I know it takes me long time to update, and I'm sorry. It's just, I have school and another story..

Disclaimer: One day I will own House of Anubis, but for now... I'm just a normal girl :)

Have fun reading it!

Patricia's POV

It's been a month since Jerome and I went to see the place and we already told our families.

Well, we told my family, everyone was extremely happy, except for my father, who steal can't believe that his little girl is getting married. But I know that he is happy from the inside.

Jerome hasn't told his family yet, he isn't really in touch with them. He's only talking to his little sister, Aileen.

Aileen is fourteen, nine years younger than Jerome and I. She's actually going to the same boarding school and living in Anubis House.

She has blonde hair untill her lower back. She has a cute face, she's skinny, has a few freckles on her little nose, and beautiful hazel eyes.

Aileen is kind of tomboy and a prankster, Jerome taught her well.

I only have one big brother, and he moved to America when I was seventeen, so Aileen is like my sister.

I invited Aileen to come and stay with us during her summer break. It starts today. I wanted to pick her up from Anubis House, but she said that her friend is living a few blocks away and that the friend's mother will bring her.

I wonder how come we never heard of this friend. Aileen stays with us every summer since she's in that boarding school. Which is since we left, she was only eight back then.

I still remember the first time I met her.

~~flahback~~

I was in I and Jerome's bedroom, unpcking. We had moved here two months ago and we are still unpacking. It takes so long with college and learning how to cook.

At least all of the girls had learned a special 'Trudy meal', Mara and I learned how to make Trudy breakfast, she learned how to cook omlette and I learned pancakes.

Nina and Amber learned how to make supper. Nina knows how to cook spaghetti and Amber... well, she learned how to make an exellent salad.

I heard a knock on the door and assumed it was Alfie, looking for Jerome.

"Alfie, Jerome is still at work!" Jerome was working as a waiter in a big French restraunt downtown. He usually works untill nine p.m. but the pay was good and we needed money to pay for the apartment. (Patricia's note: we only bought the apartment when we were twenty one, but we rented it before, two years ago. In my flashback we are nineteen).

"It's not Alfie! It's me!" Jerome yelled, probably smirking.

"So why don't you just come in?" I yelled back, making my way through the empty boxes to the door.

"I.. err... left it inside the house!" there are two options, he's lying because he lost his key again, or he actually left his key here. According to Jerome's history with keys, he lost it again.

I sighed and unlocked the door.

"Hey Trix!" he kissed me quickly and entered the apartment, a little girl following. She seemed about eight, or nine.

"Umm, Jerome, who is this kid if I may ask?" I mumbled in his ear as the girl looking around the room with curiousity.

"This is Aileen." He said as it was obvious, kicking off his shoes. The Aileen girl saw that and took her shoes off too, but in a more gentle way. She seems fun.

"And who is Aileen?" I asked him, shooting a look towards the girl. She was now getting closer to Jerome, grabbing his hand with her little one. It was pretty adorable.

"She's my sister, havn't I told you that she is coming to stay with us this summer?" he raised his eyebroe, suprised. This is Jerome for you.

Only then the girl talked for the first time.

"Are you Patricia?" she asked quietly, in her adorable shy way.

"Yes, sweety. Do you want something to drink? We have some grape juice, I think. If certain SOMEONE wouldn't have drink it all." I shot a glare at Jerome and she giggled.

"Water is fine, thank you." She said, still smiling.

"Come on, I'll show you your room!" Jerome picked her on his back, while she's laughing so hard that I heard it to the kitchen.

I smiled to my self and knew I was going to love this little girl.

~~end of flashback~~

There was a knock on the door and then a loud "TRIXIE! It's me!".

"I'll be right there!" I yelled back and ran to the door.

I opened the door and in front of me stood a beautiful girl. Every year she changes something about herself. This year she had... nothing? That's odd.

"Hey Trix! How are you?" she entered the apartment without waiting for an invataion. It's her home, why would she need an invitation?

"Oh, I'm fine, sweety. How are you? I see that this year you havn't changed anything. Do you want to explain?" I asked, grinning at her, looking forward to her grin and then pointing at something that I missed.

But her grin never showed up, instead she was blushing. But it wasn't just any blush, it was a BOY blush! I know because I've seen it so many times before on Nina's cheeks, when we were in high school.

"I-it's just.. nothing." She mumbled, getting redder by the moment.

"You are boy blushing!" I squealed at her. I'm turning into such an Amber. But now she was blushing even more, which didn't seem very possible. "So who is he?" as her not-biological-maybe-mental sister I had to find out.

"Fine, I can't fool you, Trix" she smirked at me, her cheeks still red. "He is the 'friend' that his mom gave me a ride. We've been dating for four months, nine days, and sixteen hours." When she gives details, she gives them all!

"And what is he like?" I asked her excitedly, while taking her luggage to her room. Yes, she had her own room here.

"Looks or personallity?" She raised her eyebrow and followed me.

"Both." I put down her luggage and walked back to the kitchen, making her her usual orange juice.

"Umm.. he's tall. He has dark brown eyes and blue hair. NO! I mean, he has dark brown hair and blue eyes!" she was so nervous, I almost laughed in her face. But I didn't, instead I led her to the living room.

"He's really nice, he's not very popular but he's still sweet." We sat on the couch and I turned on some music. It was on 'Mine' by Taylor Swift.

I'm obsessed with this song since Jerome sang it to me.

"Sounds cute, now, have you told Jerome yet? He was so protective when you dated this Brian last year..." Aileen met Brian while she was here last year and he broke up with her and broke her heart. Kind of, a week after they broke up she saw him with another girl and she slapped him. Jerome was so proud of her.

"Well... No. I was hoping you could help me with that..." she grinned shyly and blushed. I raised an eyebrow.

"Listen, Aileen, just tell him. I'm sure he won't try to kill this guy, whatever his name is..." I said as she was giving me puppy eyes.

"No, it's not going to work this time!" her puppy eyes grew even bigger, if it's possible.

"Ugh, okay!" Aileen started jumping up and down on the couch.

"Yay! Thank you so much, Trix!" she hugged me and kissed my cheek. She always does that when I agree to do something for her.

So I just rolled my eyes.

Jerome's POV

The long day at work finally ended, it was boring today, and I usually enjoy when I'm at work. It's not my old, annoying job, where I worked as a waiter.

Now I do special effects in movies and TV shows. It might not sound the best, but Alfie works as a clown, he performs in little kids's birthday parties. Besides that he also wrote a joke book, a best seller. We were all shocked.

Now he is working on 'Jokes and Funny and Stuff Like That 2'. Weird? Yes it is.

I seriously don't know why Amber is still dating him. I think she said that he's very funny, and cute. And ROMANTIC. Who knew?

Fabian has a better job than me, he owns his uncle's store. His uncle died two years ago and left the store for Fabian, and now he and Nina own it.

They colored it and out on new signs, and of course, cleaned up, and now it looks much better.

Amber is a personal shopper, she really loves it over there. I don't know why, all she does is telling people what to wear.

Actually, it doesn't sound so bad, now when I think about it, you barely do anything.

Patricia is a psychologist. I was suprised when she started learning about it in college, but she said that this is very interesting and that, and I quote, "Alfie, stop sniffing my make up!". He didn't and she hit him in the head with a book.

Mick is an athlete, but he's also a football coach when he isn't busy with competition or anything like it.

Mara is a private teacher, of course. Since I can remember her she wanted to be a teacher. And from what I got, all the kids in the class she teaches love her. She teaches the 1st grade.

When I got out of the elevator in our floor I almost hit Nina and Fabian, who were on the way out.

"Ah, going on a fancy date, are we?" I teased them a little and they smiled.

"Yes, we are, we're out of food." Fabian said, glaring at Nina who smiled shyly.

"Nina, you ate all the food?" I smirked at her, the situation was amusing.

"Hey! I'm pregnant! I need to eat for my little boy too!" Yes, it's a boy. Everyone were extremely happy when they found out.

"Oh, yeah, just don't make little Jerome too fat!" I said, looking at her bump.

"Jerome! We told you a thousand and nine times to stop calling the baby 'little Jerome'! It's creepy!" But they were smiling, I saw it. So I decided to tease them a little more.

"Oh, okay, sorry about that. Please don't make little VICTOR too fat!" I smirked and turned to go to mine and Trixie's appartment.

"Jerome!" Fabian yelled after me, but Nina chuckled, and I knew that Fabian was grinning as well.

I entered the apartment and heard a scream.

"He's here! Yeah I'm telling!" Patricia's voice. But who was she talking to?

"NO!" That was some other voice, was that...?

"JEROME! AILEEN IS DA-" this is the point where she was cut off. I walked towards the whole noise and saw Aileen, on Patricia's back with her hand over her mouth.

So of course I had to start laughing.

Aileen turned her head towards me and Patricia used her suprise to shake her off her back, causing Aileen so fall on the floor.

"Ouch." Aileen said, shaking her head, her hair flying around.

"So, would you both like to explain to me why are fighting in bathroom?" they looked at me, turned their faces to each other, looked at me again and started laughing.

After four minutes of laughing, Patricia finally calmed down enough.

"So it started when Aileen came here and told me she was dating a guy in her house and she wanted me to tell you." Unfortunately for Aileen, who was trying to hit Patricia's back, she was still rolling on the floor, giggling, and she couldn't stop. That's my sister.

"So I asked her for details, he's nice, cute and all of that... And I asked her if he kissed her yet and she said yes, and that they were snogging in the little room under the stairs the day before they left, and that Kyle's best friend, Kyle the boyfriend's name, locked them in by pushing a table on there and that they kissed during the whole time!" I raised my eyebrow at Aileen, who was blushing and mouthed to Patricia 'I'm going to choke you!'.

"And I said that I'm soooo going to tell you about it, but Aileen said that I wouldn't dare and I said that yeah I will and she said nah uh, but I said that of course I will an-"

"Patricia!"

"Oh, right, sorry," she got back into the actual story. "So we started a mini fight and I threw an egg at her." Now I raised an eyebrow at Patricia. She didn't blush, just glared at me. She can be so weird at some occasions.

"And the agg hit Aileen's her so we walked to the bathroom and I helped her clean up. And then you showed up and from now on, you know it all!" She was grinning now and I saw she was about to start laughing.

During the whole story Aileen was rolling on the floor, not able to get up.

So I walked out of the room carefully, leaving the two females on the floor.

~~supper time~~

"Jerome?" Aileen asked, looking up from her pasta.

"Yeah?" I asked back, finishing my sauce mustache. Some things never change. They chuckled.

"Umm.. I wanted to... You know... Because... You havn't told me what do you about me having a boyfriend?" she mumbled and looked down to her pasta.

"I think it's great, congratulations." Her jaw dropped and Patricia gave me a suspicious look.

"But last year you were so protective! What happened? You don't care of your little sister? That's hurting, you know?" Aileen stood up and started yelling at me. I saw Patricia smirking. Why would she smirk, I don't know.

"Hey, calm down! Let me explain it to you." She sat down, and Patricia watched us.

"Okay, remember when you dated Brian last year?" nod. "And the jerk was cheating on you?" another nod. "Remember how you slapped him, and I was so proud?" smirk and nod.

"Well, this time, I know that you can take care of yourself, and if something is wrong, I'm here for you. Besides, in Anubis house, nothing bad ever happens." Aileen grinned happily, and I exchanged smirks with Trixie.

We never told anyone about the mystery.

"So Aileen, we wanted to ask you something." Patricia said, after a few quiet minutes. I'm suprised she didn't ask her yet.

"Do you remember how when you was a little girl you always said that you wanted to plan our wedding? Well, you weren't really little, you were ten..." Patirica continued, getting to the thing itself.

"We were wondering if you would like to plan the wedding." Trix and I both said. You could see how shocked Aileen was.

But then, the suprised look on her face turned into a smile, and her eyes started to be teary.

"You guys! Of course I would love to!" she got up and hugged us. "But.. it would be hard for me to plan it on my own, I'm only fourteen, you know?"

"And this is why we're also going to ask Amber. You know how well you two work together, plus, both of you has an amazing fashion sense." Patricia said, causing Aileen to squeal happily.

"I'm going to work with Amby? This is so exciting!" after that part, she started talking about flowers, and tables and all this wedding stuff, so I just stopped listening.

I know, I know, it was too long! But still, I hope you like it! I'll try to make it shorter next time, sorry... Please review, and tell me what you think of Aileen if you can :)

I don't care of bad reviews either.. as long as I know how I can get better, or at least, WHAT DO YOU THINK.