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Chapter (Insert Number Here.)- GASP!

NINA'S POV
In the morning, I woke up feeling sick, pain shot through my body. I wanted to scream bloody murder!

Fabian lay beside me, not feeling well either.

I let myself close my eyes and I listened to the people around me.

"Go away, Joy!" Amber snapped, apparently Joy was bugging her.

"Now Alfie," Jerome said.

"Morning!" Patricia chimed, pulling out her chair, every little sound hurt.

I claim my mouth shut,to keep myself and screaming. Apparently no one noticed; Fabian was also in pain like mine so he didn't see.

I was shocked about how clearly oblivious my house mates were of Fabian and I, it was some sort of peaceful forgotteness.

"how are you feeling Nina and Fabian?" Joy asked.

So close.

"Fine," Fabian lied smoothly for the both of us. Apparently that made the whole conversation point towards us, great.

"Nina?" Amber asked, noticing same as Fabian and myself my breathing was speeding up and becoming panic-like. I nodded, breathing deeply.

The group wasn't so sure when the left, but said their good-byes all the same.

I turned towards Fabian, we still have questions.

"Fabian?" I asked as I sat up a bit, winching at the pain. "Are you really scared of being buried alive?" I really didn't since I had heard the Hunger Games story.

"You could say, but it's burning alive really, but every time it gets asked why? And-and, I relive Alex. I just-" He shrugged as I crossed out the ' buried alive' answer.

I could understand I usually like avoiding my parents as much as possible. Lying to teachers, trying not to be the charade case in places...

"Nina, what-who do you like? You mention him a lot." Fabian'squestion startled me, I might have blush if I wasn't so sick.

"Oh, just someone." I smiled sneakily and asked,"Who is this girl of yours?"

"Someone," Fabian flashed me a smile.

"Oh, you are so specific." I said sarcastically, my voice become worse than usual.

Fabian pulled me the usual chills came back, he was always hot. Always.

I lay against, thinking of how perfect that thought sounded.
FABIAN'S POV
The group walked in about noon for lunch. "You know," Jerome said, after a bite of apple, "Everyone at school think either you two," he gestured towards us with the hand holding the apple. "Everyone thinks you both moved or have died." I shook my head, people.

"Yeah, and even couple of kids are thinking of doing a memory thing." Jerome shook his head, sadly. "The least you two could do is finally hook-up, since you are technically sleeping together."

Ever girl at the table slapped him.

"And you wonder why Amber wouldn't let you imagine the dresses." Patricia said, shaking her head sadly. Jerome glared at the girl, quiet.

I lay back enjoy the silence when Joy walked over with Nina's cup of 'water' She set it down on the coffee table, turned and left to go back to classes.

The chair scooted back and footsteps chased after Joy. Nina and I sat there not really wanting to move, afraid that the pain that had stopped for the moment would shoot back at the moment we move.

Nina reached for the cup drank a sip and tried to pull me up. "Fabian, you're burning up, take some."

As the liquid touch my tongue it tasted different, I took a bigger drink than I should have. Nina had a gulp and I finished it.

Nina got a worried look on her face and said, "I'm just going to write."

"Yeah," I said, trying to hide my worry too.

After I finished writing (5 minutes) I fell into a painful, fiery darkness, I clutch the notebook as someone screamed in pain.

Me.
AMBER'S POV
Sirens erupted outside, the curtains in Drama were closed so we couldn't see a thing. Plus they didn't even face the right way!

Mr. Winkler was trying to quiet the buzzing, but doing it very in-successfully. My house got in a tight circle.

"You don't think...?" Alfie said, speaking the unspoken truth we all knew.

"Oh no!" I said. I got up, sung my bag over my shoulder, ignoring Mr. Winkler completely, and ran out of the room. I heard the footsteps of my house as they followed me.

Please be wrong, I thought, please.

We got outside to see the ambulance zoom right past us, coming from the direction of Anubis. We all ran our hardest, somehow I ended up being first.

Mick was just behind me, we are the roommates of the sick after all. Trudy was standing on the porch, crying. "Go throw your stuff inside and we'll go once the cab gets here." Trudy said between sobs.

We all ran in and threw our stuff beside the couches that Nina and Fabian should be.

"This is wrong, Fabian should have been fine." Joy said, pacing.

"You poisoned them?" I demanded.

"Only Nina, but the little brat had to share for with Fabian." Joy sneered.

"What's going to happen?" Mara asked, getting just as mad as me.

"There going to die, their greatest fear." Joy smiled, I was so mad!

I shook with anger, I walked up and slapped her to wipe away that stupid grin. As my hand hit her face she shattered into a million glasses pieces, fading into clear from a blood red color.

I screamed, more of shock than being worried. Ever since Nina had to lay beside Fabian, she's acted like a total pig.

Bang! Bang. Bang...

"Help?" A voice croaked from the attic, barely a whisper. Patricia and I ran up the stairs and she pulled out a bobby pin. She jammed it in the lock and we took the stairs by two's.

Joy lay on the floor, scratched and a milky-pale color. Her bounds looked as if they cut into her circulation. Patricia ran forward and yanked off the ropes. She hugged her best friend, "What happened?"

Joy told us how she came up to the attic, jealously sad. She dropped a glass jar and while she was cleaning the pieces she cut herself.

The peices had glown red and when she tried to escape they had form themselves into a different Joy.

The copy Joy was to kill her when she got Nina out of the picture so Joy and Fabian could be together. But not the real Joy.

The copy Joy had told her that she would win Nina by giving her drinks of soothing liquid that would make her feel better but really make her sicker.

Then today, the copy Joy would give the poison that would kill Nina by using her greatest fear.

But since Fabian drank it, Nina and Fabian were probably were going to die.

"But the copy wasn't sure, since Victor-" Joy started but Patricia interrupted her with a, "He created it, huh?"

Joy nodded, "Yeah, but she wasn't sure on how to do it. She said something under her breath about having to drink the whole thing?" Joy sounded weak.

"But since Nina nor Fabian drank it all..." Patricia started but I finished, "They could both live!"

We grabbed Joy and dragged her out. As we got to the stairs and heard everyone gasp. Joy threw up.

Trudy had just walked in. "Oh dear, not another one." She started walking up the stairs.

"You go along and I'll take care of her," Trudy said, taking the sick Joy from us. She had a look of sadness and worry but we hurried out.

In the cab, we quietly told everyone everything, but quiet enough so the cab driver couldn't make out a single word.

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