who's the chump. Trying to take me with you."

"I didn't want to revert to the hard way but you left me with no choice."

"What am I going to do about the leave?"

"Sweet knows. A family emergency so you'll be with me."

"Great, a fun time with you."

"You're coming with me if you like it or not!" Rufus grabbed my arm.

"Let me go!" I yelled shaking Rufus off and ran back to the house.

I get to the door when Rufus yells, "You will come with me!"

"Let me go! Get off me! Help! LET ME GO! HELP! GET OFF ME! HELP!" He's grabbed my arms and dragging me. I use my feet to slow it down.

"Come, on! Stop struggling! It will be over faster!"

"Let me go! Help!" I was thrown into a van my hands now bound.

I looked over at the rest of the van to see five pairs of eyes staring at me hopefully.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Zane." The boy answered. He looked really ugly. The blonde hair did not match his green eyes.

"These are my friends, Shay, Croy, Astrix and Ho. We are also known as The Crims. as in criminal." Zane said.

"I'm Patricia." I said anxiously.

He smiled at me. I wonder what I said?

Zane's POV

I really like how pretty she is. She is so nervous that she makes it pretty. I wonder why she's so anxious. "Patricia?" I asked moving across the room.

My hands were bound but I sat next to her. "Zane, where are you from?"

"A place called Uglyville. It's where you hate yourself and at age sixteen you get an operation to make you pretty."

"Sounds evil to do that."

"I know, I'm sixteen and I haven't got it yet. Guess I'm lucky."

"Rufus said that 'I'm special' I don't know what it means."

"Same thing to all of us." I said gesturing to my other friends.

She nodded nervously and asked, "So, where do you think they are taking us?"

"Don't know." I answered.

After a long time the door opened. We all managed to get out. Patricia tripped with her hands tied and I broke my cuffs.

I pulled them apart quickly and grabbed her. She blushed and said, "Thanks."

"I didn't want you to fall that's all." I answered smiling.

"Get moving." The mean jerk from earlier barked.

"Alright, we are moving." I yelled at him annoyed. We walked and found a big mansion in front of us.

I muttered, "Wow." To Patricia.

She muttered, "Another big mansion? Like I've been to one a billion times." She also glared at it unhappily.