Chapter Five: When She Ignores You

A/N: Okay, so this took a really long time to think about, and write, and I'm hoping that upcoming chapters will be easier. Love you guys!

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis

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When she ignores you...

"Sup?" Eddie squirted whipped cream into his mouth, until he could barely close it. "Patricia?" Eddie furrowed his brow at the slumped figure on the couch. Her auburn hair was knotty in the back, and papers were scattered all over her lap and the couch. "Okay… Silent treatment. I don't mind." Eddie rolled his eyes and walked over to the couch. Placing his palms on the back of the leather material, and staring over her shoulder, Eddie soon realized that she was attempting studying for their upcoming French test on Friday.

"Wait… number 5's not describing you… se the question doesn't say moi."

Patricia tightened her jaw, and turned to face Eddie, a scowl on her face. "I'm not describing myself." She turned back to her paper without another word, silently hoping that Eddie would just leave.

"Sure you are." Eddie let out a short laugh, cautious of the fact that Patricia still had the capability to yell at him. "See, red hair, green eyes – not that I look at them enough to know that for certain – but still, if this isn't you than who? It's your identical twi… oh Piper."

"Wow you're such a genius." Patricia muttered, rolling her eyes, and returning her attention back to the study guide she was working on.

"So… you wanna go out tonight?"

Patricia let out a groan, and pointed to the pile of studying she had to do.

"No problem." Eddie shrugged. You have tomorrow to study too. Plus, I can quiz you on the way to wherever, and the way back. It'll work."

The silence that followed Eddie's suggestion was filled with only the sound of Patricia's pencil writing furiously away.

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He had made enough attempts to even care anymore. Eddie offered to take her to her favorite restaurant, the only one she honestly felt she could deal with. He tried suggesting a new horror movie he knew she was aching to see. Nothing was working.

No suggesting was interesting her, and nothing caught Patricia off guard enough to even make a sound.

They had been playing that game for nearly two hours; Eddie talks, Patricia doesn't respond. It was nearly time for dinner, and the answers Patricia had written down for French, Math, Social Studies, and Language Arts were all wither influenced by Eddie, or corrected by Eddie himself.

Patricia wasn't in the mood to listen to someone talk, and certainly wasn't up to having Eddie huddled over her, making her look stupid. And there was no way that she was going to stand up tomorrow in front of the class and explain how she got the answer for the homework question. And if that was the case, her one word answer would probably be forced to come out as "Eddie."

That irritated her.

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"Just shut up!" Patricia had had plenty enough. Her evening was spent with an over attached version of nerdy Eddie, and the only break he was offering was dinner. Otherwise, it was full on talking. He wouldn't leave her alone. Literally, the second that Patricia had swallowed her last piece of food, He had dragged her back to the couch, where he continued to explain the science test that his dad was having the next week.

Patricia jumped off the couch, rage flaming in her eyes. "Eddie! I've had enough! You haven't stopped talking, and I can't stand it!"

"To be fair, you haven't said anything."

"What?" Patricia flared.

"I mean, you didn't even say hi to me, you stayed silent all night, and all I want is for you to yack."

"You're pathetic." Patricia snorted, crossing her arms. "I wasn't planning on talking at all today, actually. Not to you at least."

Eddie gave her a questioning look, but remained silent.

"Look, I had a lot of homework, and I wasn't in the mood to be bothered."

"And how would you have felt if I hadn't bothered you."

"Probably not pissed. But-"

"You would have felt a little upset if I acted like I didn't care.

"I highly doubt that."

"Whatever. Tomorrow when you walk into class with every ounce of homework done, you'll be thanking me." Eddie stood up, and placed his palms on either side of her waist. "But I think that I deserve some sort of reward at the moment."

"For bugging me? I think not." Patricia laughed, even though she remained in his hold.

"How about for being your boyfriend?"

"That's a million times worse."

A small smile played on Eddie's lips, as he pulled her closer to him. "Yeah, that's the best part."

His lips brushed against her's.

Short and simple.

And silent.

And still, prefect.

…Give her your FULL attention.

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A/N: Okay, personally I wasn't that pleased with this chapter, but I'd still love to hear your opinions and thoughts. I felt sort of desperate just to get something up, since I had no ideas for this one. *Cough* *Cough* Anyways, I'm going to desperately try to get another chapter up today or tomorrow, but I can't promise much. See you guys soon!