Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis or its characters. I only the plot and a few characters.
A/N: I'm sorry this extremely short and late, but i tried. I don't suggest skipping it because of it looks like it's worth nothing, but this chapter is were the Anubis kids meet Aria.
Chapter Three
"Do you think Trudy has supper ready yet?" asked Alfie as Sibuna walked back to the house together.
"We just got out of class, Alfie." Patricia replied flatly, pushing back a strand of dark auburn hair. Her, Joy and Amber rolled their eyes, though Fabian was to focused on his phone.
"What about a snack. I can really go for some of Trudy's famous peanut butter cookies."
They walked up the cement steps leading up to the house just as Eddie and KT entered the house. When they got in, to their surprise, a girl was sleeping soundly on one of the leather couches. She was about fifteen, had long, choppy dark waves that fell around her pale, sharp feature face. She had on had on a uniform of some kind.
"Who-" began Joy when Trudy bursts in with two baskets of clean clothes.
"Oh! I see you've meet our new visitor." she smiled fondly at the sleeping girl. "She was looking for Eddie."
"Me?" asked Eddie.
"You?" Patricia growled, her jealously overflowing. Lucky for her, only Amber had heard her little outburst. The blond turned around briefly, a smile on her face.
Trudy leaned down and shook the girl, trying to wake her. "Wake up, dearie."
The girl's eye's opened slowly, "What time is it? Am I late for-" she saw everyone standing around her. "Oh." she said like reality was settling in.
"Aria, dear, Eddie is here. You said you'd like to talk to him."
"Yes, thank you." Aria mumbled, all of a sudden very nervous and shy.
"Well, I'll leave you." Trudy said shortly, picking back up the clean clothes to go fold them.
"Um, I guess we'll be leavi-"
"No! I actually need to talk to all of you." Aria abruptly announced.
"Why?" Patricia snapped venomously, looking curiously at the girl.
Aria flinched a bit, not because Patricia scared her but because it was the first time she's seen her mom in years (younger or older) and her attitude hurt her, even though Patricia didn't know Aria's parentage at the time. "You might want to sit down." she suggested softly, eyes focused of the ground.
They all sat around her on the large leather couches. When they were settled, Aria began to explain,
"My name is Aria Miller. I'm 15 years old. I'm from 2033."
