You've Got the Love

Welcome back and Happy Easter! I would have uploaded earlier (seeing my Spring Break started about four days ago), but I had to go to a funeral and everything was hectic.

Anyways, to celebrate the sequel (and my first non-abandoned story), I'll upload two chapters! Keep in mind that the chapters are probably short; the chapters are fillers, and I hate writing fillers.

Oh, this story will have more Harmony, Peddie, and David storylines.

Summary: Anubis House returns from Holiday Break to find a surprising new mystery; something unlike their usual mysteries. The latest mystery threatens the core of the main relationships and the mental stability of our favorite students.

Chapter 1—House of Returns

Harmony opened the cab door and sighed. Her newly dyed platinum blonde hair grew to her shoulders and her newly tanned skin (cruises were amazing!) glowed. She was back at Anubis for a, hopefully, drama-free rest of the year. But sadly, that wasn't the case; the students had left many questions unanswered and many relationships rocky. As far as she knew, Patricia and Eddie were strong, but Harmony still had feelings for the spiky-haired boy. And Patricia hated her more than ever.

And the Anubis students often updated their statues on Facebook, keeping each other informed. Patricia, Eddie, Nina, and Fabian stayed at Nina's house in North Carolina, before visiting Disney World for a few days. Alfie and Ryan visited Ryan's parents, in hopes that Ryan would rekindle her relationship with her parents. Amber went to Paris for the holidays, lonely as ever. The girl was very set on getting Alfie back and was in full-on scheming mode. Mara and Jerome spent Christmas with Jerome's family, since Mara's parents weren't as inviting. Evan and David escorted Harmony on the cruise, but left a week earlier. Harmony spent the week with her ill aunt, whom had completely changed Harmony. Evan went sightseeing in London, but David went to visit Aaron. And with Evan having his heart set on destroying Fabina (even after his "drunken" kiss with Joy), Harmony suspected that he was going to use Nina's past against her. And trust her; it wasn't pleasant.

Speaking of Joy, she finally told her parents about her acceptance into Yale. At first, they weren't pleased, but eventually got over it. Her family went to a fancy ski resort and apparently, she met her current boyfriend—a 22 year old college student. Evan constantly harassed her, but Joy brought up the drunken kiss and he shut up.

Mick suddenly disappeared, saying he got into a school in New Zealand. Most of the Anubis students glared at him, leaving Harmony confused.

Speaking of confusing times, Victor suddenly died of a heart attack. Everyone was devastated; even though the man was cold, he obviously cared for them. The funeral was only opened to the Anubis House, since Victor's children and grandchildren were dead. It was revealed that Victor was Nina's great-grandfather (Harmony thought that was nearly impossible) and was the sole heir to his inheritance, since Gran was her mother's mom. Victor left Nina a large sum of money, the Anubis House (if the house was ever left after the school closed), his house (who knew that Victor actually owned a house?!), his computer, and Corbiere.

Harmony entered Anubis House. "Hello, Trudy," She chirped as her high-heels sounded on the wooden floor.

Trudy nearly dropped her plate of brownies. "Harmony, is that you? Dear, you've dyed your hair!"

"Yes, I did," Harmony said, touching her hair. "How are you? Is the new caretaker here?"

"Well, I'm the caretaker and house mother," Trudy sighed, feeling the pressure of two positions on her shoulders. "But the room arrangements are the same, so you can go back upstairs and unpack."

Harmony smiled and headed upstairs. She opened the door and nearly screamed.

Nina blushed. "Oh my god!" She said and attempted to cover her chest. Fabian scampered from under her, blushing.

"I—I-," Fabian stammered.

"Get out," Harmony said, pointing at the door. He quickly obeyed, rushing out of the door. She turned back to Nina, a smirk intact. "So…"

"Don't even ask," Nina answered. "You're a blonde?!"

Harmony gingerly touched the ends of her hair. "Well, my aunt talked me into it. Sorry I broke our pact. But you looked like you were about to break your v-card."

"No, I wasn't," Nina blushed. "I'm still a virgin…at least, a half-virgin."

Harmony laughed. "Speaking of that, how are you going to deal with the Evan drama? He's out for blood."

"I don't know. I thought he was done with me; I heard that things with him and Joy got serious," Nina replied, putting her shirt back on.

"No, it was just a drunken kiss. He came here for a reason, Nina; he's here to either ruin your life or get you back."

Nina was silent. "Do you think he'll mention the…summer before freshman year?" She nervously asked. "If he does, I'm—"

"I don't think he'll go that low," Harmony attempted to assure her.

"It's Evan!" Nina cried, running a hand through her hair. "We have to stop him."

"Listen, Evan might be a sleazy jackass, but he wouldn't do that. He's probably going tell some low, embarrassing stories."

Nina sighed, nervously running a hand through her long locks. "I just hope so."

Evan pulled his new iPad out of his shoulder bag and checked his list. His plan was simple: to get his mind off of Joy, he would resume his purpose for his relocation to Liverpool—to get Nina back or destroy her. Evan was in full-on shady mode. His first mission was to cause some doubt in Fabina's relationship; Parent Day was coming up and Nina had yet to meet Fabian's parents. If his first mission failed, he would have to bring out the big guns—reveal Nina's terrible past. It was cruel, mean, and just plain awful. But this guy was a bag of cats; especially when love was concerned. But what was Evan confused about? Joy? Nina? What?

Ryan was giddy; her relationship with her parents was mended, her relationship with Alfie was on the right track, and her hair had grown out to the small of her back. She replaced the red streaks with a vibrant blue hue. She had thrown out the slightly depressing clothing and opted for lighter tank tops, leather jackets, skinny jeans, and—gasp—high heels.

The only problem on the horizon was Amber; she obviously wanted Alfie back and would take extreme measures.

But Amber wasn't going to rain on Ryan's parade; Ryan joined Sibuna, she actually had a decent GPA, and she had a fantastic boyfriend. Though, the new couple had yet to share their first kiss, the relationship was sailing smoothly.

"Hey, everybody! We're back!" Ryan shouted as she entered Anubis House with her arm looped through Alfie's. The couple set their suitcases down and entered the living room. No one was there, but a couple platters of cookies, cupcakes, cakes, and brownies were lined up on a table. Pitchers of lemonade and water were stationed next to the brownies. Alfie immediately orbited by the cookies, but Ryan looked around for her fellow classmates.

"Is anyone here?" Ryan asked Alfie, still glancing around. She took her leather jacket off and threw it carelessly on the couch. "Do you hear anyone, Alfie?"

"Mmjhklsj?" Alfie attempted to say, but his mouth was stuffed with cookies.

Ryan giggled. "You're so cute when you do that. Though, it's a little nerdy."

Alfie gulped, smiling. "Not like your brother; he's the nerdiest kid I've ever met!"

Ryan gasped, swatting Alfie's arm. "He's not that nerdy!" She protested, defending her newly reconciled family.

"Ry, his room is practically dedicated to Han Solo and Star Wars!" Alfie chuckled. He swiped a bit of frosting from the cupcakes and lightly tapped Ryan's nose.

She gasped, furiously wiping her nose. "You did not just do that!" She protested.

"And what if I did?" Alfie inquired.

Ryan smiled and leaned forward; this was it. This was the moment when they would finally kiss. Alfie also leaned forward, slightly closing his eyes. Their lips were only inches apart; Ryan could feel Alfie's cool breath of her lips. He was only a few centimeters away, and Ryan finally closed her eyes—

"Alfie!" Amber shrieked and practically threw herself between them. Her blonde hair had gotten longer, ending at her hips. Expertly-placed lowlights were carefully placed. As usual, Amber was sporting a pair of designer jeans, a pink sweater, and matching pumps. "I'm so glad to see you!"

"A-A-Amber," Alfie stammered, unsure of how to act around his pining ex-girlfriend. He wasn't sure how to react; he was annoyed at Amber for disrupting their kiss, but he wasn't cruel. He coughed. "I mean, how are you?" He calmly replied, his voice very measured and formal.

"Fine; Paris was amazing. But enough about me; though, I don't want to hear about you drab holidays in America, when you could have spent your holidays with your family in Italy." Amber sent a pointed look in Ryan's direction. "Here, I got you this," Amber chirped, handing him a small, rectangular box. "Actually, I got everyone a little something, but your gift is a little special."

Alfie opened the box and lifted up a silver and delicate watch. He almost dropped it as it slipped through his fingers.

"Watch it; that's pure silver," Amber hissed. "Check the engraving on the back. Well, I hope you like it." Then, she turned to Ryan. She gave her a snide and cunning look as she sauntered away in her heels.

Ryan seethed and snatched the watch from Alfie's hands. She turned it over and read, "For my Boo; love, Amber." She questioned. She threw the watch back and him. "Nice."

"Ry, don't be upset. It's not like I agreed to dump you and get back together with her," Alfie said.

Ryan snorted. "You know what? Forget it." And she stormed upstairs, carrying her bags.

Alfie sighed as his iPhone bleeped. He checked his phone to find a text from Jerome.

Jerome.

Going down memory lane. Prank night?

Alfie.

Yes, please. Just had a fight with Ryan.

Jerome.

Ah, how is the relationship with the Goth-Turned-Serena van der Woodsen?

Alfie.

Mate, again with the Gossip Girl references.

Jerome.

You try spending holidays with Mara, Poppy, and the complete TV series of Gossip Girl.

Alfie.

Speaking of that, where are you?

Jerome.

Be there in 20. Mara and I are…uh, busy.

Alfie.

TMI.