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Patricia's P.O.V

I continued to fast walk to my first class when there was an announcement on the speaker.

"Could Patricia Williamson report to my office immediately," I could instantly tell the voice was none other than Mr Sweet. I let out a groan, for I knew what this would be about. I changed directions and headed to his office. I pushed on the dusty, wooden door and listened to the creak as it flung open. "Oh, um, Patricia… sit down," he said,as if he was unsure. I nodded and took the seat opposite his desk.

"How are you? I haven't seen you since... well…" he trailed off. Mr Sweet knew everything about what happened - he was the one who saved me. If he hadn't been driving down that road, I don't know what would have happened… But I made him swear not to tell anyone, especially Eddie. I couldn't let this get out.

"I'm fine...I guess…" I mumbled. I could feel tears forming. Why am I crying? What is happening to me? I'm strong, or so I thought I was.

"It's ok to cry you know," he said soothingly. I shook my head and sniffed.

"No it's not. It makes me weak," I murmured.

"You wanna know what I think?" He whispered. I nodded, lifting my head to face him.

"I think you found a way to get out of bed this morning... and that makes you the strongest person I know," he said, comforting me. Even though I was crying and despite everything, I somehow formed a smile.

"Thank-you," I breathed. Mr Sweet nodded.

"You may go to your class, unless you'd prefer to spend the rest of the day at Anubis House?" He asked. I shook my head, knowing that would seem suspicious.

"No, I'll be ok," I said, wiping my tears on my sleeve. Mr Sweet nodded and signalled me out.

Eddie's P.O.V

I stared out the window in a daydream. I couldn't concentrate on the teacher. I had stuff on my mind. What did my dad want with Patricia? Why is she acting so weird? The questions circled my head continuously, begging for answers that may never be given.

"Eddie?" A voice said. I turned to see Fabian looking at me as if I was crazy.

"What?" I snapped, rather harshly, which I instantly regretted.

"I uh… You just looked worried s-so um n-n-nothing," Fabian stuttered, then he turned away to focus on the class. I let out a sigh and continued to wonder into my thoughts. I need to know what's going on with Patricia and I'm gonna find out one way or another. Suddenly, the classroom door opened to reveal Patricia who went to go sit down next to Joy. She then turned and we exchanged glances. "What did he want?" I mouthed. Patricia just shook her head and turned away from me.

What was going on?