Chapter Twenty-Six: When She's Mad

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis

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When she's mad...

"Hey." "Move!" "Excuse me." "See you later." "Don't talk to me!" "I gotta go." "Sorry." "I'll text you… I can't talk right now!" "Bye." Eddie spewed out anything he could think of off the top of his head, to get people out of his way. He continued to push past the crowd of students trying to leave the school too. Of course, he was going to argue that where ever they were going was minor in comparison to what he was doing . After shoving, and trying hard not to lose his temper, Eddie made it outside. He knew for a fact that she was already gone, but finding her seemed like his best option.

"Eddie!" The American turned around, slightly frustrated when his name was called out. He dropped his scowl, and tried to stay calm when Amber jogged up beside him. As he continued to speed walk towards the house, she managed to (surprisingly) stay up with him, regardless of her heels. "What are you doing?"

Even though he had no desire to listen to her advice, Eddie still answered her. "I'm going to calmly and rationally talk to Patricia."

"Oh yeah." Amber drew in a sharp breath. "She is maaadddd."

"Thanks." Eddie replied sarcastically.

"Um why?" Amber tilted her head, and squinted at him, the thought obviously clogging her brain.

"I don't know." Eddie sighed. "Something stupid, like me or Alfie or gah, I don't know." Eddie waved his hand, as if swatting away something and then ran his fingers nervously through his hair. "okay, think, have I done something stupid recently?"

"How long of a list do you want?"

"Amber! I mean, to her. Have I said something rude or… just stupid?"

"To her? Well, I don't know. You guys never invite me when you have cute moments, or even stupid ones."

"It's our relationship! Why would we invite you?"

"If I'm not a part of it then you should know what you've done."

"You're so helpful." Eddie rolled his eyes, and shoved the front door open. "Jerry!" The tall blond stopped when Eddie called his name and turned to face him and Amber.

"Can I help you?"

"Patricia-"

"Upstairs." Jerry smirked when a loud crash from upstairs followed his answer. "Breaking who knows what."

"Great." Eddie groaned. He pushed Amber out of the way lightly and then darted up stairs, both nervous and curious.

"Um h- Wow be careful with the throwing." Eddie put his hands up in surrender, and carefully stepped into her room. "So…"

"So?" She shot back, as she stood up and brushed off her skirt.

"What are you doing?"

"Breaking stuff."

"So I see. What exactly are you uh damaging lightly?" Eddie kicked the large pieces of glass on the floor away, and walked further into her room.

"Science beakers."

"Wonderful?" Eddie's eyes fell on her handbag that was tossed in a corner by her bed, three other tips of beakers sticking out. "Why?"

"This." Patricia flicked their newly graded science test at him, and sat down on her bed with a moan. Eddie rolled his eyes and then careful to avoid the shards of glass, he sat down next to her and wrapped her in a large hug.

"You got a 43?" He finally asked, looking down at the paper.

"Don't talk about it!"

"Did you study?"

"Sure."

"Patricia."

"A little! I mean, I've always done well in science, so why am I doing worse now?"

"Have you been distracted?" Eddie smirked suggestively.

"Don't be ridiculous." Patricia muttered. "You're the one that looks like a science project." She rolled her eyes at him and pulled harder, attempting to get out of his grasp. "Now let me go, will you?"

"Nope." Eddie pulled her back, wrapping his arms around her tighter. "We can start studying together… if you want."

"I don't want." Patricia huffed, finally giving up on struggling to be set free.

"Well I got a one hundred, but…"

"You did not!" She cried, turning her head towards him in surprise.

"I know." He laughed. "I got an 85."

"You are so hopeless." She muttered. "Now please let go."

"No you're mad, I'm gonna hold you until you calm down."

"And when I do calm down?"

"Then we're going to clean up this mess and bring back the science beakers to my dad. You shouldn't have stolen those."

"Then I'm never calming down." Patricia scowled triumphantly.

"That's alright with me." Eddie grinned, hugging her tighter, just to remind her that if she didn't want to calm down and clean up, she was stuck in his arms forever.

…Hug her tight and don't let go.

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A/N: Personally, I didn't think it turned out that bad, but it was sorta hard to write. Anyway, let me know what you guys thought!

~Grace