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Chapter 12:
Anna and I talked some more before she asked me if I wanted to see my old room. Of course I agreed. It just so happened that the room that she shared with Blake was the same room I shared with Amber. Blake and Amber decided to come with us.
Together we all went upstairs and entered the bedroom. One side was bright pink and was filled with clothes and makeup. Obviously it was Blake's side.
Anna's side was light purple and filled with photographs. Most of them were of the same man and a woman. The woman had ginger hair and blue eyes. The man had brown hair and green eyes. I guessed they were Anna's parents.
Above the pictures, there was a book shelve, filled with Harry Potter. All the copies were tattered and old. I felt bad that those books were all she had left of her mother.
Placed on her nightstand had a small lamp, a camera, a radio, various CDs, and a stack of notebooks. The notebooks must have been for the book she said she wanted to write one day.
"I miss this room," Amber said.
"Me too," I agreed.
"The rooms I don't miss are the attic and the cellar," Amber said and shivered slightly.
"You went in there?" Blake asked.
"We all did. Except for Mick and Mara," I answered.
"I heard it's super scary," Blake replied.
"It's not. Just a bunch of dust and spider webs," I said.
"That's scary!"
"No it's not. You're just a baby," Anna said. Blake looked hurt. "Well you kind of are."
"I kind of want to go up into the attic tonight," I replied.
"Are you?" Blake asked.
I shrugged. "I might."
"Can I come with you?" Anna asked.
"If you want to," I replied.
"Yes! I get to go into the attic!"
"It's locked. How are you going to get in?" Blake asked.
I grabbed a hair pin from Blake's dresser and walked into the hall. I heard everyone following me so I went up to the attic door. "Watch and learn," I whispered. I picked the lock in under a minute. The door swung open. "A new record!" I whispered. They laughed.
"I'm still not going up there," Blake said. Amber agreed.
"Looks like it's just the two of us," Anna said. I nodded.
"After you," I said gesturing inside the attic.
She smiled and took a step inside. I followed close behind her.
Anna and I carefully walked farther into the attic. Fortunately, Anna had grabbed a flashlight, or torch as she calls it. When we reached the main room of the attic, Anna stopped in the center, but I continued walking towards the panel that I could open with my locket.
"What's that?" Anna asked. I turned around to see that she was standing right behind me.
"A panel," I said. Just then I placed my locket against the panel. Nothing happened. I picked the locket up again and placed it back down harder. Again there was nothing.
"What's wrong with it?" I asked to no one in particular.
"It's supposed to open," I explained.
"Can I try?" she asked.
"It won't work for you."
"Can I at least try?" she asked.
I sighed and slipped the locket over my head and handed it to her. She thought for a minute and placed it against the panel. I opened almost instantly. I stood there in shock. Anna looked just as surprised.
"Uh. It worked," she muttered.
"Yeah. Yeah it did."
"Was it supposed to?" Anna asked.
I shrugged. "I thought it only worked for me."
"Why just you?"
"Because I'm the Chosen One," I answered. I didn't care that this was one of my biggest secrets. Something weird was happening .
"What do you mean 'Chosen One'?"
"I was born on July 7th at 7 A.M. When I was your age, everyone but Mick and Mara helped me solve a puzzle that made the Egyptian Cup of Ankh," I explained.
"I've heard about the Cup. It's the Cup of Immortality, right?"
I nodded. "We put it together and I hid it."
"That's so cool!"
"Yeah, but I still don't understand why it worked for you, but not me."
"Well, try again," Anna suggested, handing the locket back to me.
I squeezed it carefully and placed it on the panel, praying something would happen. After a few seconds, the panel shut swiftly. I picked the locket up and placed it back on the panel and it opened again.
"Why is it working now?" Anna asked.
"I don't know."
"You said you were the Chosen One because your birthday is July 7th and you were born at 7 A.M.?" I nodded. "My birthday is August 8th and I was born at 8 A.M.," Anna whispered.
I was about to respond when we heard footsteps.
I quickly closed the panel and both Anna and I hid behind a large stack of boxes. The footsteps got louder. Anna wrapped her arms around her waist. I noticed that she was covered in goose bumps. A shiver ran up my spine, I peeked over the boxes, but saw nothing. The footsteps were still audible.
They crept closer and closer, until I saw the top of someone's head. I peeked over more and saw a familiar face. I continued to watch them. They paced back and forth every so often. A few times they turned toward the boxes I was hiding behind. When they turned I quickly ducked and remained silent. I waited for a signal that they turned around to peek back up again. Anna stared at me the whole time, but I ignored her. I kept doing this for a few minutes, until one time I was too late and forgot to duck.
They saw me.
"Nina?" they called.
I looked down at Anna, She got my secret message that our cover was blown and it was safe to stand up. We both walked out from our secret shelter, and stood next to them in the center of the attic.
"What are you doing here?" they asked.
"I guess the same thing you are, Fabian," I replied.
He grinned and my heart melted. "I miss this place."
I nodded.
"It's so cold," Anna added.
"We should probably go back," I suggested.
Anna walked toward the attic door and waited for me. I scanned the room one last time and started for the door, but Fabian grabbed my hand. This time my heart exploded and my whole body was tingling.
"I need to talk to you," Fabian whispered.
"Anna, I'll be down in a few minutes."
"She looked at Fabian, then me, and then back at Fabian. She shrugged and walked out the door.
"Okay," I said to Fabian.
He reached inside his coat and pulled out a stack of papers. I looked closer and noticed that what the papers were. Letters. He carefully handed them to me.
"What are these?" I asked flipping through them.
"Letters. I started writing them three years ago. The last one is from a week ago," he explained.
"How many are there?"
"One hundred and forty-seven."
I looked up and glared at him. "One hundred and forty-seven?"
He nodded. "All for you."
I started blushing and silently prayed he couldn't see. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Before I stopped myself, I pulled him into a huge hug. I could tell he was shocked, but he hugged me back.
"Hem hem," a cough came from behind us. Ugh. The cough reminded me from Umbridge from Harry Potter. I broke away from Fabian and saw Joy, standing with her arms crossed and her eyes with anger and jealously.
"I should go," I whispered to Fabian. I walked towards Joy and said, "I really like your dress."
She stared at me. "Uh. Thank you," she squeaked.
I smiled. "No problem," I replied then walked out the door.
When I closed the attic door, I stood there listening. I know it's not nice to eavesdrop, but I couldn't help myself.
"What were you doing with her?" Joy asked.
"I was just talking to her. There isn't anything you have to worry about."
"Fine. Let's get out of here. It's really creepy," Joy replied. I heard their footsteps creep closer and I dashed into Anna and Blake's room.
There you go! A decent size chapter that would originally be split into a few parts. I hope you liked it!
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