Note: New title ideas would be appreciated!

Hey guys! So I know I promised a sequel to Just Another Sanubis Love Story, but when I reread it for sequel ideas, I couldn't get past the first chapter. I was cringing the entire time. It's honestly a piece of crap. I cant believe I have 99 reviews and over 25, 500 views! But thank you all so much for that! That's amazing!

So I decided that before I wrote a sequel, I would have to rewrite this. I can't write and post the sequel knowing how crappy the first story is. I would feel awful.

Sorry for the long AN. Here is the first revised chapter. I would really appreciate some reviews with ideas (although since this is a rewritten version I pretty much have the basic plot done, but I'd still love new ideas!), constructive criticism, and just generally what you thought.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Kane Chronicles, and I certainly don't own Sadie or Anubis. I wish I did. But unfortunately my name isn't Rick Riordan.

Sadie slowly trudged down the unlit street. She'd gotten into a few fights with Carter over the stupidest little things, been yelled at by several different initiates several different times (apparently they weren't in favor of earlier bedtimes), and had a prank pulled on her by Felix that involved orange juice and eggs. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out just how irritated she was.

It started to rain as she walked and she groaned, throwing her arms up. Lovely.

She considered turning back to Brooklyn House but decided against it- if she had to stay cooped up in there any longer she'd end up murdering a person or two. Blasting Carter's face off with a ha-di spell seemed like a fun idea right about now.

She yanked her phone and earphones out of her pocket and turned on her music. Instantly the unique voice of Billy Talent began playing and she walked a little faster, hoping to find shelter. She turned the corner and made out a cemetery up ahead. She bit her lip, but then ducked into it, deciding that the shelter of Anubis's territory was a lot better then standing in the cold rain.

She settled down on a gravestone after asking if it was all right (it sounded stupid, but she didn't want to find out what would happen if she didn't ask). When the stone said nothing, she sat, brushing her wet hair out of her eyes and turning up her music to drown out the creepy setting of the graveyard.

As she attempted to brush out her messy, tangled hair with her fingers, she was aware of the strange feeling that someone was watching her. Before she could tun around, something grabbed her shoulder and she shrieked, kicking the thing behind her as hard as she could.

Thanks for reading! Reviews are greatly appreciated! I'll update when I have at least two reviews. I'm thinking maybe I'll update once a week. I have the first five chapters written. This schedule is subject to change, though. I might update more or less.

I promise the next chapters are longer.

Thanks!

~Linds.