I don't own House of Anubis.

Dear Joy,

I got your letter a few days ago, and I'm replying...but I guess that was obvious. It's taken a while to let everything you said settle in, but I'm ready...I think.

Uh, I'm...I'm not really a wordy person, but I guess you know that. You're really smart, Joy. You always know what I'm feeling and what's going through my head when I don't even say anything. You're great like that.

I don't really know what to say other than I'm really sorry, babe. I'm sorry that you and I had to sneak around all the time. I'm sorry I had to deceive (that's the right word, right?) Amber to be with you. I'm sorry you had to feel like second best, because you don't deserve that. You deserve way better than I can ever give you.

And, I'm sorry that I was a complete jerk when you came back. Again, you don't deserve that. You deserve the world and more. I just wish I could stop being so thick and give it to you.

After reading your letter, I hated myself. I hated myself for making you feel like that, and hated myself for not being there to wipe the tears away and hug you and comfort you and just hold you and kiss you and make it all go away. I'm so, so sorry.

But that's only half of why I'm writing this. The other half...I feel like I should really say this in person, but oh well.

Joy, I love you. I really do. A lot. I'm mad for you. I can't even look at other girls here in Australia. Okay, I do, but only for a second...and then I think of you and how much prettier you are. How much smarter you probably are, and how you actually care about me for me. What you said about Ambs was right, I think. She loved me, but she wasn't in love with me. Well, Joy, I'm in love with you. Head over heels, crazily, pathetically, madly, incredibly in love with you (those words are all good love words, right? Yeah, I think).

All I want right now is just to be back England, and to come to Anubis House. I'd find you and we'd meet back under that stupid bench and get attacked by those stupid geese, or we could chase fireflies in the moor again, or we could go to that cafe and drink smoothies and eat muffins life we used to and make idiots or ourselves. I don't care what other people think, because when I'm with you, I feel amazing.

Joy Mercer, I in no way deserve you. But please, just know that I really do love you and I want you to know that. I would do absolutely anything to come back to Anubis and go to school there. Catch up with Fabes (how is he by the way?), harass Clarke and Lewis, play football with my old teammates, and just be with you.

Well, I really have to get going. Don't let the new tossers get you down, babe.

A lot of love,

Mick

xoxox

(I feel really girly for doing that)

(It's a good thing I love you)

A/N: idk guys. idk.