Disclaimer: I doubt you guys even care or read this crap about not owning House of Anubis, but I don't own House of Anubis.

Patricia bounded off to school happily. Her mean streak disappeared and her unwelcoming behavior was gone, nowhere to be seen. She wasn't as cruel and burlesque either. The rest of the Anubis students came to realize the happiness Eddie gave her and excepted their relationship with open arms. Everything was completely at peace between the housemates too. Everyone with their usual friendly banter and personalities. Everything was absolutely fine, maybe even perfect. And of course, she retained her somewhat bitter, sarcastic, funny personality. Yes, that would never change. That was the start of their relationship, right? She loved everything the way it was now. She had a gorgeous funny boyfriend who treated her like a queen and he wasn't too clingy either. She smiled at the thought, looking up at the sky and the shining bright sun. Finally, everything felt right. Maybe he gave her that.

She hugged her books tightly, wishing it was him and walked swiftly down the path to school. An extra spring to her step, she thought about the kiss they had shared. She blushed. Everyone knew about that now. But she wouldn't let them think that she had let her guard down. The thought of that was completely unquestionable. Confident as ever, she burst through the school doors, stalking down the halls like it was nobody's business. She shrugged and rolled her eyes as everyone looked her over. She was dating the hot bad boy of the school, the American that every girl managed to flirt with at least once. Pfft. If only they knew that he was actually really sweet; he was still a mystery to her even.

A bunch of guys whistled as she stormed by; she guessed, They probably thought that the loner really was someone to be reckoned with. She sneered at them and glared. "I'm taken, losers."

With a smirk and a feeling of victory, she continued to make her way to her locker. She felt over the moon, not necessarily because she was telling people off (which was quite enjoyable to her anyway), but because a black piece of paper was stuck in between the slots of her locker. She bit her lips, beaming. He was probably looking at her right now. She scanned the room, looking for a trace of dirty blonde hair. With no luck, she thought, That jerk. But she slipped the envelope out anyway, a girly smile playing onto her lips, as a slight giggle managed to escape her mouth. Whispers of her name echoed endlessly through the room and she scowled. Too much attention. No wonder everyone was staring more particularly today. She fluttered her eyes, and tried to conceal the still persistent smile overtaking her. She managed to control herself eventually, took a deep breath and turned around to glower at the crowd surrounding her. "BUZZ OFF! Don't you guys have lives to go to?" Immediately, the group slowly faded and she grinned at how effective that was. And with the spin of a heel she faced the blue metal before her and taking another glance to the side to make sure no one was looking, she let herself take advantage of the moment and swooned like every other girl would, finally feasting her eyes on the light pink card, very apprehensive to read the finely written words.

And in the beautiful calligraphy he wrote-another thing Sweetie and his mom made him learn-, she read the words to herself.

Dearest Yacker,

I know you didn't want anything special for today, but I decided to be a good guy AND boyfriend today. I have a surprise for you. I spent all my allowance on it, so you better pay me back in kisses. Just kidding, but that would be nice(; Just continue on your regular routine, you'll find me eventually. Happy Valentine's Day~

xxx Eddie

She sighed. God, I love this guy. Knows just when to be the most adorable thing ever.

So, she did exactly what he said and left the books she didn't need in her locker. She slammed her locker and sneaked a peek at his. He's not there like he usually is, she thought. She shook her head. She really hated surprises. She put on her usual bored, uncaring face to show her indifference and dragged along down the halls to English, without her boyfriend to accompany her.

But still hoping that he would be by her side soon, she found herself fixing her hair and tugging at the hem of her leather jacket.

As she approached English fast and soon, she groaned. WHERE is he? She checked her wristwatch. 7:56. Four minutes until class. She was reluctant to go in; the idea of listening to the new teacher with the breast implants, the one who replaced Mrs. Andrews bothered her. First period was always the longest. Nearly a few feet away from the door, she slowed her footsteps, looking warily around the halls. Her expectation for him to come now was very bleak. Was he really going to make me WAIT for a surprise? To have the agony of tapping my pencil in class because of uneasiness?

Almost there, she mumbled briskly, "Slimeball."

A slow realization came to her as she knew now. She'd have to wait for her surprise. She grumbled again and sighed, slumping to the class. Just about to reach for the doorknob, she was grabbed from the back. Her heart skipped a beat in a short quick jump as she was being pulled from her waist by a strong grip. In a matter of seconds, she heard a door open and shut close as she was hurled against the wall and met by a pair of soft thick lips. The initial shock melted away as her lips began to mold with his, delight inhabiting her body as she relaxed into the tender passionate kiss.

Feeling love and lust, she smiled into the kiss. He smiled too and she was a little upset when his lips left hers, his body detaching from her. She unwillingly pulled away herself and panted heavily, taking large intakes of breath even though she could've held it in longer, for him at least.

The lights were on in the dimly lit janitor's closet. Funny, she just noticed.

She chuckled as she stared into his hazel eyes, relieved. Who knew? A classic. Making out in the janitor's closet. Check that off my list of to-do's before I die.

The space was cluttered in the small room, loads of equipment littering the floor of the closet. It kept him close to her and she felt happy about that because he was only a few inches away, his warmth making her feel at home. He wore simply a black jacket, resembling the ones people wear to Proms. And underneath was a white V-neck that hugged him just right. Then, he wore a pair of blue jeans, that also fit him incredibly well. I looked him over again and he laughed. "Really?"

"Yeah, you look good. Although I swear I saw that look from a High School Musical movie. Trying to be Troy Bolton or something?" She winked at him.

"Yes, Patricia. I'm trying to be Troy Bolton. I'm planning to dye my hair brown, make it longer, and start playing basketball. Oh! And I'm going to dance and sing on stage like a dumbass."

"Aww, cute. You'd look hot like that." She smirked at him.

"Please shut up. I'm trying to look nice." He looked at her appreciatively and pecked her forehead. "But you look great. Beautiful like always. You know, with your leather EVERYTHING." He gestured to her.

"Thanks. But you look good. Really." She tugged at his collar, bringing them closer together. She leaned in again, hungry for another kiss. He was happy to comply and closed the gap between them. This time, the kiss was less gruff. Short and sweet. Once they finished, Patricia jokingly asked him, "So, is your so-called surprise, you know, the one you spent ALL your allowance on just a trip to the janitor's closet and a bunch of making out? Did you have to rent this place from Jim or something?"

"No," he said, taking a strand of her hair and placing it to the side, his hot breath caressing her cheeks. "Believe it or not, there's something else."

"Mhhmm, sounds fun." She licked her lips at him, breaking the mood, teasing him.

"Oh, just stop. Expect something...I dunno, like the stuff from those crappy romantic movies." He widened his eyes, trying to look serious.

She looked up, pretended to think, and nodded. "Okay, so you want to have an awkward candle-lit dinner on the beach?"

He gave her a blank look. "You are impossible." She laughed at him and he took her chin with his thumb. "I'm breaking more personal rules for you. Can you try not to make this harder than it already is?" He looked at her with those pleading eyes and she couldn't resist. She agreed, pressing her lips together, staring up at him with a cute face.

"Okaaaay," she whispered.

"Good," he replied. He let go of her and beheld a brown picnic basket before her. He held it with both hands, lifting it up, giving her a charming smile. "You know this whole boyfriend thing is hard for me. I've never really had a steady relationship before."

"I know."

"So, I wanna be the best for you, because you know that I REALLY like you and I dunno, you make me feel...different." He said this awkwardly, at a loss for words, but trying to communicate the best he could.

"I know." Her voice was a still monotone. She was serious and it made her a little nervous. You could not miss the slight break in her voice as she said it.

"So will you stop being difficult?"

"Naaaah." And the situation cooled off a little bit. They were both relieved.

"Yep. That's my girl. So are you willing to play hooky for the day?"

"Absolutely." She nodded vigorously and pretentiously.

"Perfect. Now we can get out of this dump," he added. "Mah lady?" he said, holding out his hand.

Patricia then giggled and took it gratefully. Once their hands were locked, securely intwined together, she gave him a little kiss on the lips and they left the crammed area, striding down the halls, with no one to interrupt them, Eddie holding his girl close to his side, never letting go as they marched to where their wonderful day together would continue.


So, please review and tell me how I did. This is going to be a multi-chapter, even though it might sound like a oneshot. Most of it is very fluffy as you can see, but a real plot will begin to form later on. Check out my poll and profile for info about updating because if you know me, you'd know I'm not very reliable when it comes to updating. Sorry 'bout that(: Bye~