I don't own House of Anubis or any of the characters.

Peeping Tom

"I don't know how I arrived here," I said. Tears were glazing over my vision, blocking Fabian. I blinked them away. "But I'll find out." I told him.

He finally looked at me. He started to say somthing but he paused and said something else. "How?"

"I'll have to spy on Victor." I shrugged, acting like it was no big deal. Fabian stared at me, wide-eyed but said nothing. "I need to get home, it's almost four." I told him as I studied his face. "Don't do anything stupid." I ordered and gave him a small smile. I grabbed my bag and got out of the car. I walked to my house, paused by the door, bracing myself. I put on a smile and entered. She was waiting by the door, arms crossed and foot tapping. Gosh, I thought, give me a break. I fought the urge to roll my eyes and glare at her. My smile was still on. "Hi," I said.

"You left early." She stated. I nodded. She eyed me suspiciously. "Why?"

"Club meeting. History." I lied, quickly, as I closed the door, trying to hide my eyes.

She considered my answer for a minute. "Huh, you didn't tell me anything about joining a club or having a meeting." She said, still not convinced.

"Yeah, kinda forgot... I just got a text from the president. Said it was urgent, so, uh... I went." I said, watching for her reaction. Her eyes never left mine, They were empty, unlike Fabian. I wondered what she saw in mine. I gave her a weak smile.

"What's the meeting about?" She tested, pretending to be curious in a motherly fashion.

"Uh, this exhibit we're doing... Yeah. It'll be in the next-next month" I said. That would get me time to form a real History club and do an exhibit if she gets too suspicious.

"Oh!" She said, grinning. "Why didn't you say so." She was so fake, it made my blood burn. I inhaled deeply to relax my pounding heart. "Who's the president?" She asked, subtly trying to catch me in my lie.

"Fabian Rutter." I said. I knew he'd quickly back me up. "History club is new, he just started it. Uh, can I go now? Lots of planning to do, you know." I said. I needed to leave, or I might strangle her. My arms were tensing, although my face remained calm.

"No." Her face tight. Her grin turning into a grimace. "The Main Office called. They informed me about your detention." My mouth formed an 'O.' She paused. "Your skipping school?" She said in a voice of sadness and hurt. I scoffed, mentally.

"No! Of course not." I said, defensively. "We just had lunch outside school. That's allowed. We just didn't get back on time, so..." She stared at me, her face in a mask of worry, but her eyes betrayed her. She hardly cared. "I'll never do it again." I promised. She remained silent. "I'll be in my room." I dismissed myself.

My room was a mess. My actual books were scattered on the floor, clothes strewn on the bed that wasn't made up. I tidied things up. I replaced my books in my school bag, and returned my discarded clothes in my closet. I put some clothes and toiletries in two different bags, and texted Fabian to get it and do the same. I gathered all the clues I have and put it in my special box. I written everything down in my diary. I made some holes on the paper when I wrote about them. Hot tears rolled down my face, I couldn't go on writing anymore.

I jumped when something hit my window. I stood up and saw Fabian about to throw another rock. I open the window and threw out the bags containing my extra clothes. One is to be kept in Fabian's car and the other will be in his room, just in case I needed a quick escape. I mouthed a 'thanks' before he walked away. I went back to bed and tried to get some sleep.

Anubis house was quite. Sibuna was still hanging around in my room, minding their own business. Fabian was still by my side, holding my hand. Mara was writing something, Patricia and Amber looking over her shoulder. Mick was in the room as well. Jerome and Alfie were on the floor watching Mara intently. Fabian looked away from them and I saw him. He was sad and worried and pained like he's so desperate but he didn't know what to do. He looked at me, then a hurt expression. He looked away like he can't bare the sight of me. A tear fell from his face...

I woke up. My pillow was wet with my own tears. I sat up and reach for my diary. Mara wrote in it.

'Nina,
About your parents... Patricia thinks your parents are dopplegangers, like in movies. Alfie thinks they're aliens. Jerome thinks they're robots. Amber thinks that they are just regular people who had plastic surgery to look like your parents. That kind of makes sense, but reasons why? We have no clue. We're generally a whole lot more confused of were you are now. I read about how people on coma seem to have an out of body experience and watch the events around them, but those are just stories. But you... We don't know. We're sure, though, that that isn't the afterlife since your still alive and we can communicate with you. Fabian thinks your somewhere in the middle. He doesn't say it but I know he's afraid that you might somehow slip and actually move on. We all are. I'm sorry we can't be of help, Nina.
Mara'

I closed my diary, not wanting to see it anymore. I dressed for the day, left a note to her, and walked to Fabian's home. We drove to school and served detention. Time went by slow. My feet kept tapping and eventually the teacher told me to stop. I still couldn't sit still. Then finally, detention was over. Fabian and I proceeded to our plan. We walked to Victor's office and hung around the corridor until he left. He did, we snuck in and hid behind a shelf. Victor came back. He did nothing. Just writing, or reading, or using the computer. He left again after a while.

"This is the most boring stake-out ever." Fabian whispered, causing me to giggle. I was stopped short when I heard pecking and wings flutter. A black feather slowly fell in front of our faces. Fear flooded our eyes as we realize where it came from.

We looked up and there it was. A black bird watching over us.