Okay. Hi fanfiction network! I finally learned how to post! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE! This is my first story ever posted so... Yeah. My friend and I wrote this over a year ago, so I can't take all the credit.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own House of Anubis
EDDIE POV
"Uhh… Really? France? For a whole month? Just me and you? Sounds… Exciting?" I said excitedly- or tried to sound excited, as my dad held the plane tickets proudly in the air.
"Yes! Edison, this will be wonderful bonding time… And a chance to make up for… the little incident last term," Mr. Sweet, my dad, answered.
I knew exactly what he meant by "incident." Last year had been my Junior Year at the Frobisher Academy, and let's just say most us didn't get much studying in, what with dead guys that come back to life, evil friends, and worst of all, jealous ex girlfriends. *Shudder*
There was no getting out of this. I was going on that trip whether I wanted to or not.
PATRICIA POV
Class is SO boring today, especially since Eddie got called into Mr. Sweet's office.
Alright that's enough! I had a better time in class with Ms. Denby!
I raised my hand.
"Yes, Ms. Williamson?" the teacher asked.
"Can I please use the loo?" I pleaded.
After I was free, I walked as calmly as I could the door.
Once I was out of the classroom I thought about actually going to the toilets like I said I would so I could spy on Eddie's conversation with Mr. Sweet, but I decided against it.
Instead, I ditched school and just went back to Anubis House.
As soon as I got there, I smelt something really good. It was sort of breakfasty though.
I walked into the kitchen to see Eddie standing there at the stove, flipping something in a pan. "Hey slime ball," I said as I walking over to meet him.
Eddie looked up from his concoction of sizzling batter and greeted me, "Hey Yacker."
"You skipping class too?" I guessed, "And how'd your meeting with Sweetie go?" He let out a deep sigh. I knit my eyebrows as I asked, "What's up?"
"No Yacker, I'm not skipping class. I'm packing." He answered.
"Packing? Packing for hat exactly?" I asked.
Eddie sighed again before saying, "I'm going to France for a month with my dad. We leave tomorrow at noon. That's how our 'meeting' went."
I raised my eyebrows at him. "A whole month?" I questioned.
Eddie nodded. "He wants to spend some 'quality' time with me." I frowned slowly. "When you think about it, it's not that bad," he continued. "I mean, I do speak fluent French, and I get to miss a month of school….really, the only bad part is that I won't see you for a month."
I was sad that he was leaving. I really was, but instead of showing it, I waved my hand and said sarcastically, "Ohhh good riddens!" Eddie smirked as he moved closer to me.
"Sure you won't miss me Yacker?" He asked. He was only inches away from my face now.
"Positive," I answered. "Plus I have all the boys at Isis House to keep my company." I added, wiggling my eyebrows. Eddie pretended to be hurt as his hand flew to his heart dramatically. I rolled my eyes at him. "Yeah Slime ball…I guess I'll miss you a little."
