Thanks for your reviews, they made my day! And that was the longest time I've ever gone without updating. Sorry! I have NO inspiration.

I don't own House of Anubis (saw that coming).

The Sibuna Club kept our distance from Talya. (Well, okay, Patricia and her got in a few fights.) Talya, meanwhile, walked around like a queen, as if she wasn't going to secret, evil meetings every other night. Everything was normal, in a dense, wary way.

Talya, looking like a mini angel, checked her watch for the billionth time.

"What, is Skank R Us having a sale?" asked Patricia.

"Yeah, and why don't you come along? I'll drop you off at Goth Barbie, you could use some new clothes anyway." She retorted with out missing a beat.

"Ohhh, I love Sakks! But I have to say the mall is the best!" said Amber cheerfully, not noticing the sarcasm and raw hate in Patricia or Talya's voice. Everyone gave her a "Really, Amber?" look. She gave us a confused pout and went back to her dinner.

"Anyway, I gotta go. See ya!" Talya flashed a megawatt smile at us and slipped away.

I heard Patricia call her something not-so-nice that started with an S. And I don't think it was "stupid."

"Ms. Marks, can you explain pii again?" Alphie asked politely. This was his method: ask simple questions so you don't actually learn anything.

"Alphie, if you're so curious, why don't you study tonight and then do an extra-credit assignment?"

"Um, yes ma'am," Alphie sulked. Miss Marks was the only one that didn't tolerate him.

The loud bell rang and immediatly things became cheerful and rambunctious. Some people ran out (Alphie), some stayed to talk (all the girls of Anubis house), while others gathered up their stuff (usually me and Fabian).

"Nina, Fabian, Patricia, Jerome, Amber and... we can leave Alphie. Can those students come here, please?" Miss Marks sat at her desk.

Exchanging a glance with Fabian, we all waited for the room to clear out before we went towards her.

"Did we do something wrong, Miss Marks?" I asked her.

"No, Nina, none of you did. That I know of," She glanced quickly at Jerome before at the rest of us. "But I need someone to keep watch. Amber, when there's a teacher coming, yell... oh, I don't know, shoes?" Amber nodded and flounced to the doorway.

"Anyway. I wanted to let you know..." Her eyes cut sharply from side to side before she leaned in a little. "I'm on your side. I know about everything. The Order and their secret meetings, Talya, Rufus..."

"Shoes!" exclaimed Amber.

"And that is why X is equivilant to thirty-six. Thank you for the question, Mr. Rutter."

Mr. Sweet walked in. "Angelina? Will you have the grades submited by Friday?"

"Of caurse I will," She said in her no-nonsence voice.

"Make sure you do," He replied, looking at us curiously, like we were up to something. But I suppose we were.

After he left, we all turned back to Miss Marks. "Anyway, I'm on your side. My grandmother was the Chosen One before Sarah. She told me about everything, before she died. Everything. So, as you can imagine, I know quite a bit of information."

"And your telling us this because...?" Amber asked.

"Amber! The door!" scolded Patricia, and Amber scurried back to the doorframe.

"I'm telling you this so that you know you can trust me. Come to me when things get to complicated."

"Will do, Miss Marks," said Fabian politely, slightly confused. And we left.

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