So, here's chapter 2, please review after!
Disclaimer: I own neither Charmed nor House of Anubis! (I wish I did)
A/N I made the attic into a bedroom.
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Patricia's POV
There's not much that scares me. Actually, that's a lie, a lot of things scare me, but having to share a room with people I didn't know? Pretty high on the list. Knowing there were boys sleeping in the floor below, with easy access to me? Top of the list. As soon as I entered Anubis House, I had been fussed over by my new house-mother, Trudy. She was nice enough, and showed more care within the first 20 minuets then I'd been shown in 15 years. I met some of the girls, and actually managed to talk to the without having a breakdown. So far there was Joy, Nina, Amber and Mara, but apparently more were coming. Then I met the boys and I froze. His instructions on girls were simple, "Don't tell them," his instructions on boys, even easier, "Don't even look." So I didn't. I heard names, but I didn't talk and I didn't look. Dinner came and went and the other girls hadn't arrived. The caretaker, a man named Victor, read out room arrangements, and got very annoyed with the absent members. I was sharing with Joy and a girl called Kat, Nina and Amber were roomed with a girl called Tamora, and Mara was in the attic with two girls called Melinda and Prudence. I was unpacking my things when I heard a man shouting downstairs, while Joy ran out to be nosy, I curled up on my bed and tried to block it out and stop memories and tears.
Kat's POV
Note to self: never sit next to Mel on a plane. My brilliant cousin had apparently inherited her mother's fear of flying. Between delays and her freaking out, we had gotten to the house late, and boy did we regret it. "Well, how nice of you to join us." Came a male voice. Looking to the top of the stairs, we saw a man in a beige overcoat with greasy black hair and facial hair to match. "I am Victor, the caretaker, and you are late." He started walking down the stairs towards us. P.J spoke first,
"Sorry Victor, sir, but our flights and trains were delayed and..."
"DO NOT DARE INTERRUPT ME!" He yelled, causing all four of us to jump, "YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY AMERICANS IN THIS HOUSE, SHE GOT HERE ON TIME, THERE IS NO EXCUSE!" Spit was flying and he was still screaming as he backed into a corner. A woman suddenly appeared behind him and said, kindly, "Now Victor, really, you can't blame them for transport issues." Victor muttered something and sulked upstairs. The woman turned back to us. "Sorry about him, my dears. I'm Trudy, your new housemother. Now, who's who?"
"Melinda Halliwell," Mel said, raising her hand, "Call me Mel."
"Prudence Johanna Halliwell," P.J did the same thing, "Prue or P.J for short."
"Kat Mitchell," I put my hand up, then, pointing behind me, "That's my twin sister, Tamora."
"It's Tam, unless I'm in trouble."
"Lovely, I'll show you to your rooms..."