Nina's POV
"Are you sure about this Amber?" I asked as I looked at myself in the mirror. "It doesn't feel right."
"Nonsense Neens. This is perfect. It's not too me. It's not too...you. Anyways trust me for once. Eddie will love this."
"Excuse me?"
"Oh Neens it's obvious. And I'm not that dumb. Infact I am a relationship guru."
"Ambs. I don't like E-"
"Nina you are a horrible liar. Of course you like Eddie. I mean think of it. Two Americans..one boy. One girl. I think that's destiny calling! Eeep!"
"Okay one this is the most sense you've made since I've met you and two,"I turned towards her. She'd been behind me fixing my hair. "Is it that obvious?"
"Yes Neens. To everyone except you and Fabian."
"Oh my goodness!"I gasped.
"What?"
"I was supposed to meet Fabian to walk to school." I grabbed my bag and rushed down the stairs seeing Fabian sitting in the chair next to the phone. "Fabian I am so sorry I'm late."
"Oh don't worry Nina. It is Amber we're talkibg a-" he stopped. Oh my gosh he probably hates this."Wow...Nina you look...different. "
"Is that bad?"
"No...no...different is good." We both blushed and looked at the ground smiling. "We should probably..."
"Yeah...of course." Although Fabian is amazing, Eddie is a little piece of home-maybe Amber is right about destiny calling...
Fabian's POV
"So do you have any more ideas about the cup?"Nina asked as we walked alongside each other.
"Well...no not really. What about you?"
"Oh um...well...I was thinking that maybe before the play we could sneak into Victor's office and get the pieces back."
"That's a brilliant idea, Nina." I contemplated putting my arm around her but decided against it. She daft old fellow like me. She want Eddie. He's American, adventurous, and from her home.
Eddie's POV
Where is Nina? We were supposed to meet up for lunch before French Class. And almost on cue she walked over to the bench I was sitting on. "Well hello." I said looking at her in astonishment. She was wearing a short sleeve button up shirt with a pink skirt that made her look even more beautiful than she already is. As she sat down, she took out a pair of white Chuck Taylor's and replaced them with the heels she was wearing. She put her finger over her lips as if to tell me not to tell anyone.
"So what have you been up to, Lone Ranger." I laughed at her horrible nicknames.
"Waiting for a very pretty girl to meet me for lunch." Her cheeks flushed red. I don't know what Victor is on about. Nina is sweet and funny and loveable. There is no way that she is Victor's and my dad's enemy. "So what's up with Fabian.I have a feeling he hates me."
"Well that just depends on your definition of hate. He's not a bad guy. He's probably just a little intimidated, now that he's sharing a room with two jocks."
"I see." But I have to fulfill my promise. I have to find out what is going on. "So what were they really doing in you and Ambers room. I know it wasn't a rat. You would have come to more manly guys than those two."
"Amber wanted to see how the boys would react if she asked them to...be her butlers. We were laughing about their expressions."
"Yeah I guess that would be funny." She's lying to me. Maybe she isn't as good as she seems to be.
"Why does Amber have to be so pink? I mean she even made me wear pink earrings. She even planned down to this bracelet." I looked down at the bracelet. The name plastered onto the material made me flinch. It was mine. Sweet it said. "Is something wrong?" she asked seeing my expression.
"Oh no. I'm fine...it's just...nothing."
"Okay..."She knows I'm lying to her. I can tell by the sound of her voice. "We should probably start heading back to the school. I don't want to get in trouble again." Again? Victor must be right, she is a bit of a trouble maker.
We got into Mrs. Andrews class just after the bell rang. "Ms. Martin, Mr. Miller, so nice of you to join us."
Nina looked down but looked up not even 5 seconds later saying,"Je m'excuse d'être en retard que nous étudiions à l'examen de demain" which means I apologize for being tardy we were studying for the exam tomorrow. She can be so crafty at times.
"Nice touch Nina. Now sit before I change my mind about detention." I wonder just what it is that nice little Nina Martin could be hiding from me. And if it has anything to do with Victor, it's got to be pretty bad.
