I have nothing to say up here. ON WITH THE STORY!

Mick, Mara, Fabian, and Joy drove up behind us and piled out the car. We all started toward the Anubis house, but I walked a few steps behind everyone. Jerome soon noticed and grabbed my hand and pulled me forward.

"Jerome! Let go!" I hissed into his ear. He ignored me and kept pulling me. Finally I pulled away from his grasp.

"Oww! What was that for?" I asked.

"I know you too well, Nina Martin," he whispered.

I stopped dead in my tracks. "W- what's that su-upposed to mean?" I said my voice cracking.

"Exactly what I said. I know you. I know what you think."

"No you don't," I replied.

"Right now you're wondering if you should be here."

"How'd you know that?" I asked.

"Nina, you're like my little sister. I know a lot about you."

"And you're my brother," I said smiling.

"That's right," he said pulling my into a big hug. "Just so you know, you do belong here," he whispered into my ear.

"We shall see," I said pulling away.

"Shall?"

"Indeed."

"You're insane,"

"You're just as sane as I am," I replied. We both started walking again.

When Jerome and I caught up to everyone else, Fabian knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" A boy's voice called from the other side of the door.

"Fabian Rutter. I use-"

"I don't know a Mabian," the boy interrupted.

"Fabian. Fabian Rutter," he corrected.

"I still don't know a Fabian Rutter,"

"Is there someone else-"

"Step aside Rutter," Alfie said pushing himself to the door.

"Hey kid. Open the door. We used to live here," Alfie said banging on the door.

"Nathan, who is that?" A voice called. I recognized it as Trudy's.

"Some bloke named Fabian Rutter."

I heard footsteps run over and grabbed the doorknob. It twisted slightly and opened to reveal Trudy Rehmann.

"Oh my!" she said.

"Trudy!" Amber yelled, hugging our former house mother.

"Amber," Trudy said hugging Amber back. When she pulled away she gleamed at the rest of us. "Well come inside," she said opening the door wider, pushing the kid aside. As soon as I took a step inside the familiar setting, a wave of memories passed over me. I looked around and only a handful of things had changed. The chandelier was still hanging 'in its former glory' as Trudy had once put it. The small table to the left had a photo of my former classmates and me. The large grandfather clock and table with the antique telephone were in the exact positions from when I lived there. The only differences were that it wasn't a dark and gloomy as it used to be. And neither Victor nor his animal heads were in sight. Trudy took turns giving everyone a big hug, but when it was my turn, she gave me the biggest.

"Oh Nina!" she cried into my ear.

"Trudy!"

"It's so good to see you! You look so pretty!" she said admiring my dress when she pulled back.

"Thanks. Amber picked it out."

"Ahh," Trudy breathed.

"Who are these people?" asked the boy that was yelling through the door earlier.

"Nathan, they lived here before you," Trudy explained. "This is Fabian, Joy, Mick, Mara, Jerome, Patricia, Alfie, Amber, and Nina," Trudy explained pointing to each of us.

"I'm Nathan," he replied. He had dirty blonde hair and bright green eyes.

"Well let's go meet the others," Trudy suggested. We all nodded and followed her into the living room.

There were two boys sitting on the couch whispering to each other. One had black hair and hazel eyes and the other had light brown hair with blue eyes. At the table, there was a girl painting her nails. She had long, curly, brown and green eyes. One boy was in the kitchen, eating leftovers. His hair was jet black and his eyes were blue. Sitting in one of the chairs was a girl with blonde hair and hazel eyes. She was listening to her mp3 player, lip-synching the words. One girl was sitting on the floor with books and papers scattered across the coffee table and another sitting at the table reading a book. The girl sitting on the floor had short, straight, dark brown hair. She had her back turned to us and was deeply involved in her work. The girl reading her book had ginger hair and forest green eyes.

Trudy pointed to the two boys sitting on the couch. "That's John," she said pointing to the boy with black hair.

"Trudy I didn't do it! I swear! Oh wait. Who are these people?"

Trudy ignored him. "That's Joe," she said pointing to the other boy. "That's Whitney," She gestured to the girl listening to her mp3 player.

Whitney looked up at us, then looked back down and started lip-synching the words again.

"That's Blake," Trudy replied.

The girl painting her nails looked at us. "Hi I'm Blake!" She exclaimed.

"Oh my gosh! Are you painting your nails 'Tickle Me Pink'?" Amber asked running towards Blake.

"Yeah."

"I love that color!" Amber gushed.

"It's my favorite!"

"Hey! Be quiet! I can't hear my music!" Whitney yelled.

"I can't concentrate on my book," the girl sitting on the far side of the table said.

"And I… just don't want to hear you," John said.

"Nice one!" Jerome said, hi-fiving John.

"Hush! I'm trying to study!" The girl sitting on the ground said.
"That's Dakota," Trudy said.

The girl turned to face us. "Who are they?" she asked. She sounded much nicer than the others.

"We used to live here," Mara answered, then introduced each of us.

"Oh! So you answer to her!" John exclaimed. Everyone laughed.

"That's Corey and that's Annabelle," Trudy finished.

"Trudy! Don't call me that!" Annabelle yelled.

"Sorry sweetie. That's Anna or Belle. Most of us just call her Anna," she corrected.

"She gets mad when you call her Annabelle," Joe provided.

"I'm sure you figured that out though," John added. A few of us nodded and Anna rolled her eyes and looked back down at her book.

"Why don't you talk instead of reading?" Blake asked Anna.

"A few reasons. One, I love this book! Two, I think it would be fun to write a book eventually. Three, when you read you aren't living your own live. You are living someone else's. And four, I LOVE IT!" she answered, still looking in the book.

"What book are you reading?" I asked her.

"Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows," she answered.

"I love Harry Potter!" I answered back. Anna's head instantly flew up.

"You do?" she asked.

"Here we go," Joe murmured and slid farther down in his seat.

"Yes! They are my favorite!" I said making my way over to her. "What's happening?"

"The trio is at the Malfoy's house. Harry and Ron are down in the cellar," she explained.

"That part is really good. Well the whole book is."

"Yeah. I'm rereading it. My parents already read all the books to me," she answered. I looked down at her copy. It looked a little torn up and some of the pages were bent. She noticed my stare and said, "This was my mum's copy. All of my copies originally belonged to her." I nodded. "It's all I have left from her," she murmured.

I stared at her. "What happened?"

"She died last year," Anna whispered.

I sat down in the empty seat next to her and placed a hand on her arm. She flinched at first, but didn't pull away. "I'm sorry," I whispered.

"It's alright."

"I know how you feel."

"You do?" she asked looking into my eyes.

I nodded. "When I was little, both my mom and my dad died in a car wreck. I barely remember them," I said, muttering the last part.

"What did you do?"

"I lived with my Gran, until I moved here six years ago. I've stayed here every since."

"Why didn't you stay with your Gran?"

"I wanted to try something new, so I found this school and just stayed here. But she died two years ago," I answered.

"Wow…"

"Yeah. It's a lot, but it's made me a stronger person. I can tell that you are also a strong person."

"Thanks."

"So why did you come here?"

"My dad always traveled everywhere. When my mum died, it seemed like he moved around even more. I didn't want to move around so I found this school," she answered.

"Ah." I breathed.

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