"Said to myself sit down, sit down, you're rockin' the boat. And the devil will drag you under with a soul so heavy you'd never float, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, you're rockin' the boat."

-Guys and Dolls, Sit Down You're Rocking the Boat

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis
Dedication: To my cousin Ariana, who is at the moment skype-ing with me. She is very loveable and I hope she knows. YOU'RE GORGEOUS!

*Three Months Later: Back to Nina's Point of View*
PS: Some Hunger Games spoilers.

Oh god. A ship. I'm on a ship.

I grip the railing of the boat for dear life, knowing that I'll be seasick if I think about it.

Eddie decided it was a brilliant idea to cash in the favor the captain of this ship owes him and got all of us (Me, him, Patricia, Fabian, Amber, Mick, Mara, Jerome, Piper, and Alfie) a month on this thing. I didn't want to go, for more reasons than one.

The first month after the break-up was misery. We didn't talk at all which made being lab partners hard. The second month was bearable, us speaking when we needed to. The third month was okay and we spoke like we were acquaintances. Friends even.

"You enjoying it yet?" his deep, angelic voice interrupts my thoughts.

"I don't know if I like it, I always got seasick." I tell him, not lifting my gaze from the solid ground. We were leaving in a few minutes.

"I was never seasick," he comments, "Only once did I know what it feels like. That feeling that you're worlds rocking upside down and you can't focus. You feel like you're gonna be sick. Like… if you move even the slightest you'll tumble over and never be able to get back up. I wasn't even on a boat."

"When?" I ask, finally turning my head to meet his deep green eyes.

He only smiles. "C'mon, Eddie wanted all of us to get settled in our rooms."

Eddie gave us a sheet of paper with our room buddies on it, Patricia and I in one room. Amber and Mara in another. Eddie and Fabian, Jerome and Mick and Piper and Alfie got the room to themselves.

"Hey Patricia?" I say as I unpack my stuff. "Do you think it was a mistake?"

"Of course not, you'll have fun on this trip." Patricia smiles.

"No, not the trip." I say, "Dumping Fabian like that. Do you think I should have given him time?"

"Nina," Patricia sighs, "I don't think you're wrong to do what you did. You did what any normal girl would have done. And I don't blame you. But, Fabian and you have something special. After some time he'll realize what a douchebag he was and he'll grovel and you'll live happily ever after."

"Something special?"

"Nina, you may not have noticed this but… Fabian, he's your soul mate. Your true love. Fate. Destiny. Whatever you want to call it. Fabian's it for you."

"No he's not." I snap. "He doesn't love me. Done. We're both going to move on and Fate will find us both somebody else."

"Nina, you don't believe that." Patricia said.

"Yes. I. Do." I state firmly, not sure who I was trying to convince at the moment.

Patricia shook her head and muttered something to herself, but I didn't have time to ask what it was because someone knocked at the door.

"Who's there?" Patricia called.

"It's me."

"Coming!" Patricia ran to the door and opened it for my cousin, who gave a smile. "Hey babe."

"Hey." He smiles, his arms already around her waist, "I was thinking since we'll be at sea all day tomorrow, we can do something maybe?"

I sighed as Patricia and Eddie acted all mushy and lovey. The boat had left from Liverpool, which meant the ten of us had made the three and a half hour trek up to Liverpool. We wouldn't be in Paris until late tomorrow, our first stop. After that we're going to Spain, stopping in Madrid and Barcelona. Then we go to Italy to see Rome and then Greece to see Athens. Then we turn around and go back to Italy, but in the southern tip called Sicily and we visit Taormina. Then back to the top of Spain to Granada and San Sebastian. Then back to Liverpool and another 3 and half hour drive to London.

"I could be into that." Patricia smiled seductively.

"I think you can." Eddie said back, placing a passionate kiss on her lips. "Hey Patricia."

"Yes Eddie?"

"I love you."

I almost drop the clothes in my hand. I don't even think Eddie realized I was in here. I could hear Patricia stuttering to say something and then she regains her ability to speak.

"I love you too."

Jesus. That went well.

Maybe it's just me.

Then next day, we're all at a big breakfast table on deck and everybody's making plans on what to do.

"Piper and I are going to explore." Alfie announced.

"Patricia and I are going to check out some of the water rides." Eddie proclaimed, trying to top Alfie.

"Jerome and I are going to see the on-board aquarium and casino." Mara said.

"Mick and I are going to check out the shops, we're going to look for wedding bands." Amber smile and Mick beamed as soon as Amber said wedding.

"I was just going to hang by the pool," I said, by my voice was deepened somehow. And it was louder. Which meant one thing.

Someone else had said the same thing as me.

I look toward the man who was looking at me with wide eyes.

"You planned to hang at the pool?" I asked Fabian as his eyes avert to his eggs.

"Yes, I did actually. I got a new book, it's actually The Hunger Games and I was planning on reading it." He muttered, his eyes never leaving his food.

"Oh. I was going to read Catching Fire." I say, my eyes never leaving him.

I sighed. Patricia and Amber knew how I felt. They wouldn't leave my alone with him.

Those bitches.

Despite my previous beliefs, my friends had no problem leaving me alone with Fabian by the pool. We sat next to each other, because (of course) those were the only two seats left. I take off my wrap and lay down in the sun, grab Catching Fire and begin to read.

I glance over at Fabian reading The Hunger Games, my eyes hiding behind my sunglasses. I study his every detail. His toned stomach and buff arms. The way he sits with one hand holding the book and the other behind his head, occasionally coming up to turn the page. His aviator sunglasses fit his face perfectly and he looks stunning.

Not that I'm thinking about that.

I avert my eyes from him and read about Katniss and Peeta's journey in Catching Fire. I try to focus but somehow, I can't. I reach over to try and grab my ice water, but end up knocking it all over Fabian.

Whoops.

"Shit!" he calls out, getting glares from a few mothers nearby. The water was ice cold, but missed his book completely, instead getting him right in the face. I stifle a laugh that still comes out in small fits of giggles.

"You think this is funny?" Fabian asks, a devious smile on his face.

I break out into full on laughter, dropping my book and clutching my stomach as I laugh at the look on his face.

"I think this is hysterical," Fabian says, picking me up bridal style.

"Don't you dare!" I shout as Fabian tosses me in the water.

I emerge and see Fabian laughing his ass off. I simply glare, "Can't you at least help me out now?"

"Sure Neens." Fabian says, extending a hand yet still laughing. I swiftly pull him in with me and he gives a small yell before being completely submerged in the water. He comes up and glares at me and I say simply, "Who's laughing now?"

Fabian grabs me by the waist and tickles my stomach, "I think you are!"

I push his hands away and I realize he's still holding me. We're both laughing now and looking into each other's eyes. I'm forgetting why we weren't talking…

"Well this is adorable."

A voice interrupts us and I look up, seeing Eddie smirking and Patricia smiling.

"Lap sitting in the pool?" Eddie says, his smirk not leaving his face.

"It looks like nothing ever happened at the gala." Patricia adds.

I jump off him and put my head down, suddenly remembering that he doesn't love me.

"We're just friends." I mutter.

Eddie and Patricia look confused and I snap, "It was just a misunderstanding! He doesn't love me!"

I get out of the pool, completely pissed off and shout to Fabian, "In the end, Peeta ends up brokenhearted because Katniss tells him that she was only pretending to love him. Just like me!"

I stomp off, feeling satisfied when I hear the three comments they say as I leave.

"Well she's pissed."

"What happened slimeball?"

"She just spoiled the ending!

That's chapter twelve! Here's the preview

"I just spoke to Patricia. She said you flipped out."

"I did not flip out!"

"Nina. Really?"

"Okay maybe I flipped out."

Nothing for you to guess, but whatever.