Chapter 3 (Nina's POV)
Senkhara's present in this chapter! Anything she says is bold, like this.

My alarm clock woke me up promptly at eight in the morning (of course I don't recall ever setting it). It was Saturday and yet it still beeped. I clicked it off, and threw a pillow at Amber. She moaned, and turned over. I have no idea what time she usually wakes up, so I leave her be.

I walk over to my drawers, and looked through them. I had a lot of different clothes, and I noticed my purple sundress was all the way at the bottom. Why hadn't I decided to wear it before? I always wore this back at home. Was it maybe because of the boys, meaning Alfie?

I decided to wear it anyways, and grab my purple headband. I head into the bathroom, and take a quick shower. The warm water felt good on my face. I quickly dry myself off, and put on my purple sundress. I twirl around, and the dress spins with me. I smile, remembering I had worn this when I went to Gran's surprise party.

I dry my hair, and think about what to do with it. I could cringe it, straighten it, or even curl it. When my hair is untouched, it's all frizzy. I decide to curl it, and then put my hair into the purple headband. I look at the bathroom clock, and it was already nine. I walked back to my room, and Amber was brushing her hair, and already wearing her clothes.

"Nina, your hair is curled! How cute is that! And a sundress? That is so unlike you!" Amber said, clapping her hands together.

"Really? At home, I always wear things like this."

"Nins, your hair is usually cringed, and you usually wear a shirt and shorts that are hardly noticeable." Amber said, giggling at the end. I would NEVER wear that at home, so why did I wear shorts that short? I did notice all my shorts at the top of my drawers.

"Wow. Um, I am going to go downstairs and get some breakfast. Want to come?" I ask her, and she bounces from my chair.

"You're trusting me a bit more! And I can't wait to go shopping later!" Amber said, smiling. I smile back at her, and we head downstairs. Fabian is on the couch, reading some book that looks Egyptian. He perked up when he saw Amber and I, and came towards us.

Fabian took my hand, and took me into the living room. Everybody was sitting there, looking at us. It made me blush a bit.

"Okay Nina, I told everybody about your amnesia. So, let me introduce everybody." Fabian said, and then everybody got up and stood in a line, facing us. Amber sat back on the couch, and watched.

Fabian led me over first to a tall, blonde haired guy. He was standing next to a girl who looked like a complete punk and rebel. He smiled, but it didn't ring a bell.

"This is Eddie. He is the only other American on campus. He is pretty new here, and you didn't know him that well." Fabian said, and Eddie and I shook hands.

"Nice to meet you again." Eddie said, making me laugh.

Fabian then moved me towards the punk girl, who smiled at me.

"This is Patricia. You guys were pretty close." Fabian explained, and I shook her hand.

"Lucky you remember Fabian, aren't you?" Patricia said, and I blushed. She laughed when I did. Is it really surprising?

Then, I was next to Alfie again, making me ultimately uncomfortable. Alfie looked down, and Fabian took a deep breath.

"This is Alfie, the one who apparently chased you around campus. You guys didn't talk much last year, other than for a few things." Fabian told me, and Alfie held out his hand. I refused it, looked down myself. He didn't say anything, and he must be utterly ashamed.

Fabian cringed at the silence, which was pretty awkward. He walked me over to a pale boy, who was pretty tall. He had a smirk on his face. He must be very good friends with Alfie.

"This is Jerome, the other prankster around here. You guys were kind of friends, kind of enemies." Fabian said, and we shook hands, like I had done with everybody else so far.

"Maybe a new start is better." Jerome joked, and I nodded. Fabian then led me to an Indian girl, who was smiling sweetly at me.

"This is Mara. You guys were friends last year, but you didn't talk to her much either." Fabian said, giving another deep breath. It seems I didn't talk to almost anybody. Did I only hang around Amber and Fabian, plus Patricia? And he mentioned I was sort of enemies with Jerome. Why was that? And Alfie, what reasons did he mean?

She shook my hand, not saying a word. I was getting a little antsy to leave.

Next to her, Fabian explained was Mick, who I almost never talked to. We also shook hands, and we were finally at the last person. She had dark hair, and was giving me an evil glare. Fabian kept his hand and mine, but never said anything about her.

Amber rolled her eyes, and came running over to the rescue. There was tension between her and Fabian. I wonder what their history is.

"This is Joy, the one who always tries to take Fabian from you. She is your mortal enemy." Amber said, going back over to the couch. Joy and I just kept glaring at each other, until Fabian walked me into the kitchen.

He let go of my hand, and opened up the fridge. He took out two apples, and threw one to me. I bit into it, and it was sweet.

"I feel like I never talked to anybody before, you know…" I said, after eating about half my apple. He looked up at me, and frowned.

He walked over to me, and gave a worried smile.

"We were always so involved with the mystery, which only you, me, Amber, Patricia, and Amber knew about. Jerome and Alfie did too, but weren't in it as long. And Jerome betrayed us last year. You didn't really talk to anybody outside the mystery. And Joy, she was gone last year." Fabian explained. I seemed so obsessed about this mystery. What exactly is the mystery about anyways? I still haven't been told!

Just before I was about to ask, Fabian replied "I'll tell you more about the mystery when you get more used to this situation." I nodded, and took another bite into my apple. Still juicy and sweet.

I walked back out of the kitchen, and Fabian stayed behind, still eating his apple. I also noticed he was glaring back at Joy, who was also glaring at him. Amber watched them intensely, like she was really interested by them.

I want to find out more about Fabian and Joy eventually, but I have a shopping spree to go to. I walk over to her, where she was still watching them.

"Ready to go, Amber? I totally am." I said, and Amber nodded. We both ran upstairs to grab some money, and our coats.

"Amber, I don't think I have any money." I said, rummaging through all my things. I only had a few dollar bills, but that wouldn't buy me anything in London. I have no euros anywhere.

"I'm treating you to a spree, Nina! I didn't think you would have any money anyways! I'm prepared!" Amber said, smiling. I really didn't want her to spend her good money on me.

"Amber, I don't know if…" I started saying, but she quickly cut me off.

"If you refuse it, I will scream." Amber said, talking seriously. I grab my coat, and we head back downstairs. We tell everybody that we are going shopping, and they all wave good-bye to us. Other than Joy, who was no longer looking at Fabian, but talking to him.

Fabian was about to say something to me, but Joy stopped him. I wanted to slap her right in the face. Whoa, did I just think that? She must really be my mortal enemy. I can feel it.

The taxi pulls up towards a small store, called "JJ's Canvas". Amber and I step out of the taxi, and she pays the driver. The taxi soon drives away, and I look up at the shop. Was it some sort of art place? I didn't think Amber was an arty sort of person. Maybe I was wrong. It's not like I know anything about her anyways.

"Do you want to shop here? I just asked the driver to drop us off in town. There are a lot of stores to see." Amber said, eyeing the store herself. I'm not that interested in art. It's kind of boring to me.

I shook my head, and we walked down the street. Amber was right; there are plenty of shops here. One of them caught my eye, and Amber noticed me looking at it. It was a book store, which looked more like an antique shop.

"Can we go in there?" I asked Amber, and she nodded. We walked in, and the place looked old. Like nobody has walked in it in years. I look around the dusty shelves, looking for something maybe Fabian would like. He is constantly reading books about Egypt. Maybe I could find an Egyptian book he would like.

I don't think anybody else but Amber and I are in the store. I don't see a soul here. I keep looking through the dusty books, trying my best to find an interesting book for Fabian. Amber stayed at the front entrance, probably not wanting to get any cobwebs in her hair. There were a lot of them.

A certain book caught my eye, since it wasn't dusty at all. It was like it actually had been touched recently. I picked it up, and read the title. "Anubis Legends." That was the name of the house! I grabbed the book, and then looked to see if there was any place to buy it.

"Find anything interesting? I have no idea why you would pick such a place. Well, yeah I do." Amber said, giggling. What was so funny? What is because of the mystery? Mysteries are usually dark and scary. Did it have to do with something in the house?

"Yeah, I just don't know if I am supposed to buy it, or…" I replied.

"Well, you figure that out, I need some fresh air. I'll wait for you outside." Amber said, and she walked back outside. She left me in a dark, creepy, abandoned book store. That's kind. I ignore the thought, and I look around for somebody to help.

I can't find anything in here.

"Take the book and go, no money is nessasairy." Somebody said, from the end of the store. I don't even have money, Amber has it. I totally forgot.

I don't want to take a book without paying, that really wouldn't be nice.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Get out of my shop, girl!" The voice boomed back, strong enough to blow me against the door. I bite my lip to keep myself from screaming. That was extremely uncalled for. I open the door quickly, and step out holding the book. Amber looked when the door opened, and asked what the big noise was, and I told her I just dropped a bunch of books.

We started walking again, and we stopped at a small café. We both had a croissant, and then we went back to walking. Amber soon started complaining about walking, and stopped me.

"Nina, we have been walking around for hours! My feet are killing me!" Amber said, moaning.

"You can go, Amber. I think I want to go back to that book store to look around. I have a few American dollars, and I am sure that's enough for a taxi to get home." I said, and Amber sounded relived. She soon called over a taxi, and drove away, saying she would call me when she got back to the house.

I wasn't really interested in looking at the book store again. I had Fabian's book, and that is all I needed from there. It was getting late too, so I wasn't sure if I wanted to go far. The book store was all the way back.

I was in front of a cupcake store, and decided to walk in. It smelled sweet, full of different sugars. An old lady is at the counter, serving a little girl. She smiled at her blue cupcake, which had yellow sprinkles all over it. The old lady looks over at me, and waves me over. I walk over, and see all the different cupcakes.

There must be a hundred different cupcakes in the display case.

"After I close tonight, I have to throw them all out. You can take as many as you'd like. By now, they are getting a bit stale, and I don't want to charge anything for them." The old lady said, and I looked back at the cupcakes. She was going to throw out all these beautiful cupcakes. It would be polite to take some.

I'll buy one for everybody. How many people are there? I'll just get ten, and hope for the best. I pick out a rainbow of colors, each one having a different color. The old lady hands me them, and I thank her.

I walk outside, and breathe in the fresh air. It was late. I should be getting back to the house. I didn't see any taxis out though.

"You really are a stupid girl, aren't you?"

I turn around, to see some sort of ghost figure. I open my mouth to scream, but nothing comes out. She smiles evilly, and chuckles.

"You don't know anything, Nina."

How does she know my name? And how is this possible? Ghosts aren't real, or they aren't supposed to be.

"Who are you, and how do you know my name?" I whisper, and the ghost laughs.

"Doesn't matter, Nina. I'm just hear to warn you, anyways."

"Warn me, about what?"

"Them."

I turn around again, and see a group of boys. They looked strong, but looked to be around my age. I gulped, and started scooting back. It didn't make a difference.

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