Nina Martin
Element: Water
Special Gift(s): Healing
Offensive Attacks: Whirlpool, Tsunami
Fabian Rutter
Element: Earth
Special Gift(s): Life Giver
Offensive Attacks: Vines of Confusion, Roots of Evil
Jerome Clarke
Element: Fire
Special Gift(s): Mind Control
Offensive Attack(s): Eruption, Fire Storm
Patricia Williamson
Element: Darkness
Special Gift(s): Telekinesis
Offensive Attack(s): Shadows, Demon of Destruction
Amber Millington
Element: Air
Special Gift(s): Flight
Offensive Attack(s): Sonic Scream, Tornado
Alfie Lewis
Element: Lightning
Special Gift(s); Ability to manipulate the weather
Offensive Attack(s): Shockwave, Lightning Punch
In Anubis everyone is in their rooms (A/N: Mick and Mara are in Australia, joy never came back after season 1 and Eddie never came.) sleeping. Nina, Amber and Patricia were sleeping until they shot out of bed at the same time. They shot glances, reading mixed emotions. Little did they know, the exact same thing happened to the guys. Fabian, Alfie, and Jerome suddenly woke up, too. Fabian decided to call Nina. Nina was pacing around trying to figure out what to do. Amber was freaked out and needed a friend to calm her down. Patricia wasn't going to do so Nina was the one amber turned for comfort, naturally. Patricia, being her cranky self, crossed her arms in annoyance. Her thoughts were interrupted by Nina's phone playing "We Belong Together". It could only be one person. Fabian.
"Hello?" Patricia answered.
Fabian was kind of expecting Nina's voice, but he was cool with Patricia, on account of their friendship. At least it wasn't amber or his eardrums would be bleeding right now.
"Oh, hey Patricia. Is nins around?"
Patricia explained, "Yeah, but something happened to freak Amber out so Nina's trying to calm her down."
"What happened?" Fabian's voice was filled with genuine concern.
"We were all sleeping and—" Patricia was cut off by Fabian. She would've yelled at him, but it was the middle of the night, and she was too tired. She just wanted to know what the hell was going on, so she could go back to sleep without dismembering anyone.
"You suddenly jumped out of bed, the same time as your roommates?"
'Ok, that was creepy. How did Fabian know? Either Nina told him, or he just became psychic. What the hell is wrong with me? Seriously. Fabian being psychic? I've hit a new level of crazy.'Patricia thought with annoyance. She decided to talk again.
"Yeah, how did you know?" she asked, trying to mask the fear. Who wouldn't be scared after the dream she had.
"Oh, because the same thing happened to us too. Jerome's being an ass and complaining and Alfie and I are just confused," Fabian explained into the phone.
Patricia's heart raced with anticipation but she decided to say something so that Fabian would buy her not being scared. Once Jerome got a hold of this information, he would rub it in like the jerk he was.
"Not that I care, but this is freaky."
Fabian sighed, "I know, but I have an idea."
"Which is?" Patricia questioned dryly, on the other line.
"Grab Nins and amber and meet us at the clearing. We'll talk about it there. Twenty sound good?"
"It's 3 in the morning. I just want to get back to bed."
"It's important. Please, Patricia? Jerome's going to need someone to pester for a while."
"Not only am I sleepy, now I'm annoyed. Stupid Jerome…" Patricia declared, clearly annoyed. Fabian knew she was annoyed, but he was risking his safety by begging Patricia to come.
"Please, Patricia? Don't you want to know what happened here?" Fabian asked hopefully.
Patricia finally relented, "Ok, ok. We'll come. Just stop whining. See you in twenty."
Fabian breathed a huge sigh of relief. "Thanks. Bye Patricia."
"Bye Fabian" replied Patricia. She hung up as the other two roommates were coming in. amber was still visibly shaken up, but would soon revert to her perky ways.
Nina was now through comforting Amber. She heard her phone ring but Patricia handled it. Nina and Amber came back to where Patricia sat.
"Fabian called, right?" Nina inquired, stating the obvious.
"Yeah." Patricia was annoyed with Nina for stating the obvious. Fabian liked her! How could she not see that? God, she was dense sometimes.
"Well, what's going on?"
Patricia explained the situation roughly. She didn't have the time to go into details. "We're going to the clearing. Meeting him there. Says it's important. Twenty minutes. I know he just wants to see you. Anyway, let's go people!"
"Fabian and I are just friends," Nina defended. The pink tint to her cheeks only made her defence useless so she turned the tables on Patricia, "and why are so eager to go to the clearing? I know why..."
Amber rambled, "On the way there are lots of cute guys and I like cute guys. I hope there aren't any un-cute guys because there were, that would be sooo suckish and—"
Patricia hated it when Amber rambled. Sometimes she wondered if suffocating her with a pillow would shut her up for good.
'Did Nina just try to turn the tables on me?'
"I have two things to say to you guys. First of all, shut up Amber. Second of all, and if you say Jerome...I'll hurt you. There's nothing good about that egomaniac. He thinks he's God's gift to women. I would love to wipe that arrogant smirk off of his face!"
"Aww, Patricia likes Jerome! That's so cute!" amber squealed, oblivious to Patricia's rant on how much she hated Jerome.
"It's true. The fighting. The yelling. That's your way of flirting," Nina explained, like she had just proved some giant theory. Amber only smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, Nina. At least when I like someone I don't wait two years to tell them. Just like when you and Fabian. I see the lovey-dovey faces you guys give each other, and so can the rest of school."
Nina shot back, "Fine, but you can't tell us you didn't spend every waking moment thinking of Jerome while you were on holiday Patricia."
Patricia knew Nina was right. As always. She had fallen hard for the jerk. The way he would smirk after she shot him down for the umpteenth time. The way he would say her name. His signature scent. The way Jerome's smile made her weak in the knees. Everything about him was perfect and he had the body of a god. Patricia hated herself that. She was Patricia Williamson. She was the school's bad ass. She was feared by anyone who would dare glance her way, but fall for guys, much less Jerome Clarke, that was the ultimate no-no. She snapped out of it and looked at the remaining girls in front of her. She glared at Nina then Amber.
"You know what? I'm out of here!" Patricia said angrily, and stormed out of the room on her way to the clearing. Maybe Fabian's meeting would get Jerome out of her system. Yeah, right.
Amber and Nina shrugged, and they left the room as well.
'Patricia likes Jerome, but is she right? Do I harbour feelings for Fabian?' Nina thought as she walked with Amber in silence.
At the girls got ready, the guys were also getting ready. They were really slow but the saying 'slowly but surely' applied to them right now.
"We're going to the clearing. We're meeting the girls," Fabian said to his friend and roommate, Alfie Lewis.
Alfie groaned. He hated being woken up and he was half asleep, "You're trippin', man. Right now?"
"Yeah, something weird happened to the six of us and we need to find answers. Same thing happened to Amber, Nina and Patricia. It's weird."
"You can say that again," replied Alfie, agreeing with Fabian.
The other roommate, Jerome Clarke was taking his sweet time preparing to go to the clearing, much to his own horror. He thought—no, knew—he was God's gift to women. Now though, he was pissed off. Like Patricia, he wasn't a morning person. Why the hell did he have to go to the clearing now off all times?
"Jerome! Hurry up!" Fabian yelled.
Jerome came out fully dressed but more tired than ever. He wasn't sleeping for the past four nights. No one knew why, but no one questioned it. It was surprising because he still had time to flirt. He was pissed off.
"Why would you get me out of bed now?" Jerome asked, quite annoyed at this point.
"I'm just as tired, ok? But you don't see me complaining. God, why must everything suck for me? No sleep! No girlfriend! No potato chips! So, shut up Jerome!" Alfie retorted, while ticking off his misfortunes with his fingers. Everyone knew when Alfie didn't get his proper amount of sleep, he was cranky.
Now it was time for Fabian to intervene. "Can we just go to the clearing? I don't need any fighting now. I have a headache."
"You just want to go so bad so you could see your precious Nina!" Jerome spat. Now it was Fabian's turn to be pissed off. He knew Jerome was right, but admitting it would only amplify his ego.
"And you're telling me you don't like Patricia. The way she would shoot you down, and you still go after her. I thought you were Jerome Clarke. The one who could any girl in a snap." Fabian shot back, equally angry.
Jerome defended, "The thing about me is that when I like someone, I'm not a little chickenshit! Who said anything about liking Patricia in the first place? Girls would sell their mothers, just to be near me!"
Alfie stepped in and soon all three boys were arguing.
"Seriously, cut the BS, Jerome! You'll say you didn't feel anything for her, fine. Then explain, you weren't back to hounding every girl you saw in the holidays?"
Jerome knew they were going to go beneath the surface of his emotions. Sorry, but that wasn't happening.
"Did it ever occur to you that maybe I've been riding on that identity for the past 2 years, and I wanted to give it up?"
Fabian and Alfie laughed at the idea of Jerome giving up his reputation as the school pimp. It was unfathomable. Jerome reached his breaking point.
"That's not happening. It's who you are, man," Alfie stated, matter-of-factly.
"You think you know me, huh? Well, sorry to break it to you two but you don't!" Jerome said, with his eyes flashing with anger. "Screw this…"
Jerome stormed out of the room and the door slammed behind him. He stormed out on his way to clearing.
Alfie and Fabian soon headed out.
'I hate to think it, but Jerome is right. Everyone knows I like my best friend? God, I'm so confused what do I do? Tell Nina and risk losing our friendship, or don't tell her and spending the rest of the school year not knowing. Crap, then there's senior year.' Fabian thought sadly, as he walked beside Alfie to the beach.
Jerome knew Fabian and Alfie were right. He did love Patricia. She was perfect in his eyes. To hell with Hannah, or Heather, or whatever the name was of the girl he made out with yesterday. None of them were Patricia. They had nothing comparing them to her. The way she would glare at him. The way her voice made his heart beat fast and slow all at once and Patricia made his stomach feel funny, like it would do somersaults, and to top it off she was a goddess! If anyone could almost beat him in basketball, it was her. He was Jerome Clarke. Girls fell for him. It wasn't supposed to be the other way around.
How could one girl mess him up so bad? He hated how Patricia had all of this unknown power over him and he couldn't stop it. It scared the hell out of him.
'Damn Fabian and Alfie for being right. I hate this. I'm not supposed to be so torn over a girl! Maybe whatever this stupid meeting is about will get Patricia off my mind. Pfft! Yeah, right. Who am I kidding? She's on my mind 24/7…' Jerome thought bitterly.
All six friends headed to the clearing, not knowing what to expect.