A/N: Hello guys
A/N: Hello guys! May I present the 4th chapter of this tale. Hope you like it!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl. The OC and the plot though.
From the moment I saw you…from the moment I looked into your eyes…
Fowl Manor
"Welcome my dear! I hope you will enjoy your stay here." said Mrs. Fowl; completely oblivious to Shayne's sheer disliked for her son. "I hope you and Arty will get along well." she added.
'Impossible!' Shayne shuddered at the thought of well-mannered Arty and nice little Shayne getting along well. Angeline Fowl prompted Shayne to their new and expensive-looking sala set. Shayne frowned, she missed the old one.
Artemis came down the stairs, looking directly at his new housemate. He made sure that Shayne's temper will not affect him in any way. 'This girl has a one-tracked mind. This would be easy.' he thought. His dark Armani suit made him look more handsome as ever.
"Hello, Arty, dear. Shayne is here. Aren't you please?" his mother asked him. Shayne tried to smile at Artemis as he sat beside his mother across Shayne. 'This is my worst nightmare!' Shayne cringed. 'Concentrate, Shayne, concentrate!' she told herself.
"I am, Mother. I hope Shayne will cooperate." Artemis flawlessly smiled as he answered. Butler finally entered the manor, staring at the odd situation. Odd because he knew Artemis rarely give a guest a genuine smile.
"Good morning, Mrs. Fowl. Good morning, Master Artemis. Good to see you again, Ms. Rewelf." Butler greeted and bowed before them. Shayne sighed. She was not used to being so formal. Silence intervened between them.
"Where are the twins?" Shayne seek for the two angelic babies. She scanned across the room, her green eyes searching. Unfortunately, she found none.
"Oh, Timmy insisted on taking them to the doctor. He said Myles and Beckett needed some fresh air." Mrs. Fowl laughed softly. Shayne smiled, this time for real. She felt so uncomfortable.
"How is your family?" Artemis asked. Shayne looked at him. 'Wait, his eyes are different! The other one is blue and the other is hazel. Wow.' she wondered. "They're fine. In fact, they are happy about this." She replied sarcastically.
"Is there a problem?" Angeline was concerned. She didn't want her family to be a burden. Trouble is, her eldest son is.
"No, no. I'm fine, Mrs. Fowl. May I please proceed to my room?" Shayne asked, finally, giving up. She stared at Butler, who gave her a reassuring look. She smiled a tiny smile.
"Yes, dear. The maids carried your luggage upstairs. Arty, would you please accompany Shayne?" Angeline suggested happily.
'Oh, no.'Shayne groaned. She wanted to be alone. She wanted to at least have a moment to stare dejectedly at the window. She wanted to at least let a few tears escape.
"Of course." Arty obeyed. Shayne stood up and started to walk. Artemis followed her.
"Are you having a nice time?" Artemis mimicked a casual conversation.
"I know you are having fun right now and stop being so formal with me. Just shut up." she hissed.
"That is not nice to say, Shayne. I don't see the reason why you dislike me so much." he murmured.
"You said the reason. I'm more annoyed at myself, actually. Every time I see you I start to feel annoyed and irritated even if you only smile or stare…" Shayne scowled. She realized she said too much, but she wanted to say more. "…and you are so obnoxious." she continued.
Artemis was amused. He found this average girl interesting. "I see. If that is how you see and feel things, Ms. Rewelf. I will not argue." he smirked as he tried to see Shayne's reaction.
"Definitely. One should respect other's opinion. I thought you will try to change my mind. You are a manipulative person." She stopped at the 2nd to the last door of the floor.
"I am, Shayne. But don't be too judgemental. You will never know what will happen…" Artemis replied.
"Thank you for accompanying me, Master Fowl…" said Shayne sarcastically.
"You are welcome." Artemis smiled and started to walk away.
Haven City
"What's happening to your system, Foaly? The news about Opal's break out and mud man isn't true." Mulch Diggums commented. He reached for the sandwich only to be stopped by Doodah Day.
"Stop it, Diggums. At least, I am not a sandwich-stealer." Foaly retorted. He turned to his computer again and focused on what hhe was doing.
"We should tell Artemis about this. Someone's been messing up with your highly-secured system." Holly looked at her fairy communicator.
"Mud Boy again? All you've been mentioning is Artemis. We should tell him this, we should tell him that..." Mulch teased Holly to his heart's delight. Mulch knows this is one of his benefits for being left by Holly.
"Stop it,Mulch." Holly turned pink. It was all she could say.
"Found her!" Foaly screamed with delight.
"Who?"
"The one who's been messing up with the genius." He replied with a sly smile.
Fowl Manor
"It seems like you didn't prove her wrong. " Butler commented. He followed his principal to the study room.
"You were listening, as I thought. And yes, I didn't prove her wrong. She was scowling at me and signs show that if I did prove her wrong I might get punched." Artemis said. He sat down on the brown couch and started reading his new psychology book.
"As we all know, Shayne is a hot-tempered girl, she doesn't have much patience when someone is irritating her. But I would like to think she will not go too far to get revenge on you. Therefore, Artemis, I think you are just interested in her." Butler muffled a smile. He sat in front of his principal then started to read the newspaper.
"A very convincing analysis, Butler. But i'm afraid that's not the case. Let us just say she annoys me too and I don't want to engage myself to long conversations with her because I barely knew her." Artemis explained himself, never looking up from his book.
Butler smiled. He knew his prinipal was lying. He saw the way Artemis looked at her, with his curious eyes.
"Okay, then. But remember, she is not an experiment."
"I know." He smiled and finally moved on to the next lines of sentences.
Yep, I gave you a present: a cliffie!! Hahaha. Oh well. Please review if you would like to. (No pressure!)
