Disclaimer: I do not own HOA, just my story and OC's. First day of summer! SUMMER 2013!
To the guest who wrote on Chapter One: Listen and listen good, first of all: calling me an ass isn't smart at all. Second of all: Eddie and Patricia will go back together, just in a better, more affectionate and lovable reunion. The first chapter should've said so already, and you clearly misread it.
To SibunaLover123: I know right! Me too!
To the guest who wrote on Chapter Four: If it's so stupid, then why're you reading it?
To Megan: Yeah, I know.
To the guest who wrote on Chapter Three: He did, because Mara persuaded him and his memory was erased somehow about what they did when they finished.
To NinaChosenOne: Fabian and Mara are a no-no. Jerome and Joy...you'll just have to see. Eddie and Patricia will get back together in a more lovable reunion. Alfie and Willow...no, and deal with it. Don't like it, go read something else then.
To bs13: I love your reviews. Um, Mara is acting so OOC because she changed over the summer, Fabian and her...and then she became slightly possessive over him.
-Joy
I yawned as I sat in the next class, with our new teacher. Miss Santiago from America. She's pretty young for a teacher, probably 24. She has auburn hair and tan skin, and piercing blue eyes.
"Morning, class. Today, we have an announcement." She said, standing tall and elegant. "We are having a variety show."
"Don't you mean talent show?" Patricia asked.
"No, because variety is different, and if we called it a talent show, we make people feel like their own selves do not have talent." Miss Santiago explained.
"Ah, makes sense." Patricia muttered.
"Anyway, you can sign up by the student lounge, and can makes groups and sing and dance and whatever. As long it is school-appropriate." Miss Santiago looked over at the boys who were always never school-appropriate.
Eddie was smiling at his red binder, drawing and doodling something inside.
I frowned, what could he be thinking of?
-KT
I walked up to the board after class, scribbling inmy name in fancy cursive.
KT Rush
I turned and saw Eddie. "Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Um, signing up for the show." he scrawled in his name and left.
After considering everything, he hasn't even made the effort to apologize to me. I find this rather weird. Considering he upset me, he acts so nonchalant and carefree.
-Fabian
I pounded my fist on the first brown door, but it won't budge.
"Help!" I scream. "Open up!"
I turn and run to the other brown door.
I turn the knob and it opened. Inside, a bathroom. With every essential needed.
"Odd..." I said, despising it.
"Hello, SweetCheeks." I hear a girl's voice say familiarly and turn, frightened.
The girl was Mara.
Naturally.
I said. "Mara, what do you want?"
"What do I want? Well, I want you to be my boyfriend." she said, acting innocent. I say with loathing in my voice. "That will never happen! Ever!"
Her dark eyes harden as they met mine and she says. "Fine, be that way. But be warned, you will feel tragedy and misery, like you never had in your life, soon enough."
"Oh, yeah?" I scoffed. "Well, I can take anything you throw at me."
"Not at you, at poor, sweet little Nina." her last words echo inside of me as she leaves through the locked door.
-Piper
I went in the student lounge, the dark curtains veiled the stage.
"Uh, Alex?" I say. "I'm um, here."
He pokes his head through the curtains and says with a mischievous grin. "Come on, back here."
I walk slowly, suspicious and aware of my surroundings.
I saw why the stage was veiled and gasped. It was the most beautiful thing in the entire bloody world.
"It's symphony." I say dreamily.
It was a large, grand piano. White, smooth, and clearly brand new. I ran my fingers across, getting through every single not. From the high pitch, to the deepest note.
"It's...it's..." I can't even say the words right as I start to play a song. Simple, like Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
I start, fingers jumping and dancing on the keys, to the song Imagine by John Lennon.
"I found it yesterday, like after school." Alex explained.
"Right here?" I say, my gray-blue-green eyes never leaving the piano.
"Yeah. Same, exact spot." he said, grinning goofily.
"Why were you here after school?" I ask mindlessly.
"It's nothing." he reassures. When we face each other, we heard a swishing sound of someone hurrying the curtain close.
-Willow
I smiled when I saw those two lovebirds. Sitting, playing piano. How romantic.
Unfortunately, I see an image of me and Felix sitting and playing the piano together.
I shook my head and looked to the sign-up sheet. In neat, cursive writing, I wrote down my name and turned. I saw Felix.
"Hey Felix, so, um, you gonna sign up for this year's Variety Show?"
"Course, I'm going to do a song. You?" he asks, his ruffled black hair looks so cute in a messy, disheveled way.
"We should do a duet." I suggested.
Felix smiled, "Really?"
"Y-yeah." I stutter, seeing him smile seemed to have brought out a feeling in me. "We could win."
"It's a competition? I didn't think it was competition." he says and I feel so stupid now. I lied!
I said, "Well, I'm sure it is. See ya." I run from him to Miss Santiago's room and blurt.
"Hey Miss, the Variety Show is also a competition, right?"
"Yes, Willow." she says and mentally, I say, Yes!
"Well, bye Miss Santiago. I bet you're very busy." I say pleasantly.
"I am, Miss Jenkins. Go to your next class, will you?"
I nod and march out the door, smiling as I continue through out the day.
-Nina
I pounded the cellar door. No use.
I sat in the corner and start to cry. Nothing in this world is going to happen.
The door twisted and creaked open.
I back in to the corner and Mara enters. She says with her dark voice. "Hello, little Nina."
"You!" I say, standing and shouting. All the fear left me, and I feel a nagging suspicion in my voice, but I try to ignore it.
-Amber
"Hey, Alfie!" I say cheerfully. He walks by and I kiss his cheek.
He hugs and says. "A walk in the forest, right now?"
I peer out a window, the weather being sunny and glamorous.
"Why not?"
After a while, we found our self by a grove and I see a book.
I pick it up, despite it being dirty and matted with grass.
I smelled the air, it smelled like my perfume. But I didn't wear any today.
So why does it smells like my perfume?
I shudder when I open the book, and I gasped.
It was Nina's book. She left it here, why? I knew it was Nina's because her name is written in neat cursive.
Nina never leaves her book unless she was whisked away.
But by who?
-Eddie
I stood in my room, picking up Fabian's guitar.
Don't worry, Fabian, I'll return it.
But that doesn't mean I'll return it exactly the way I found it.
I strummed a few chords. I began to sing my song, I planned for as an apology.
Darling,
I know your heart seen better times
I know our songs had better rhymes
Before today
No
Darling,
I guess I made the wrong mistakes
I understand if you need your space
Please take your time
Before you go away
So far away
You need to realize
Baby, it's not just you
Before however, I was interrupted with Patricia coming in.
"Sorry for the intrusion, but I need to talk to you."
I smiled. "No, and I am sorry for the event yesterday."
"Don't apologize, it's me that should be sorry." she says, a sad look kindling in her eyes.
"Yacker, does that mean we're even?" I try.
"No, it does not." she jokes. She picked up my notebook and said.
"Is this song 'Not Just You' by Cody Simpson, is this the song you're singing on the variety show?"
"Um, how'd you know I signed up?" I ask.
Patricia smiled. "I signed up myself and saw your name. Watcha singing?"
"Uh, you'll laugh at me." I said, my face burning in embarrassment.
"What? I won't, I promise." she said, letting her pinky out. Within a second, I held out my pinky and our pinkies crossed.
I held out the piece of paper of the song I was going to sing was written down on there.
She took it and crossed her legs and sat on my bed. She smiled, even though her eyes watered slightly.
"It's not laughable. It's sweet." I grinned at her when she said that. Patricia said, "Go, I'll sing with you."
With a sigh, I start all over. (A/N: Intalic: Eddie. Bold: Patricia. Underlined/Bold/Intalic: Eddie/Patricia. Read on!)
Darling,
I know your heart seen better times
I know our songs had better rhymes
Before today
No
Darling,
I guess I made the wrong mistakes
I understand if you need your space
Please take your time
Before you go away
So far away
You need to realize
Baby, it's not just you
You know it hurts me too
Watching you leave
With tears on your sleeve
Don't you notice that mine aren't exactly dry
Baby, it's not just you
That's hurting
It's me too
I'm sorry
I wasn't there to catch the fall
I didn't hear you when you called
All of those nights
Please don't forget the good things we need
I can make back the heart aching grief
When it gets dark and it's hard to see
I'll turn on the lights
I really need you to know
Baby, it's not just you
You know it hurts me too
Watching you leave
With tears on your sleeve
Notice that mine aren't exactly dry
Baby, it's not just you
That's hurting
It's me too
I'm not giving up
You don't have to leave
I am willing to beg til I break my knees
I believe in us
Don't give up on me
Girl, I know you're hurting
And I'm sorry for the pain
I promise that I'll change
Forgive me
Forgive me
Baby, its not just you
You know it hurts me too
Watching you leave
With tears on you're sleeve
Notice that mine aren't exactly dry
(Not exactly dry baby)
Baby, it's not just you
You know it hurts me too
We had it all
How could we fall
Baby, I thought we would never die
Baby, it's not just you
That's hurting
It's me too
Not just you
Baby, it's not just you
Baby's it not just you
Not just you
Baby, it's not just you
Baby's it not just you
Not just you
Baby, it's not just you
Baby's it not just you
We smiled at each other, and to both of our surprises, we hugged. (A/N: Major Peddie moment! *rubs the tears off my face*)
-Patricia
I felt like crying out. Everything I endured during my months without Eddie, they came out pouring through the song, Not Just You by Cody Simpson.
Isaid. "See you later!" I run up the stairs, happy tears edging on my eyes.
I take my laptop and type down another entry.
Dear Entry,
Okay, me and Eddie had a moment. We were singing a song. Not Just You by Cody Simpson. I felt so free of the pain, and I saw Eddie. He looked at me through the song, almost as if saying, 'Patricia, what you felt, I felt too.'
I felt so happy, I could just burst. Fortunately, I didn't. But, I have a very good feeling nothing is ever over in Anubis House.
-Fabian
I had a dream. It was odd, but I was at a show.
I arrived in tattered clothes, but there was Nina. She ran tome and we embraced each other.
We start to sing a song, but I can't hear the song or anything.
Then I heard a scream. I was aroused and looked everywhere.
The scream was distant, but where could it have come from?
Okay, I didn't know where to end it, and no cliffie. Sorry. FIRST DAY OF SUMMER! I'm officially an eighth grader! Yay!
