[A/N] Don't have much to say soo…

Hp-Twil-Fan- Yeah, I was going to delete what I said about the talking. At first, I had her with a really Southern-ish twang because that's how all the people I've met from the town it takes place in talk (granted, I've spent most of my time in the country part of it, but not that much different because it is a VERY small town). But then I kinda changed my mind…

Reid-and-Review-plzz- I am glad you love it

NebraeExbaren- You know, I honestly considered it, but then I decided against it…haha don't want to crowd too many things into the story line.

water_wolf_100- Thanks! And YES! Excited! I am recording it! And it's cool; most of my reviews are rambling. Heck, my author's notes are pretty much ALWAYS rambling!

eliticobelle18- Haha thanks! I am a grammar nerd. I get completely OCD about it!

Fabian was staring out the window on the high way. Him and Amber were in the back seat, letting Nina catch up with her friend Ayla, although it seemed Nina wasn't doing anything except nodding her head and smiling at the girl. They seemed really different. It was kind of a surprise to him. Nina was quiet and she careful, much like Fabian himself, and he was the first friend she had at Anubis House. Well, as they say, you can never really tell a book by its cover.

"So, anyway, we were walking down to the playground, you know, the one by the old school? So, she tells me that he, like, wants to get back with her and I was like, 'um, no way in hell would he ever do that!' Because, I mean, he wouldn't right? I mean, it's just so…uggh! But, I mean, it's like whatever, right?" Nina nodded. Amber leaned over and tapped Fabian on the shoulder.

"Fabian…America isn't as great as I thought it'd be."

"What do you mean?" he asked, only half paying attention.

"I didn't follow anything she just said…and that's coming from me, Fabian." Fabian looked over at Amber.

"That is serious, now isn't it?" Amber nodded, giving him a look that made it obvious that, although she wasn't saying it out loud, she was thinking "obviously" in her head. The two started listening to Nina and Ayla again when they heard Nina's voice.

"Um, A? Why are you turning here? You know Gran and I live in the villas off of Davis," Nina asked looking really confused.

"Not anymore you don't," Ayla replied, keeping her gaze steadily on the road for what seemed like the first time since they got in the car.

"Then…where are we going?" Nina questioned. She wasn't really sure if she actually wanted to know, but she had never actually known anyone who lived off of the road they just turned on to. "Oh. My. Gosh. Tell me you are not serious!" Ayla shot Nina a sympathetic look.

"I'm sorry, sweetie. Maybe…maybe she won't be so bad," Ayla tried comforting her, but to no avail.

"Are you serious? It's going to be a nightmare! Why her?" Tears started sliding down Nina's face one by one. Fabian and Amber looked between the two girls, confused.

"What's wrong? Who's horrible?" Fabian asked. Nina started rubbing her temples in aggravation.

"Nina?" Amber asked. Ayla glanced at them in the rearview mirror. Suddenly, they noticed that they were turning into a long, long drive way. "Are all American drive ways this long?" Ayla laughed and looked back at Amber.

"You can't tell me you guys don't have long drive back in the countryside of jolly old England."

"Well we have long drive ways obviously, but I don't live in the country silly!" Ayla gave a half-hearted laugh.

"Right…" she replied.

"Oh my gosh!" Amber gasped. The three other passengers looked at her questioningly. "It's so gorgeous! Nina, who are you living with now?" Amber asked, awe struck. The three followed her gaze towards the magnificent structure slowly coming into view. "It's so pretty!" The house was three stories high, painted a dark green. It was an unusual color compared to the rest of the old homes in the area, but somehow it worked perfectly. There were tons of windows, and a huge wrap-around porch. Ayla pulled the car to a stop and got out of the car. The four gathered around the front of the car.

"You ready to go in?" Ayla asked. Nina looked uncertainly at Fabian, who grabbed her hand. She looked at him skeptically.

"This way, if you get nervous you can just squeeze my hand has hard as you can," he smiled at her. Nina laughed, and followed as Ayla started walking towards the house. Once inside, the house proved to be just as fantastic on the inside as on the house. They were greeted by an intricate chandelier overlooking a grand staircase. There were wood floors everywhere. What really stood out, however, were the rows and rows of various grayed pictures in frames of every size.

"Wow…who are all of these people?" Amber asked reaching out to touch one of them.

"Those are family portraits dating back to the late 1880's. They are not to be touched," a stern voice said from the top of the stairs. The four looked up.

"Ayla. Thank you for picking up Nina and her…friends," the woman said with distaste. She started to make her way down the stairs.

"Right…well, I will text you later Nina. Fabian, Amber, it was nice to meet you." Ayla turned around and practically ran out of the door.

"Hello Aunt Catherine." Nina's reply was met by the stony stare of the old woman. "These are my friends from school, Amber and Fabian." The two Brits felt as if they were being judged under the scathing gaze of this Aunt Catherine.

"Uh, hi, I'm Fabian," Fabian greeted, quickly masking his face with a smile. He took a step forward and held his hand out. Instead of shaking his hand, she walked right past him.

"Come this way," she commanded.

"Nina," Amber started, staring after Aunt Catherine. "Your aunt frightens me…" Fabian nodded his head in agreement.

[A/N] Yes, it is true. I have decided that Nina has an aunt, Aunt Catherine. Now, Aunt Catherine is her Gran's older sister. So, aside from that, what did you all think of this chapter? The house I described actually exists, and looks a lot better than I probably described. My best friend's great aunt owned this AMAZING house that was just perfect. It was huge, three stories, and yes, it was a dark greenish color. But it was the coolest house I've ever seen.

ANNND I was thinking. So, Rufus is bad, right? So..does that open up the possibility that Victor and all them are actually doing something for the better of everyone? Or is that just too out there. I mean, when you think about it, Sarah said that she used to be friends with Rufus, and what kind of child would actually like Victor? What if Victor started the society on good intentions? Maybe, juuuust maybe, Rufus actually killed Sarah's parents, and then told her than Victor did it! And MAYBE the society and the chosen on is the chosen one to stop Rufus, who turned bad! Food for thought, huh?