Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis or any songs I mention! The image I used is from fanpop (starwars 101). I do not own it.
Author: Alleycat
Story: Such Great Heights
Fabian is in his junior year at university when he meets a new transfer student, Nina. Their friendship uncovers a mystery that leads Fabian to question everything, even Nina herself. Fabina slight Peddie
Why am I doing this to myself? Hmm, I don't know. I'm superbly busy and have a neglected story. I have also never written a mystery so it's probably going to be awful. We shall see.
WARNING: I have only seen the first season of Anubis and part of the second. If the character's have changed a whole bunch since then, well I apologize.
Please give this a try.
Chapter 1(Prologue)
"That God himself did make
Us into corresponding shapes
Like puzzle pieces from the clay"
"Such Great Heights" by The Postal Service
Fabian was so happy to leave his house that he forgot his books and laptop and had to return two times before he made it successfully to the library.
He wasn't surprised that there was almost no one in there. It was late and it was Friday.
Fabian attempted to lock his door and write the research paper in his room but the vibrations and cheering from the obnoxious party going on downstairs prevented him from getting any real work done.
It wasn't that he didn't like parties. He enjoyed them every once in a while but his housemates' idea of every weekend was getting old fast. Unlike Jerome and Alfie, he was at college to do more than drink and sleep with girls.
When he felt his cell phone vibrate, he felt safe answering it. He was on the third floor and had yet to see anyone.
He still answered in a whisper, because it's still a library.
"Hey mate, where're you hiding?" His best friend's voice answered back, surrounded by the loud music and people he had escaped. Mick liked to party, but he was a little more restrained about it.
"I left," Fabian said quietly.
"What?" Mick shouted. "I can't hear you."
Fabian rolled his eyes and was about to hang up to text him when he heard the click of a door. It was instantly much quieter.
"What did you say?" Mick asked, his voice losing most of its volume.
"I'm in the library," He replied, his voice losing its edge. Fabian wasn't annoyed at Mick really, just their other housemates. "I need to finish, or start actually, this paper."
"You need to lighten up," Mick told his friend. "It's only two weeks into the semester. You have plenty of time to catch up later."
"That's stupid," He said, resisting the urge to laugh. There was a reason his friend was on probation for the university football team.
Mick started to say something, when a high-pitched voice interrupted him.
Even if Fabian couldn't recognize Amber's distinct voice, Mick's "babes" cemented it. One "see you later", Fabian was left to his paper.
An hour later, Fabian had a respectable rough draft. He would have time to edit it tomorrow. All that remained was citing. He was almost through his sources, when he realized that he was missing a book. He groaned at the realization that he probably left it at home, just like the other books. He tried to search for the information on the internet, but he couldn't remember what chapters he used.
He could barely contain his happiness when he saw that the library had an additional copy on the next floor.
The fourth floor was the silent floor, which Fabian always found curious. Aren't all libraries supposed to be silent, he thought with a smile. He was so entertained by his thoughts that he almost missed the girl sitting in the far corner as he walked by the aisles.
He froze, suddenly aware of the noise he was making.
She didn't look up, so he realized he was safe. He found his book not long after, but his interest was piqued. What other person, besides Mara, would be at the library at 11 p.m. on a Friday?
He knew it wasn't Mara because he could tell the hair was lighter, even from the distance. It was with a sudden burst of courage that he walked toward her. He picked the most indirect route: he wanted to appear as if he was searching for something.
He was only a few rows away when he stopped. He could finally see her clearly. She was pretty, beautiful even. She had long, wavy hair that bordered on blonde or brown or something in between. He couldn't tell if he was more impressed by her looks or by the huge tome she was currently reading.
She must be smart.
Even though he was peeking through books, he knew for sure he had never seen her before. It was an interesting thought as there were very few new additions to the small private university. The people who had joined as freshman were almost all that made up the now junior class. She was wearing the uniform, minus the blazer, so he was sure she was a student. Maybe a freshman, he wondered.
He hadn't decided if he was going back to his seat and stop the creepy spying, or actually try to start a conversation.
His decision was made when he heard her sniffle quietly. He couldn't ignore her now.
It was with almost no thought that he popped out from behind the bookshelf. "Are you alright?"
She jumped so loudly that the table jerked loudly on the tile floor. "You scared me," She said needlessly, a hand to her chest and no accent.
He felt his ears burn slightly, "Yeah, sorry about that."
She shrugged off his apology with a small smile and turned back to her book.
"Are you okay?" He repeated, when she made no attempt to answer his original question.
"Yes, I'm fine." She laughed self-consciously. "I get jumpy when I'm here late."
"No," He shook his head. "I meant the whole crying thing."
She frowned and he felt bad for bringing it up.
"Allergies," She explained. "There's a lot of dust around here."
He nodded, not believing her lie. Fabian continued to stand there, straining for a new topic of conversation. He wanted to know more about the sad, mysterious girl. Why wasn't she out partying like everyone he seemed to know? Why was she crying? Did she get in a fight with her boyfriend? Friend? Or was it something more serious?
His thoughts were racing so fast; that it took him a minute to realize she was standing up, her book tucked under her arm.
"Thanks for the concern," She told him with a small smile as she passed him. She smelled like flowers and books, a weirdly attractive combination.
"I didn't mean to run you-" He started, causing her stop and look at him.
"It should be safe now," She said, interrupting another one of his apologies. "I need to get home soon anyway."
"Are you-Do you- I can walk with you?" He offered, cursing how stupid he sounded. Her rejection of the idea was not surprising.
"It's late, it could be dangerous," Fabian said, trying again. He didn't know how to prolong his time with her, but that wasn't about to stop him from trying.
She laughed, a much lighter one than before. "It would be more dangerous to walk with a strange guy than to walk on my own."
He nodded, defeated.
"No matter how nice or well-intentioned he seems," She added, smiling softly at him before walking toward the stairs.
He watched her walk away with a new and uneasy feeling. It was almost like she transferred her sadness to him.
The deserted library, a place he wanted to be so much earlier, made him feel alone.
So there it is. I like to incorporate as many details from the first season as possible. I'm not sure why I'm writing this when I think Fabian has a new love interest on the show. I hope there is enough interest in Fabina that I will have readers.
Please let me know if I should stop.
I am prone to deleting stories lol.