Hi! I know what you're thinking, 'Didn't you just update?' Yup. Yup I did. But, as I've mentioned many times before, my deadline is coming up super-fast, which means that I have to work super-fast. This one is called iPods. I really like this topic, partly because I'm a music addict! XD Haha, so you may see some of my favorite bands mentioned. And this one is about Patricia and the new guy coming to HOA, Eddie. [That's right, I'm guessing his personality before I even see his character. Your Mind = Blown.] So imma start now… :)

Patricia's POV

My iPod. Just about the only thing that I would risk my life to save. Now I know what you're thinking. 'Patricia, why would you risk your life to save an iPod? That's crazy!' Well first of all, no one asked you. And second of all, because as cheesy as it sounds, music is one of the only places that I can express how I feel. Now you're probably thinking: 'Patricia has feelings?' And yes, contrary to Alfie's beliefs, I'm a human, not an alien, meaning I have emotions, too. The only thing that bugs me is that I can't express myself around people. There isn't anyone like me here. You know, punk-ish, bad, or even hair-extension-wearing. But hopefully, the new kid will shed a little light on this place for me. We'll see when he gets here, I guess.

*A While Later…*

I ran down the steps when I heard a knock on the door, where I was joined in the hall with the rest of the house.

"Oh!" Trudy exclaimed, walking in from the kitchen, "That must be Eddie, the new boy!"

She walked down the hall and opened the door, revealing the exact miracle I had hoped for. Because there, in his hair, was a blue extension.

[A/N: For those who didn't read my author's note at the top {Don't worry, I sometimes do that too!}, I'm guessing what the new boy will be like and assuming that he'll end up with Patricia.]

"Oh, hello sweetie!" Trudy exclaimed, "My name is Trudy and I'm your housemother!"

The boy just let out a sort of grunt, so Trudy figured that she could move on.

"Well," she said, "I'll leave you all to your introductions!" she turned and walked back into the kitchen, where she had been cooking dinner.

There was an awkward silence, so I figured I should speak first.

"Nice hair extension, newbie." I said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, looking angry.

"It means that I like your hair extension. Jeez, what crawled up your butt?" Jerome and Alfie let out muffled giggles, causing Amber to slap them both on the back of the head.

"And look," I continued, taking out my hair extension, "I wear them too, so I wouldn't be one to talk, now would I?"

He just gave me a kind of half grin and looked down at his shoes.

"I'm Patricia, by the way." I told him.

"Means noble." He replied, "Like it." He gave me that same half-grin, causing me to blush. Wait, why am I blushing?

"Anyways…." Jerome intervened, "I'm Jerome, but it's King Clarke to you."

"Ha, right. Ever heard of mutiny?" he asked. This time it was my turn to let out a giggle.

Jerome just glared at him.

"I'm Alfie!" Alfie exclaimed, "Or 'bleep blop bloop' as they say where you come from."

No one laughed this time, because we had all heard that one when Nina came.

"Where exactly do you think I come from?" Eddie asked, slightly amused.

"Umm, alien land? On the planet… Gorf?" Alfie said, sounding unsure.

"How do we know that you're not the alien?" he retorted, "For all we know, you could be asking other people so you could find who else is one of your kind, and then you two will take over the world. Plus, you know their languge. Alfie sounds kinda close to alien to me."

Alfie just stood there in shock. He was probably wondering if he really was an alien.

"Umm, I'm Mara." Mara said shyly.

"Okay." Was his reply. Wow, he seems really friendly! Not. Finally, someone I actually like here! Ever sense Joy left, I haven't had a friend. [A/N: In this oneshot, Joy didn't come back after the mystery.]

"I'm Mick." Mick said from the corner, where he was kicking a football around.

"You know that Mick rhymes with d-" Eddie started, but was cut off by Fabian, who was trying to stop a possible fight.

"Hey!" he exclaimed, trying to get him to shut up, "I'm Fabian."

This time Eddie said nothing, just nodded. He was probably pissed off about being interrupted. I know I would be.

"I'm Nina!" Nina said, being extremely bubbly, "American, obviously-"

He cut her off with a snort.

"Americans!" he laughed, "Always bragging about coming from that country. I don't what there is to brag about, from the looks of that place."

I couldn't help but laugh as Nina stood there offended.

"I'm Amber!" Amber squealed, "I love shopping, the color pink, shoes, Alfie, nail poli-"

"Gosh, will you shut up!" he exclaimed, tired of Amber already.

"Rude." She muttered under her breath.

"So, Eddie, who are you rooming with?"

"They said I get the attic. So, if someone wants to show me…" he trailed off.

Since he wasn't exactly making a good impression with anyone else, I figured that I would volunteer.

"Fine." I sighed, "Follow me."

I grabbed two of his four bags and led him up to the attic.

"Here." I said, setting everything down on his bed, "That's everything."

"Thanks." He replied, setting down what he had carried next to the rest.

Just then, I noticed his iPod sticking out of one of his bags.

"Hey," I said, picking it up, "Mind if I look at your songs?"

"Umm," he said, looking nervous, "It's just that…" he trailed off, taking it from my hands.

"Ah. I see. You're an over-protective iParent too?" I laughed.

He chuckled. "Yeah. I guess."

"Well," I said, taking my iPod out of my pocket, "I'll make you a deal. We both try to give up our over-protecting ways for a minute and swap?"

He looked back and forth between the two iPods, trying to make a decision. Finally, he let out a breath he had been holding and grabbed my iPod before he could think twice about it. I took his and began looking through his songs.

"Paramore." He said, "Nice. Hayley Williams is hot."

I snorted. "Why do guys like her so much?"

"I don't know," he replied, "Maybe it's because she's not afraid to be herself. Y'know, like how she wasn't afraid to dye her hair a crazy-ass color, or sing personal songs. She a pretty brave chick, if you ask me."

I just nodded at kept scrolling through is playlist.

"Panic! At The Disco." I said, "I love them! And Brendan Urie- don't even get me started."

"Why do girls like him?" he asked, changing around my previous question.

"Well, for one," I replied, "He's hot. Two, his voice is AMAZING, and three, something about an emo guy is just really hot."

"Oh, you think I'm hot, do you?" he asked. I felt my face turn red.

"Oh look!" I exclaimed, suddenly embarrassed, "30 Seconds to Mars! I love them!"

"You do don't you?" he asked, grinning.

"No, it's just-"

"PATRICIA THINK I'M HOT!" he exclaimed jumping off from the bed and making a run for the door.

"DO NOT!" I yelled, chasing him.

By now we were halfway down the stairs, acting like two year olds.

"PATRICIA THINKS I'M H- oof!" he exclaimed as I tackled him in the living room.

"SHUT. UP." I yelled, covering his mouth with my hand.

And you won't believe what he did. He licked my hand. That's right. He LICKED my HAND.

"EWWHHH!" I exclaimed, jumping off of him and wiping my hand on my pants.

By now the others thought that were mentally ill.

Just then, I remembered that I had his iPod in my pocket, while he had left mine upstairs.

As he was about to yell it again, I threatened him. "Say it and it's you iPod's funeral." I exclaimed, giving him my best glare.

"NO!" he yelled, trying to grab it from me, but I was too quick for him.

"GIVE." *grab* "IT!" *grab* "TO!" *grab* "ME!" *grab*

"Only if you promise not to say it!" I told him.

"Okay, okay!" he caved, "Just don't hurt my baby!"

I reluctantly handed him back his iPod. Big mistake.

"PATRICIA THINKS I'M HOT!" he shouted before running out of the room.

"EERRGGG!" I screamed, "I DO NOT!"

So the chase started back up again, and we had made it up and down both flights of stairs and least ten times before we decided to call a truce. And to think that this all happened because of our iPods.

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