Ok so first of all, I'd like to thank the many lovely reviews that I got (my mom is so proud :])! I'd also like to respond to a couple of em if you don't mind. If you do, I guess you can just skip over this part and that's ok. It's your life, live it the way you want.

.87: Sometimes I guess I get a bit caught up in myself so run-ons would probably happen. I am looking for a beta tho if you would possibly like to volunteer :]

-A Reviewing Reader: For the Jerome/knuckle thing, make a fist real quick. The knuckles should be lighter in complexion. But i think you were more confused about the whole fact that he got upset. He was more angered by the fact that his smooth casanova moment was ruined. Hopefully, I explain more in this chapter about what his incentives were.

-rducky: I'm going based off the fact that the actors are of the age to be in their senior year. And when we get to the end, I need for it to make sense so I do have an ultimate goal with the age I set. Sorry I hope you still like it :]

Right so I also like having summaries of the previous chapter so...hopefully this is helpful.

~Previously~ Fabian really has the hots for Nina but she is a bit clueless to that fact. Jerome does chores with Nina and ends up flirting with her big time. Fabian finds out that the Cup of Ankh must be returned to it's "home" or else Nina, the holder, is cursed. So now, distraught from the news, Nina is crying on Fabian, in his bed.

*Fabian's POV*

I was flipping through pages when I saw something about 'returning gifts to the Gods'. I scrolled my eyes down the page and let out a sigh.

"Nina, it's ok. We have until the next chosen hour, which isn't for another 6 years! It also says something about going to the sanctuary of Anubis in Egypt." She sniffled and sat up, wiping her tears and trying to pull herself together.

"Ok. I can do this. Thanks Fabian" she said shining a smile through her puffy eyes.

"Sure Nina. Now, uhm…so you-uh-and…Jerome?" I asked timidly.

"Yeah whatever happened to us doing chores together tonight?" she seemed like she was oblivious to the fact that Jerome was inches away from making a move. But that was exactly why I loved her. She could be so smart when it came to puzzles and artifacts, then completely clueless as to how gorgeous she was and how much she made me heart jump.

"I don't know." I'm not really sure why I didn't want to tell her the truth, but it just came out that way.

"Well I had to sit through Jerome flicking dishwater at me and stealing my sponge, so hopefully I'll be back on chores with you next time." I smiled at her comment but saw right trough what Jerome was actually trying to do. But, wait a minute, since when has Jerome liked Nina?

"You seemed to be enjoying his company enough" I said while looking down at my hands while I twisted my fingers within each other.

"Yeah, he apologized after we were done and I guess we started talking." As she said this, I looked up at her face and my heart broke a bit. Her cheeks turned a slight red at the thought of talking to Jerome. I couldn't be loosing her! My shyness about the whole situation diminished as I suddenly got the incentive to ask the girl of my dreams out.

"Well, Nina, why don't we forget about…" Suddenly, Mick knocked on the door. How perfectly timed was the end of his run?

"Fabes? Mate? I'm back and I think you locked the door." I got up and unlocked the door with a very angry, you-couldn't-have-run-ONE-more-block? face. "Oh sorry. I didn't realize I was interrupting something here. The door must have been locked for a reason!" Mick said as he shot me an 'atta boy' wink.

"Oh it's ok. I should be leaving now anyways." Nina said as she got up from my bed and shrugged; making her awkward, yet adorable exit. Mick's eyebrows just raised and he got a sort of goofy look on his face before he just shrugged and entered the room.

"What was that about?" he asked as he sat down on his bed.

"Nothing." I could tell the shyness that I had lost had found it's way back to me.

Just then, Jerome comes bursting through the door.

"Hey mate! Ever heard of, I don't know, NOT stepping on a man's game?" Jerome exclaimed.

"I could ask you the same thing Jerome." I responded. Mick looked up for a second with a rather confused face but then just continued untying his shoes.

"Ohh you actually were trying to make a move and not just steal her away from everyone else for no good reason." Jerome had a point, and he knew it. He had that look in his eye where he knew he had the upper hand. This couldn't end well for me. "How about this, why don't we play a little game?"

"What do you mean?" I responded in a cautious way.

"I mean, let's just see who can win the girl. The one who can get with her first, claims her and the other has to back off."

"Wait, 'get with' her? You mean like…?" by this time, Alfie had wandered into out room with a smile on his face like he knew what was coming.

"You heard me. The first one who can charm her out of her knickers wins." I couldn't believe it. Jerome had a sly smile on his face that Alfie mimicked.

"Jerome, that is in no way, a good idea for starting a relationship!" He obviously didn't genuinely care about her.

"Oh so we're in a relationship with her now are we?" I just shook my head. He was right about some things. If I had really wanted her as a girlfriend, it would seem more apparent.

Don't get me wrong though, I would much rather have Nina as my girlfriend than as another notch on my bedpost as they say. I had fallen in love with her over the past year. And for exactly that reason, I couldn't let Jerome touch her.

"So, what do I have to do for you to back off completely?" I asked in an almost regretful tone.

"Naïve Fabian, that's purely if you win our little game! Since shagging is a bit too vulgar of a term for you, and I just don't do relationships, we'll settle on a snog then. First one to properly snog Nina wins."

"Alright." I just nodded my head. What was I doing? What was I getting myself and Nina in to?

The corners of Jerome's mouth slowly curved up. "Perfect. Come on Alfie, let's go. Night Mick and, Fabian…may the best man win." Jerome said while slithering out the door.

"That was all a bit dramatic." Said Mick, who had quietly sat there the whole time.

"Well, that's Jerome for you I guess." I said putting my head down as I started to get ready for bed.

"Don't worry mate, Nina already fancies you. You've already got a leg up on the competition!" My ears perked up.

"What? Nina fancy me? Since when?" Could I possibly be just as oblivious to Nina liking me as she was about me liking her? Mick just smirked and shook his head.

"I'm going to take a shower. But you should know, my money is on you." He smiled at me as he left.

Now I was alone in my room. Which was probably a good thing. I needed some time to think about what I just did and what I'm going to do about it.

That's about it for this chapter 2. Review if you liked it...or even if you didn't. You should know that I am, in fact, American. But I have been watching "charlieissocoollike" videos and interviews with Hugh Lorie all day to try and figure out this slight culture difference. Let me know how I'm doin!