Hey, I'm back!
Nina POV
The next day was pure torture. I got dirty looks from Fabian, everyone else applauding me for standing up to Joy, but Joy was completely blank. She made it seem as if it never happened. After the long day, I went up to Amber after dinner.
"Hey Amber." I said, my tone nonchalant.
"Hi! Everyone at school was so pumped about the song!" She replied happily.
"Exactly what I needed to talk to you about. Do you know who wrote the song?" I asked. Her happy face quickly changed into worry.
"Um, I'm sorry, I can't tell you."
"What? Why not, Amber?"
"After we all saw you crying, they made me swear to secrecy! And I keep my secrets!"
"So it was someone in Anubis house?" I pestered. She paled.
"Oh no, I did not say that!" She cried. I smiled and walked into my room.
That night I considered the possibilities of who wrote the song. Alfie was out of the question. He would write a song on aliens or something. Patricia is Joy's best friend, so she wouldn't have written it. Of course, Fabian wouldn't have done it. So that left Mara, Joy, Jerome, and Amber. Most likely Jerome. I decided to talk to him before breakfast.
The next morning, I got ready extremely quickly and made it to the dining room in record time. I saw Jerome on the couch, watching TV.
"Hey Jerome." I say, sitting next to him. He looks at me like I'm an alien.
"Ok, what do you want." He asks. This is what I like about Jerome, he likes to cut to the chase.
"Did you write that song?" I whisper. He smirks, but shrugs.
"Nina, I don't write songs. But I know someone who does." He admits.
"Really, who?"
"Not telling." He tells me. I'm about to inquire him more when Trudy calls us for breakfast. I sigh. I'll have to wait until after school.
As soon as the school day is over, I rush to Jerome after school.
"Hey." I say. He rolls his eyes at me.
"Oh no, not you again. Shouldn't you be crying to yourself again?" He complains. That hurt way more than I expected. A tear ran down my cheek, and I ran to the house. I ran up to my room and, again, cried into my pillow. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door.
"Martin, open up. I'm sorry." I recognized Jerome's voice. I got up and let him in. I closed the door behind me and sat next to him on my bed.
"Wow, this must be hitting you really hard, isn't it?" He asks. I nod.
"It hurts so much to see Fabian hate me. He's my best friend! No one was ever friends with me in America. I don't think he'll ever forget about this."
"Look, I don't know about Fabian, but I can help you feel better. Listen to this." Jerome takes a recorder of his backpack, along with some earphones. I put them on and I hear the song I sang at the talent. But it wasn't my voice. It was Alfie's.
Yep, I left it on a cliffhanger. I will try my best to write a new chapter by tomorrow, kk? I hope you guys liked it! Even though it's kind of short, I think it's very informative.