Hanna's POV:

Aria helped me get the syrup out my hair and Spencer helped get the makeup off.

"So what are you gonna do?", Emily asked.

I shrugged my shoulders and sighed.

"What if... no never mind", Aria said.

"What is it?", Emily asked.

"Well what if we mess with her love life", Aria said.

"But Hanna already tried with Fabian he is in love with Nina", Emily said.

"Iv'e got an idea!", Spencer said.

"What!", I said.

Then Nina came in she looked under her bed. Then Patricia stuck her head through the door. Nina rushed out and followed Patricia. I put my ear to the door and tried to make out what they were saying.

"So where are they", Patricia said.

"I don't know where they are I think they took them!", Nina said.

Then they walked off.

"Where are those Egyptian pieces?", I asked the girls?

"We left them in the room, Emily said.

Then the door busted open.

"You mean these that you stole from me!", Nina said angry.

"Now give me Corbier and the rest of the ankh pieces", Nina said holding out her hand with Patricia behind her.

"How do you know I have the stupid bird and the other pieces", I said.

" Its sticking out right there", she said pointing under my fold-out bed.

Patricia grabbed Corbier. I tried to stop her but instead I missed and fell face forward and hit the floor.

Patricia snickered and left with Nina behind her.

Nina's POV:

I was so glad we got back the ankh pieces. I knocked on Victor's door.

Victor's POV:

I looked up from my studies and saw Miss Martin. I motioned her to come in she had something in her hand that I quite couldn't make out.

" Um Victor I found Corbier under Hanna's bed", Ms. Martin said.

I snatched Corbier and gently put him on his display stand.

"You're dismissed and thank you for returning Corbier to me", I said.

She walked my studies and returned to her dorm.

THE NEXT DAY (SATURDAY)

Alfie's POV:

Today Victor made me get up and scrub the hallway with a small green toothbrush. He sat there and watched me scrub almost half of the hallway for three hours straight.

"Victor can I please stop!", I groined.

"No boy! Now keep scrubbing", Victor bellowed in my ear.