Hello, amazing readers and reviewers! It has been more then a week of no updates! Tragic, I know. ):
In case any of you care, it was because of Writer's Block and dance that this chapter is so late. Writer's Block: well, that is pretty much self-explanatory. Dance: I'm preparing for a summer intensive that lasts 6 weeks! It's out of state, too! Yes!
Anyways, onto the more important things. Like a disclaimer!
-All Odin House characters such as Charlotte, Michael, and Debbie, who seem to be the only people I write about... (I should fix that) belong to Dante Alighieri1308. I promise to write about the other characters soon!
-House of Anubis characters don't belong to me either... Sadly. It's so sad.
Now, the chapter all of you have been patiently waiting for: Chapter 7!
Chapter 7-We Meet Again . . .
After telling Michael about my crazy dream, I felt much better. It was as if a huge weight lifted off of my chest, as if a burden as heavy as the sky was taken from my shoulders; I knew I did not have to face this alone, this new mystery surrounding a disappearance, memory loss, and a new life.
School went on without a change, though Michael did talk to me more often. He wanted me to talk to more of the Anubis people, but for some reason I always found a way to get out of it. Maybe I was afraid if anyone else did not know who I was I would break down completely?
On a different note, I wanted to ask Charlotte about her history with Michael, not because I wanted to be nosy, but because I was curious about why Michael was so awkward about it when he told me.
I saw her in the corner of the hallway, talking to a cheerleader with pretty blond hair, and I rushed forward to walk back to Odin with her. I ran into someone who had turned the corner, and my bag swung forward, dropping all of my books to the ground. The person's bags also fell and they stumbled forward to pick them up.
I groaned and dropped to my knees to gather whatever contents had fallen. One history book, one math (or as the British called it, "maths") book, one notebook for French, and my pencil case. Just as I was about to grab the last thing, the novel "A Midsummer Night's Dream" by William Shakespeare, a hand reached and grabbed it instead.
"Excuse me, but that's mine," I said, reaching to take it.
A familiar voice replied, "Um, no. This book is mine. It has my name in it."
I looked up, staring into Fabian's dark blue eyes. For a second, I could not breathe, staring into those eyes. Once, I had fallen in love because of those blue eyes. I blinked fast, snapping out of my trance.
"Let's just see whose name is on the inside." I snatched the paperback from him and opened the book to the inside cover. "Nina Martin" was written in neat handwriting.
"See?" I said.
Fabian looked confused. "Then where's mine?" He searched through the remaining things on the floor,
I lifted up the navy blue notebook that I had borrowed from him for French a few weeks back and saw a green and gold cover. I looked on the inside cover and saw "Fabian Rutter" written in his handwriting.
I shook the novel in his face. "I think this one is yours," I said.
He gave me a grateful look. "Thanks." He stood up as I collected the last few things that still laid on the ground.
"No problem, it was just a mix-up," I replied.
"Nina, right?" Why does he keep forgetting my name? "Sorry for accusing you about taking my book."
"It's okay. It was just a mistake. You're name's Fabian?" I asked.
"Yeah. What's your next class?" he said. "I have Biology with Sweetie."
"Me too! Can you believe that assignment he gave us last week? I had no idea how to finish it."
"Oh, all you do is formulate the equation and-" He was interrupted by a loud exclamation.
"Fabian! What are you doing?" Joy said in a shrill voice. She appeared behind us, a fire in her eyes at seeing the two of us chatting. Was I that jealous when I saw him with Joy?
"Oh, hi Joy." Fabian wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her on the cheek. Blood boiled under my skin at the sight. I'm supposed to be in Joy's position this year. He was supposed to be kissing me, tugging me close to him; I could not keep these jealous thoughts from running through my mind as I watched Joy smile in reply and tuck her head onto his shoulder.
"Have you met Nina? She's in a few of our classes, and I almost stole her Drama novel." He gave me one of his cute smiles, the ones I loved seeing.
Joy lifted her head from Fabian's shoulder. She tilted her head, giving me an inquiring look. "No, I haven't met you. Hi, I'm Joy Mercer."
"Hey. Nina Martin. Great to meet you." I smiled. I did not want to get off on the wrong foot with Joy, like last time I had met her. After I had put the cup together, she did not look very happy with me. So, I was determined to be friends with her this year.
She nodded, and then glanced at the clock on the wall. "Shoot, Fabes were going to be late for class. Let's go."
Fabian noticed the time and nodded. He grabbed her wrist and said, "C'mon Nina. We can't be late!" I followed him to class, glad to finally be talking to Fabian.
Class went on as usual, though Fabian stopped looking at Joy so much and more at the lesson. Seeing his attention averted made class much more bearable, knowing Joy was not the center of his universe.
By the time the day was over, Fabian and I had become friends once again. We sat together at lunch, talking and rambling about random things. I met Amber and Patricia, too. This is how the conversation went . . .
Fabian walked toward the couch where Amber was drying her pink nails, adding little white flowers to the dry nails. Patricia was sitting at the base of the couch, playing the game "Tetris" on her phone.
"Hey guys, this is Nina. She's new here," Joy announced. Amber and Patricia looked up. Patricia raised an eyebrow.
"Newbie, huh?" I had a flicker of a memory at my first day of Anubis, when Patricia had given me the title of "the new girl/newbie". "Aren't you the American?"
I nodded. "Yeah, I'm here on a scholarship program. Hi."
Patricia gave me a half-smile, and I noticed Amber looking at me curiously. Her head was to the side, her hand paused in midair as she painted her ring finger with a white petal.
"Do I know you? You look really familiar." She capped the nail polish bottle, waved her hands around to dry the paint and stood up to greet me. "I feel like I know you. Have I met you before?"
My inner dialogue started babbling: Yep Amber, we have met. I went to Anubis House last year after Joy was kidnapped by a desperate cult trying to gain immortal life, then we solved a mystery where we found an old Egyptian treasure from King Tut's tomb, called the Cup of Ankh, which gives immortality with an elixir created by the evil housekeeper Victor!
On the side of that, Patricia thought I was a major part of Joy's disappearance, until she joined "Sibuna", our mystery-solving gang, so she switched rooms with you and Mara. We became roommates and best friends. After we solved the mystery, Mara, becoming the representative of the school, allows the school to have a Prom where Amber elected Fabian and I as Prom King and Queen, and the rest is history.
What I really said, was, "I don't think so. I've never been to England before, so I doubt I've seen you around."
"Hmm," Amber pondered for a moment. She looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Mick walking in the door. She focused on him, completely forgetting Patricia, Fabian, Joy and I.
"Mick! How are you? I haven't seen you in so long!" Amber hugged her boyfriend around the waist.
Mick smiled, wiping his sweaty face with a towel wrapped around his neck. "Sorry, Ambs, training is getting rough. Ms. Roberts is killing me with all of the laps."
"Oh, sorry Boo! That sounds so hard! I don't know how you do it; I could never get that sweaty." Amber rolled her eyes. She gasped, as if remembering something. "Oh! Mick, meet Nina! She's new here."
"Hey, Mick Campbell. Nice meeting you, Nina." Mick smiled. There was a small silence, then Mick broke it. "Well, I'm gonna get my lunch, I'll see you later, everyone."
After that, conversation moved along steadily. Patricia and Joy started chatting, Fabian began to eat his lunch while reading a science-fiction novel, and Amber and I began to talk, which mainly consisted me listening to Amber rambling about her relationship with Mick as I nodded and gave the appropriate responses.
As I walked back to Odin House through the cul-de-sac of homes, I looked at the phone number painted in white nail polish on my hand. It was Amber's; she said to call soon so we could meet for shopping.
When I was at the door, I went through the entrance and immediately got hugged by Tori. I was stunned and shocked. Why was Tori hugging me?
She glanced into my face, her expression full of joy and her face fell. She shoved me aside, scoffing and said, "Ugh, not you! I'm looking for Tony, seen him?"
I shook my head, silently ascending the stairs. "Sorry, no. Just left school and he wasn't there."
She blew air out of her pursed lips, looking through the peephole in the doorway. I turned tail and ran into my room. I opened the door a crack and heard a soft voice whispering.
"Michael, why did you give this to me? Why did we ever break up? It was just such a stupid thing . . . And why have I kept this necklace from you?"
"Why are you asking yourself questions?" I asked, opening the door all the way and striding into the room.
Charlotte gasped, stuffing something under her pillow. She pressed some starfish pillows from her bed onto the hidden object, giving me a nervous smile. Then, she sat onto the pillows, completely obscuring whatever was underneath the various pillows.
"H-Hey Nina. What's up?" Charlotte let off a nervous laugh.
I raised an eyebrow. "What have you got under there?"
"N-Nothing. You must have been imagining things. Hey, let's go downstairs! I think Debbie made cookies!"
"You want to have some of Debbie's cookies? Yeah, that's a great distraction. I can tell when you're lying. What is it?" I said, moving toward her.
She actually laid onto the pillows. "It's nothing! Let's go, yeah?"
"No, I actually want to see what you're hiding. Let me see it," I replied, grabbed her arms to pull her off of the pillows. Charlotte resisted, and we tugged back and forth at each other.
Finally, I was able to reach from under her to grab the pillow from underneath her. There was a chain sitting there, with a delicate pendant at its center.
I sat on the bed, picking the necklace up by its chain. "Michael gave this to you." It was not a question, a simple statement.
"Yeah. We used to go out. And, he gave it to me for Christmas."
"Will you tell me about it?" I asked softly.
Charlotte took a deep breath, about to speak, when Debbie burst through the door. She was out-of-breath, her expression frazzled from panic. Her normally straight hair was flying all over the place, more proof of Debbie freaking out.
She asked, "Have any of you seen Alan?"
So. That was Chapter 7. Hope you liked it, because I certainly did not. It took me forever to write this chapter. I had all of it planned in my head after I finished Chapter 6. But after her encounter with Fabian, I just lost my writing spree. That was the main reason for such a long wait.
Yes, the cliff hanger was necessary, I need to figure out a good story for Charlotte and Michael's relationship. Any of you have amazing ideas, please PM me, or write it in the reviews! Thanks. (:
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