Chapter Fifteen: When She Looks At You With Doubt

Hey everyone! So, I know that the next one was supposed to be "When she doesn't answer you for a long time… back yourself up" and I did get a few interesting prompts about America for that – which I'm still working out. But since I already had this one ready, I figured I'd post it now! Love you all =)

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis

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When she looks at you with doubt..

"I told you this was going to work!" Eddie boasted. "Now just go behind that tree." He pointed towards a large oak tree that stood tall in the forest. By now, the couple could make out the dark shape of Anubis house through the many branches and leaves surrounding them. "Okay now if we crawl-" Eddie turned to look at Patricia. "Or duck our heads." He added slowly as she glared at him, "then we'll be inside easily."

"And if Victor's awake and waiting for us?"

"He won't be. Trudy's already covering for us." Eddie shrugged nonchalantly.

"You got Trudy into this mess too?"

"This is not a mess! And yeah, I have me resources."

"We've meet Sweetie Jr." Patricia sighed with an eye roll.

"Okay let's stop fighting, and get inside. I'm cold!"

"You're cold? Try wearing this dress." Patricia muttered.

"You mean like right now? Okay lets' switch." Eddie winked at her – even though it difficult to even make out her outline… he highly doubted she saw it.

"You are disgusting. Let's just go!" Patricia shoved Eddie forward, causing him to stumble out into the middle of the fields, where he finally regained his composure, and brushed it off as if nothing had happened.

"Thanks for that Yacker." Eddie sighed, when she walked up to join him.

"Anytime klutz."

"Who's that? Who's out there?" Patricia's heart dropped as she froze. Mr. Sweet's voice rang through her ears, and she suddenly realized how hard she was gripping onto Eddie's arm. Releasing the hold, she quietly moved behind him. It was dark – maybe they'd be able to get away as one person. Mr. Sweet didn't have twenty-twenty vision anyway. "Edison?" Patricia's heart started to race as she heard Mr. Sweet's footsteps getting increasingly and uncomfortably closer.

"Hey dad." Eddie sighed as his dad, fuming stood up straight in front of him.

"Miss Williamson please get out here. Crouching behind him won't help you. Patricia let out a quiet groan, as she stood up, and joined Eddie's side.

"Hi Mr. Sweet."

"Why, why are you two out here?" Mr. Sweet held the bridge of his nose in between his fingers as he spoke.

"Um, well you see dad." Eddie laughed – first sign of lying. "We we're, well Patricia had a nightmare, and she came down stairs to get a cup of water." Eddie and Patricia exchanged a nod before Eddie began rambling on again. "And then, well I came in to get food, 'cause you know every hour or so, that's when I need to eat. So, she wanted to talk to me about her nightmare, and we came out here and… well, yeah."

"Patricia, care to explain to me why you woke up from a bad dream in a party dress? Or, a dress you might wear on a date after curfew off school campus?"

"What?" Patricia laughed awkwardly. "Well, um… hey, Mr. Sweet why are you out here?"

"I couldn't sleep, and figured if I just looked around the campus, that I control, not attend, everything would be fine. You on the other hand, both look like you are lacking rest. I want you two to go inside, change into comfortable clothes, and meet me in my office in twenty minutes. If you fail to do so – consequences will be much worse than what I have planned now."

Patricia let out a sigh before turning around, and walking up the steps of the house.

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"This is all your fault." Patricia whispered, as she clutched harder on Eddie's hand.

"Is not." Eddie replied, before opening up the door of the school. Mr. Sweet had clearly been awaiting their arrival; he had the hall decorated with lights, the heater running on low, and the vending machines turned on, and capable of being used.

"But you were the one that suggested we go off campus at nine."

"I didn't know that we were going to stay later than ten." Eddie retorted.

"Exactly." Patricia sighed sarcastically. "That's why you hired Trudy for back up."

"Hey." Eddie objected. "There's no problem with playing it safe."

"Look Eddie, I'm seriously worried." Eddie didn't laugh at her words, but instead allowed Patricia to keep talking. She had never acted this serious about their relationship – or anything before really. Not that he remembered. "Your dad is starting to hate me, and our relationship. I mean it's not like I was ever his favorite, but don't you think he'd prefer you went out with some girl who got at least better grades, and could actually be a good influence on you?"

"No." Eddie snorted. "It's his fault that I turned out this way, and if I want to date the best girl on earth, than I will. Even if he doesn't like her."

Patricia smiled to herself as they continued to walk down the hall, their slippered feet making no noise.

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"How many times is it now?" Mr. Sweet sighed, as he began to rub his temples. "This week"? He added, before letting out a groan.

"Um I think like four." Eddie sighed disdainfully, being sure to avoid eye contact with Patricia.

"What are you two talking about?" She hissed. Sure, Mr. Sweet was her principal, but dating Eddie had come with special treatment – or at least that was what she was beginning to think. If it involved Eddie, then she was basically always safe from anything past detention. So, being rude and impulsive wasn't that big of a worry for Patricia. Regardless of the fact that she was sitting in the Headmaster's Office in her PJ's at eleven o'clock.

"I have asked Edison to begin writing down how many times the two of you together – be thankful it isn't alone as well – show up here per week." Mr. Sweet pulled his eyes away from his computer to turn to face his son's girlfriend. "And we decided the limit per week would be three."

"Well we didn't decide that-"

"Edison, let me handle this." Mr. Sweet butt in.

"Okay so first, you two went behind my back to try and work out a situation that I was involved in. Don't you think that if I was informed I actually would've been able to try and keep it at three? And anyway, what happens if we go over three? Why didn't you tell me this last time when we reached four?"

"Patricia, I will answer all of your questions during our private meeting." Patricia hit her fist on the desk, frustrated. With everything. "Which." Mr. Sweet turned over to look at Eddie. "Will not actually occur if Edison can convince me that nothing was happening."

"That's what you're worried about? 'Cause believe me Mr. Sweet nothing was happening." Patricia burst.

"I have some more questions as well, thank you Patricia. I'm going to go grab a cup of tea from the cafeteria. Would either of you care for some?"

Silently, both Eddie and Patricia nodded. Both of their eyes followed Mr. Sweet as he stood up, and left the room.

"So you lied to me?" Patricia snapped as soon as the door closed.

"I kept the truth from you – but I didn't cover it up with a lie." Eddie sighed. "Patricia believe me, I would have told you. It's just I mean you know my dad."

" I know." Patricia nodded, as she fixated her eyes on a paper lying on Mr. Sweet's desk. "What's that?" She carefully stood up, and snatched the paper, before looking it over. "Did you know about this?" She waved the paper in his face.

"I'm not sure, I can't actually read it." Eddie grabbed the paper from her, and held it still in his hands. "No." He sighed as he handed it back to her. "I can't believe he did that."

"Look he even titled it – Edison and Patricia's Relationship. Ugh!"

Patricia scanned the entire contents of the paper again. A bar graph of the times per they week they were in his office, that was increasing per week. A list of contact information for both of them, Eddie's mother and sister included. Clipped to the back, were their report cards – just another self-defense for Mr. Sweet.

"This isn't going to work Eddie." Patricia mumbled. "You can't convince him that he can let us be together. He'll ship me away and God, this is a mess."

"Hey." Eddie smiled. "He can't stop me from seeing you. He doesn't have to know. We'll figure out a way. And that's only if I can't convince him that we can work things out."

"Okay. Promise him that we will try to you know, not show up here so often."

"I'll try. You have faith in me right?"

"Normally no, but right now, yeah. I think. As long as you promise-"

"I'm not going to let you slip away that easily Patricia. He can't control how I feel."

By now, Patricia could feel his breath on her face, and was able to make out every color in his green eyes. She gave him an extremely small nod, before he brought his lips to hers. In the middle of it, Patricia placed the paper down on Mr. Sweet's desk, completely forgetting why she was even holding it in the first place.

…Back yourself up.

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A/N: I'll get the next chapter up as soon as possible! Good luck to all of you other guys in the hurricane! Love you all :)

~Grace