A/N: This is the second to last chapter for this story. I hope you enjoy this one, and I'm so excited to write the last chapter. I might not have it up for a little while, because I have a lot to do. I hope you all can understand.

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Guess who's back. So, before I go back to the story, I will inform you about Walt, our trainee, and the progress he's done.

Walt is a talented charms maker. He's good with spells and Egyptian knowledge. Carter and I don't know who he should follow in the path of the gods. He could follow Isis or Thoth, he could even follow the path of Horus if he wanted to.

I actually enjoyed the training sessions I had with Walt over my brother's. Carter was a warrior, not a spell caster. I had to work for hours to get Carter to figure out how to do a proper animation spell. [My brother is saying that it doesn't, but don't listen to him. He's just jealous because I'm a better magician than him.] Walt was naturally good at it. He also liked my teaching style better than Carter's. I would let him go after he completed the lesson whereas my brother would make him learn more nonsense if he finished early.

Anyway, I'm sure you are dying to hear about a certain death god. I recommend that you don't actually die yet because it could be a while before you get judged. It's busy times down in the Hall of Judgment.

So I was going about my own business when the most annoying boy to roam the heavens and the earth showed up outside my window. I didn't know he was there until I heard a "hello, Lady Kane."

I admit that I over reacted. I yelped and spun around. Before I could even comprehend that it was Anubis outside my window, I had thrust out my hand and yelled my favorite destruction spell. The force of the spell sent him over the edge of the balcony. [No, Carter, I don't use that spell too much. As you can see, it's very affective at temporarily getting rid of annoying boys.]

When I realized I had just blasted the god of funerals off my balcony, probably to his own funeral, I ran over to the edge. I saw him standing on the platform below my room with an annoyed look on his face. He was completely unharmed.

"Why is it, Lady Kane, that you always use that spell when we meet?" He asked as he looked up at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Maybe if you called me by my actual name we wouldn't have that problem. Also, it is very stupid to scare a magician who's favorite spell can blast you're shoes off your feet."

He mock bowed. "As you wish, Sadie." Gods of Egypt, he was starting to act like an actual teenager now.

"So are you here for what I think you are?" I asked with a sigh.

"If you are talking about our last conversation, then yes."

I sighed. "Fine, let's talk."

I walked into my room and grabbed the beanbags that I had just gotten for here and put them on the balcony so we could sit. He looked at them with a confused expression. "What are they?"

"They're a form of chair." I sat on one of them, and he copied me. He looked slightly uncomfortable. "Relax, they're comfy."

He nodded. "So . . . can you explain what people do on dates?"

I gave him a dirty look. "You don't beat around the bush, do you?"

He gave me a blank look. "Excuse me?"

I shook my head. "Another time. So people about my age usually go out to a movie or a cheap dinner. Older people, people with money, go to a fancy restaurant or a play."

He nodded slowly. "How long do dates last?"

I laughed lightly. "A bad date or a good date?"

He seemed to go paler. "Both . . ." He made it sound like a question.

"A bad date can last two minutes and a good date could last hours."

"If you were asked on a date, what would you want to do?" He asked me, looking far too innocent.

"I don't know. It depends on who it is," I answered honestly. I was thanking all the gods I knew and liked, which was about three, that he wasn't making me hold the feature of truth. I think we all know how long I would live with this conversation.

"So . . . would you do me the honor of accompanying me on a date?" His face was so hopeful that I didn't have the heart to tell him no. I was becoming soft. [Shut up, Carter! No one asked your opinion.]

"Sure. What are we going to do?" I asked nervously. I went through the possibilities and they all ended up with a graveyard or a funeral.

He beamed at me, a telltale sign that the world was about to end. "It's a surprise. I'll see you tomorrow.

Without warning, he disappeared. I cursed in Ancient Egyptian and picked up my beanbags and threw them against the wall. I stormed out of my room to get something to eat.

I apparently interrupting the boys bonding time over and action movie. I thought Carter only watched documentaries. [Ow! Don't pinch me!]

"What's wrong?" Carter asked me with narrow eyes.

"Nothing," I snapped. I turned to Walt. "I'm going to be unable to give you your lesson tomorrow, so you'll have a double lesson with Carter."

Walt groaned whereas Carter's eyes got even smaller. "Why?" my brother asked in a voice that told me he went into older brother ninja mode.

"Because I'm going out."

"Where?"

I glared at him. "I'm going out with a friend."

"Who?"

Who knew my brother could be even more annoying than usual. "A guy friend."

"Who?"

I glared at him. "Anubis."

Both of their mouths dropped. I ran upstairs before they could comment, or in Carter's case scream. Once I locked my door, I realized that I forgot my snack. I sighed and walked over to my mini fridge and pulled out a coke and a bag of Jelly Babies. I plopped on my bed and stared at my ceiling. I wondered what the date was going to be.

Shoot! I have to go; Walt accidentally lit the main room on fire. Until next time, Sadie Kane over and out.

A/N: Thank you for reading this chapter. If I get seven reviews on this chapter I will update the next chapter before the month is over. I hope you all have a great night and enjoy the rest of the summer. ~JerinAnn