I'm In A Writing Mood. And No Matter How Tempted I Am To Kill Off Fabian Lately, I Swear I Won't Do It. He's Just A Stupid Boy. Out Right Now With His Stupid Girl Friend. And Taking Stupid Pictures. And Posting Them On Stupid Facebook, Every Stupid Minute. CURSE YOU FABIAN! =D Haha Now That My Rant Of The Day Is Done… Next Topic.

I Just Ran My New Idea By My New Best Friend On This Site, And I'm Getting Their Reactions Soon… So When This One Is Done, I'm Ether Starting A New One-With This Idea, Which I Really Like-Or More One-Shots. Ideas? Opinions? Send A Message My Way, Babe. =D

P.S. I Call Everyone 'Hun, Babe, Pumpkin.' If I Send You A Message And It Says Those, I'm Not Hitting On You. It's Just A Habit. Or If I Say I Love You.

Now On To The Story.

(So I Couldn't Figure Out What Point Of View To Use. I Normally Do Fabian For Romance, And Nina For Mystery. But This Chapter… It's Different. So… I'm Gonna Go Ask Jessie! *One Skype Chat Later* NOTHING! Thanks A Lot Chickie Pea. *One Survey With My Family Members Later* It's Nina's Point Of View!)

Fabian Quickly Backed Out Of The Room, Saying He'd Go Back Downstairs To Demand A Room With Two Beds. While He Did That, I Decided To Call Trudy And Tell Her We're Safe And Sound. Bring, Bring, Bring, I Could Hear On The Other End Of The Phone.

'Hello? Anubis House.' Her Sweet, Innocent Voice Filled Up The Phone, And I Started To Realize That Maybe Being Gone From Home This Long Wouldn't Be The Best Idea. I Was Already Missing Everyone And Trudy's Cooking.

'Trudy? It's Nina!'

'Nina? Oh, Hunny! (I REFUSE To Have Her Say Swe*tie. I Hate That Word.) What's It Like There? How Was The Flight? Are You At The Hotel Yet? Is It As Pretty As Fabian Hoped? Is The City Large? Are A Lot Of People Speaking French? Have You Met Anyone New?' At this Rate I Wouldn't Be Able To Ever Answer Any Questions.

'Trudy. Trudy, Calm Down. The Flight Was Okay. It Got A Bit Delayed. And Then There Were Winds. But Overall It Was An Okay Flight. The City Is Big, Really Big. And No, I Haven't Heard Much French Yet. But Then Again, I Haven't Been Listening For It. And Yes, I Met Three New People. Scratch That, One New Person,' I Don't Know Why, But I Didn't Want To Bring Up Jossie, Or Burt To Her. 'Her Name Is Jessica, She's The Clerk Here At The Hotel-Which Is Huge! And It's So Pretty. Wait-Did You Say It Was Fabian's Idea To Go To This Hotel?'

She Laughed, 'Of Corse! Who Else's Idea Would It Be? Fabian Planned This Whole Trip, Down To Every Little Sight You See. He Took Forever Planning Saturday. He Wouldn't Even Tell Me What You Two Are Doing. And It Sounds Amazing There. Nina, Amber Wants To Talk To You, Hun. Here She Is.'

The Sounds Of Movement Filled The Phone Until Amber's Loud, Cheerful Voice Took Over The Phone, 'Nina? Nina Martin! You're Never Allowed To Leave Again! I Have No One To Help Me With My Clothes! And The Room's So Empty Without You.'

'I Miss You Too, Amber. Hey, Could You Give Patricia The Phone?'

'You? Want To Talk To Patricia? By Choice?' The Shock And Rejection Was Loud And Clear In Her Voice. 'If That's What You Want…'

'Hey Amber, It's Sibuna Related. Okay? Text Me. Bye!' The Movement Happened Again. 'Patricia?'

'No, It's Victor. Of Corse It's Patricia. What?' Well I Thought Sibuna Brought Us Closer… Apparently Not So Much.

'I'm Going To Text You Something. Something Sibuna Related. Keep Your Phone Always On You, And Do Not Let Anyone Else Read These. Except Amber. And Delete Them As Soon As You Read Them. Okay?'

She Paused, As If She Was Thinking, 'Sibuna? In France? You Two Are So Weird. But Okay. Hey, Amber Wants To Know If You Two Kissed Yet?'

Agghhh. They'd Never Give Up. Fabian… Oh Fabian Was Probably Downstairs, Flirting It Up With Jessica. Jessica-Too Much Body, Too Little Clothes. What Boys Like, According To My Friends Back In America. 'Patricia. I Have To Go. We'll Talk Later.'

Hanging Up My Cell, I Place It On The Bedside Table Before I Got Up To Walk Around. The Bathroom Was A Decent Size. If Could Fit About Five People In It. It Had A Big Fancy Hot Tub, Which Served As A Bathtub. The Bathroom Had A Victorian Style To It. It Was All White, With Gold Details. But What Shocked Her The Most Was The Fact That The Bathtub Had Two Places To Rest Your Back, Not Just One.

I Stepped Out Of The Lavatory And Went To The Kitchen. It Was A Normal Kitchen, Just The Bare Necessities. A Black Microwave, White Sink, Black Mini Fridge, Plastic Silverware, Paper Plates, And Paper Cups. Then Onto The Bedroom. One Black Dresser, One Black Bed, White Walls With Pictures Of Roses Painted All Over, And A Small Black Stereo In The Corner On A Nightstand.

The Living Room Consisted Of Two Black Leather Couches, A Glass Coffee Table, And Another Stereo. Yes. So Much Colour, It Hurts My Eyes! The Thought Passed Through My Mind Before I Could Help It, And A Laugh Came Out Before I Could Help It. Hopefully Fabian Will Get Us A Better Room, With More Colour. Black And White? In Every Room? Was The Guy Who Designed This, Colourblind? Another Giggle Escaped My Lips.

'Nina? What Are You Laughing At?' The Sharp, Confused Voice Came From Behind Me, Taking Me By Surprise. My Hand Flew Up To My Heart, As My Other One Covered My Mouth. Seeing It Was Only Fabian, I Ran Up To Him And Fake Punched Him In His Chest.

'Don't-Ever-Scare-Me-Like-That-Again!' Catching My Breath, I Ran Over To The Couch And Patted The Space Next To Me. He Slowly Walked Over And Sat Down Next To Me. 'Okay, So You're Still Not On My Good Side, But What Did They Say About The Room?'

He Shook His Head, 'It's The Honeymoon Suite. And A Crappy One At That, It Looks Like. Apparently This Is The Only Room Left. But They Said It's A Big Bed, And That If We Sleep As Far Away From Eachother, We Might Not End Up Touching. Every Other Room Is Booked.' He Laughed, 'Hey, Maybe We'll Be So Tired By The End Of The Day, That We Just Crash On The Ground. Anyways, I'll Take The Couch, You Can Have The Bed. We'll Split The Dresser? We'll Work Out A Schedule For The Lavatory.'

Blushing, I Looked Down At The Floor, 'Or We Could Share The Bed… I Mean It's Not Like We're An Actual Couple… It Wouldn't Need To Be Awkward. And Then That Way The Couch Doesn't Play With Your Back… And You Know, It's Not Like We're Going To Be Here Long… Just Seven Nights… And I Mean, We Practically Laid Down Together In The Attic That One Time…'

Looking Up, I Saw His Cheeks Become Red. He Looked Down, And Quickly Composed Himself. Pretending To Be Looking Me In The Eye-He Was Really Looking At My Nose-He Agreed. 'Yeah. We're Not Going To Be Here Long. And I Mean If It Gets Too Awkward, I'll Just Sleep On The Couch.'

Nodding My Head, I Looked At His Watch. Dinner Time. There's Ether The Restaurant Right Next Door, Or We Could See What's In The Mini Fridge. Boy, Just The Thought Of Food Had My Stomach Growling. 'Fabian. Choose, Next Door Or Here.'

Confusion Covered His Face, So I Pointed To The Fridge, Then My Stomach. Laughing He Replied, 'Probably Here For Tonight. I Don't Want To Go Out And Not Know Our Way Yet. Knowing Your Luck, We'd Get Lost.' I Pretended To Be Hurt By This Statement. 'Haha, Don't Look Like That. I'm Just Pointing Out That You Have A Very Unlucky Life. So… Let's Make Grilled Cheese?'

(Author Note: I Actually Had To Call My Bestie Jessie To See Where To Go From Here.)

I Nodded Once Again. Pushing Him-So He Was Back Sitting Down-I Ran Into The Kitchen And Pulled Out The Proper Food Items For Grilled Cheese. 'Sounds Good. I'll Make It, You Just Relax. Having Girls Hit On You Can Be Pretty Tiresome.'

'You Know I Didn't Want That Attention.' His Voice Sounded Strained And Bored.

Buttering The Bread, I Started My Rant. 'Yes… But You Got It. And You Didn't Tell Her To Stop. It Almost Seemed As If You Enjoyed The Attention. I Don't Understand Why. She Wasn't That Pretty. And She Wore Too Much Make-Up. As She Practically Undressed You With Her Eyes. And Let's Just Say You Didn't Exactly Turn Away. Aww, Does Fabian Have A Crush?' I'm Asking For Trouble, I Know That. Just The Thought Of Him With Another Girl, Crushing On Another Girl, Touching Another Girl… It-For An Unknown Reason-Made Me Very Angry, And Very Scared.

There Was Breathing On My Neck, And Arms Slid Around My Waist, But Lower Than They Had Before. The Breathing Moved To My Ear As He Whispered, 'Hey, Did You Know, You Turn Red When You Get Jealous? And Yes, I Have A Crush… But It's Not On Jessica. It's On-'

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