A/N: Thank you to the two people who followed me! bookloverbookworm and protective of my pink book, you two are the best! Thanks for the encouragement! ENJOY this next installment of Tears of Red!

I DON'T OWN HOUSE OF ANUBIS...sadly.

"MOTHER!" I screamed and I heard Nina say the same thing. I was lying in bed still in my clothes from the night before. My hands were shaking and cold with sweat.

"Nina? Elaina?" mumbled Amber from the other side of the room. "What's going on?"

"What's going on?!" yelled Patricia, showing up in the doorway holding her Algebra book like a weapon. "Is someone hurting you?"

"No one's dead, Patricia," mumbled Nina vaguely.

"What's going on?" asked Mara coming up behind Patricia.

"The white lady," I muttered.

"Dearies! Is everything alright!" cried Trudy, pushing the two girls in the doorway out of her way.

"It was just a nightmare," mumbled Nina.

The boys rushed in the door, pushing past the girls. "Nina!" cried Fabian. "Is everything alright?!"

She nodded. "It was a nightmare, nothing to be afraid of," I sang quietly.

"Just a dream, you have no reason to fear it," she whispered.

"Were there wolves chasing after you? Were there mountains you had to leap o're?" we sang. "A stream unending, you had to row? That is all past now, go to sleep my child."

"Go to sleep my child," I whispered-sang.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" asked Patricia.

Trudy glared at her before saying, "Lovies, what was it?"

"Was it aliens!?" asked Alfie, jumping up. I shook my head.

"What about Fabian dying?" asked Amber.

"Then why would I wake up to?" I asked. "And scream for my mother?"

"Twin telepathy?" asked Fabian. Nina shook her head.

"We have that, but it wasn't Fabes dying. It was—" Nina began.

"A bad hair day?" asked Amber.

"No, but—" I said, trying to get my words out.

"Him?" asked Patricia, referring to Rufus Zeno.

"No, but—" began Nina.

"You were in a hotel," muttered Eddie. Mara and Mick stared at him, as they didn't know about all that stuff about Nina being the Chosen One and Eddie her Osirin.

"Fabian's got competition," muttered Mick.

"That is freaky," muttered Mara.

"Is everything alright?" asked Eddie.

We both nodded. "It's just a dream," I muttered, "it's nothing to worry about." Nina nodded and flopped back on her bed. The others trailed out of the room, leaving us in peace a quiet.

I lay awake. I couldn't go to sleep with just having that dream. I hear a creak and something sat down on my bed next to me. "Elaina," the shape that I knew was Nina whispered. "Can we talk?" I sat up and we leaned up against the wall, hanging our feet off the side of the bed.

"What?"

"I'm just worried. I mean last term there was that whole ankh cup thing and then this is starting," she muttered, staring across the room at Amber.

"I understand. And then there's Fabian," I stated. I could feel her blush.

"Well, no, I—we aren't—" she stuttered.

"Nina, be honest with me. I can see inside your brain, I know what goes on inside there. You love him, okay?"

She blushed. "What would I do without you?"

"Let's not think about that," I whispered and put my arm around her. Even though she was older than me, I still acted like the elder sister sometimes. There was a different answer that we both knew, you would die for awhile, then you would live on. That's what we all promised after it happened. So we would know that the others would try at least to live life more.

"Alphabetically put your tests on my desk!" called Mrs. Andrews. "No, Mick, Campbell comes before Jaffray. Sally back of the line, Wells is at the end. Really, you are fifteen year olds!" she scolded. "Class dismissed!"

"Finally! I was beginning to wonder if she was going to keep us there all day and night!" cried Jerome.

"Wouldn't be the first," muttered Alfie.

"Nina, would you like to walk back with me?" Fabian asked Nina. She glanced over at me. I laughed and pushed past her by whispering in her ear, "Love is expectable." I then went over to Amber who wanted to walk over with Nina for some reason.

"Amber! Let's go!" I cried throwing my arm around her shoulders and steering her away from Fabian and Nina or Fabina as she so fondly calls them.

"What are you doing Elaina! I promised Nina I would walk back with her!" she protested.

"Oh she's busy," I said vaguely, pushing her through the doors. She stopped.

"Elaina Martin, you tell me what is going on this minute!" she demanded.

"She has to talk to a teacher about something, she told me to tell you to go on ahead," I lied.

"Really? Which teacher? I can wait," she said.

"Nah…It's really important and she didn't want you to have to wait too long."

"Oh alright." FINALLY!

"Nina, I was worried about you! You didn't show up after school and Elaina told me you had to talk to a teacher. What was it about?" Amber demanded when Nina and Fabian showed up about ten minutes after us with a very prominent blushed on their faces. Nina looked over at me, asking why I told her that she needed to talk to a teacher.

"Oh that, it was nothing Amber," she said.

"Oh, fine," Amber said, returning to her pink magazine.

Nina sat down next to me and demanded, "What?"

I rolled my eyes and closed my book with a thump. "I figured you and Fabes wouldn't want an Amber jumping all over you and calling out 'Fabina!' over and over again. So I did you a favor."

"Thanks." She sighed. "I wish…"

"Trust me. We both do."

"Alfie, would you do me the kind favor of searching your room for my pet bug I seemed to have miss placed somewhere in your room," Patricia said calmly when we were eating dinner.

"WHAT!" yelled Alfie. "HOW COULD YOU TRIXIE! GET IT OUT OF THERE AT ONCE!"

"I couldn't help it. It just went in there! I don't want to go into your messy room," she said, cutting into her spaghetti.

"I WILL SO KILL YOU FOR THIS!" Alfie yelled before marching away from the table and away into his room.

"How could you Patricia!" cried Mara.

"I didn't let a live bug in. It's Steve, my pet plastic spider. He just crawled in there after school," Patricia said shortly.

"PATRICIA WILLIAMSON!" yelled Alfie from the hallway as he came back into the room holding up a giant spider. "I swear the next time you do anything—!"

"Alfie, it was a joke! You of all people should know that!" Patricia laughed.

"Not funny," he said, pouting in his chair.

"Is too!"

"NOT!"

I laughed and glanced over at Nina who was torn between laughing and telling them off or crying. I knew who they reminded her of. I saw it too. Xander and Aggie.


"Mom!" called Aggie. "Xander took my shoes again!"

"I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Not!"

"SHUT UP!" yelled Nina, laughing. "You'll give her another head ache. Mom, can me, Liv, and 'Laina go with Gran to the store?"

"Go before I yell at you too," she joked.

"Thanks Mom!" I yelled before grabbing my coat and following Nina down the stairs to the lobby where we were meeting Gran.

"Hello dears," she smiled. "You all look so grown up."

"Gran, you just saw us yesterday," laughed Liv.

"And the day before that," laughed Nina, coming out of a hug.

"And the day before that for a week," I laughed. She smiled at us all.

"Well, the food isn't going to wait forever. Come along dears, I thought we would eat dinner tonight at my house," she began, leading us to her car. "And then we could watch maybe some cartoons and then—"

"Gran, whatever you have planed will be wonderful," promised Olivia. She laughed and we got into her car.

"Dearies, why don't we split up in the store. Olivia, darling, can go with Elaina, and I can go with Nina and we'll get so much more done. How does that sound?" asked Gran sitting in the driver's side of the car and driving on the left side of the road towards the store.

"Great Gran," Olivia said from the passenger seat. "What do we need?"

"Oh the list is in my purse, you can just tear it in half and get that, then meet me at the register at 9:30, okay?"

"Sounds good Gran," she answered.

Livy and I found all of the stuff and we were waiting by the register when I saw it. The big flashing red sign.

I pulled on Livy's shirt. "Olivia, look at that," I said slowly, pointing.

She dropped the thing she had been holding. "Oh my God."

A/N: I would like to have a review, but thanks again to you those of you who have read the story. I know how you feel when authors beg for reviews, and I am joining their number. By all means just skip the review part...but please? See you wonderful lot sometime soon!