"The day I first met you, you told me you'd never fall in love."

-Demi Lovato, Give Your Heart A Break

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis.

"I got… a bunch of classes. Damn." Eddie muttered as we walked around campus. A week before classes began, they distributed schedules. I snort as Eddie looked at his schedule. "Maths? I still have to take that!"

"Eddie, what did you think? College would be nothing but partying?" I asked him, shocked that he was surprised that maths was on his schedule.

"Yeah, pretty much." Eddie said, "Oh! And girls! I pictured girls too." At that moment, Eddie ran into someone like at the airport. But this time, he was the one on top of a girl.

"Watch where you're going slimeball!"

I snort for the second time in five minutes as I suppress a laugh as the girl still yelling and cursing at Eddie.

"Hey! Yacker, slow your roll I can barely understand you!" Eddie shouts instead of a quick apology as he gets off the poor girl. "Seriously, I would have a apologized if you took a minute to breathe!"

"Listen up and this good you lousy slimeball." The girl says poking him in the chest, "I'm not one you want to make an enemy out of. You get that?"

"Excuse me," I say, pushing a very scared looking Eddie out of the way, "Hi. I'm Nina Martin. The… that over there is my cousin Eddie. He didn't mean any harm and I'm sure he's sorry for knocking you over and yelling at you. Aren't you Eddie?"

"No."

"He means yes." I sigh, "Sorry. Again."

"You," she says, "Apology accepted. You." She points at Eddie, "Should sleep with one eye open."

"I'm so scared," Eddie muttered, mocking fear.

"You should be." She tells him, "I'm Patricia by the way. Patricia Williamson."

"Nice to meet you Patricia." I smile and pull Eddie to me, "Now, I should get him out of here before he causes any more-" I stop mid-sentence as I run into someone. We both tumble to the ground, me on top.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't-" I focus my view and see the guy from the airport laughing at me. "Hey! It's not polite to laugh!"

"Well, you two really should learn to control yourselves when you stumble over." He said, still laughing at me.

"Well you should steer clear!" I say and begin to laugh as well as I roll off of him. "I am sorry though."

"Hey it's fine." He smiles as he gets up and offers me a hand. I accept it and he pulls me up. He released my hand and I can't help but feel something. Like… a longing for him to still be holding my hand. "No harm done. Well, other than minor concussion."

"Well, I hope you feel better and I really am sorry." I apologize again. Before quickly saying goodbye and grabbing Eddie, rushing away from him.

"Whoa Nina!" Eddie shouted, "Slow up! What's wrong?"

I feel my face, wondering if it's still hot. It is. Damn.

"Nina?" Eddie muttered, "You like this guy don't you?"

"No." I answer a bit too quickly, "I barely know him Eddie."

"Hello class!" a tall, young looking teacher with dark hair says from the end of the classroom. It's my last class of the day. My day went rather well. "My name is Jason Winkler and you can call me either Professor or Professor Winkler. Hell, I'll even settle for Professor Jason. As long as you aren't calling me asswhole or that stupid professor over there who actually had the nerve to assign seats." The class laughed at this and Jason began reading off a chart in his hand, "Now, this is Chemistry people you will be assigned a lab partner. I worked at a high school last year and I allowed two students –who happen to be here today- to work together. I let them pick and well… it didn't go well."

"Come on Professor!" a tall light haired boy with blue eyes said, "Your eyebrows did grow back! And may I say, you're looking handsome as ever!"

"Yes Jerome you may, but I will not allow you to work with Alfie this year." Jason smiled. The class laughed again. "Now at the first table here why don't we have… Amber Millington and Mick Campbell?"

A girl squealed. She walks out and I recognize her from some of my other classes. She walked out clutching the hand of a blonde boy.

"Can I assume you're dating?" Jason asked.

"Three years now." The boy said.

"This may be Chemistry but I don't need to see yours." Jason sighed, "Go back. How about Amber Millington and Jerome Clarke at the first table and Alfie Lewis and Mick Campbell at the second?"

They all walked over and Jason began calling names again. He was up to the second row first desk, when I was finally called. "Nina Martin and Fabian Rutter over here please. Then behind them we have Mara Jaffray and Patricia Williamson."

I see a dark haired girl and Patricia walk out. But no one else. Patricia waves at me and I sit down by myself.

"No Fabian Rutter?" Jason asked. He didn't turn up, so Jason continued.

Jason started the lesson and I was about to do the experiment myself when someone came in shouting.

"Sorry I-I'm late." He stuttered. My eyes grew wide. I didn't have to look to know who it was. My stomach twisted in knots. The guy from the airport. The guy who I was forever falling into. Lovely.

"You must be Fabian." Jason smiled. "You can go sit in that empty seat over there. Go meet your lab partner for this term."

I pick up my goggles and put them on my face then dove my head in the textbook, hoping he won't even recognize me. Yeah, I'll just hide behind my textbook for the next year. He totally won't think I'm a freak then! Let's face it, he already thinks I'm a clumsy, ditzy American girl. And I am.

"It's you."

Shit. He noticed me.

"Hi."

What a brilliant answer.

"I don't think we formally met." He smiles as I take off my goggles, "Well, unless you call stumbling into me –twice- a formal greeting."

Was he doing this on purpose? My face was probably so red, he would guess that I'm half crab.

"Let's just never mention that again." I say, looking at the chemicals on that table like I know exactly what each of them are.

"Why?" he asked, his face going soft. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." I say, "Just a bit embarrassed is all."

Total lie. I'm more embarrassed than I've ever been. Ever. And that's a pretty high bar since I tripped and fell off the stage at my Glee Club's first sectional.

"Hey it's fine," he smiled again, putting his hand on my shoulder. I took quickly at him and his eyes grow wide. He blushes and pulls his hand away as we both shift our gaze. "I'm Fabian Rutter." He mumbles.

"Mina Nartin." I say, "No! I-I mean Nina Martin."

He snorted and I try to look at anything but him. "We have to work on our assignment."

He walks me out of class. He offers to walk me to my dorm. I decline, explaining to him that I had a place off campus.

"You're cousin and I became friends." He tells me as we walk rather aimlessly around the courtyard. "He's really nice, when he isn't whacking me with his backpack."

I laugh, "He's great. I should know, we've always been close."

"Fabes!" a dark haired girl runs up and gives Fabian a hug, "I knew you'd be here!"

"Hey Joy." He says in a bored tone.

"You want to do something later?"

"I don't know, I've got some unpacking to do still."

"Oh," she says, rather disappointed. I knew she noticed me, but she didn't really acknowledge my presence. "Well, I'll see you around. Later Fabes!"

Once she's out of earshot, I stifle a laugh.

"What?" Fabian asked as I began to laugh outright.

"You're girlfriend?" I say.

"No."

"Well, then she really wants you to her boyfriend." I explain. "It's obvious."

"I'll never fall in love." Fabian shrugs, "The risk of heartbreak is too high."

I look at him silently. I study the way he walks, talks, how his hair falls ever-so-slightly over his eyes, the brilliant bright aqua colour of them. He really is… beautiful.

"Fabian?" I say, rather quietly, "You're afraid of heartbreak?"

"Not afraid," he says as we approach a dock, overlooking a small lake. I can tell we've wandered off the large campus. "Just… I don't think it's worth dealing with."

"Haven't you ever been in love?" I ask.

"How are we supposed to know what love is?" he says as he picks the petals off a flower. "People think that they're in love, but it only ends up hurting them more when it ends. We will never know if the love we feel is love or just physical attraction."

"I don't know about that," I say as I lean my arms on the railing. "I think that there's real love out there."

"If you've seen as much heartbreak as I have," Fabian mutters, his happy, vibrant voice gone cold and dark. "You'd think different."

And he walked off.

"Hey Eddie!" I call into the house, a bit depressed over what happened with Fabian.

"Sup Neens?"

"Nothing." I say, "You find a friend yet?"

"Yeah." Eddie told me, "He agreed to live here with me!"

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Fabian Rutter." He said as we meet in the kitchen, "You know, they kid from the airport."

And there's chapter two! Also, the names of my chapters are going to be the song at the beginning!