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Madison looked around the table, extremely happy. She had had a great day. It was nice to take a break from the worrying. She turned to talk to Nellie. She was curious about the school and how it would work. Nellie answered her with as little details as possible though.

"What happens if a teacher is sick?"

"You get a study hall that period." Madison cheered quietly.

"Do we have homework from every class every day?"

"Nope. Only two or three classes each day." This was getting better and better. Nellie grinned when she saw Madison's face.

"Do we have tests?"

"Of course!" Darn.

"When do we find out what chores we have?" Nellie's face grew worried instantly.

"Opps! We forgot to make the schedule!" She stood up. "Everyone!" Nellie yelled over the din. Everyone shut up. " You will have no chores tomorrow. We forgot to make schedules," she admitted sheepishly.

"Oh yeah!" Dan, Ned and Ted cheered. Everyone laughed.

"You have an hour and a half before you should turn lights out and be in bed. You can do whatever you want." The kids streamed out and headed towards their room. Sinead beat everyone to the top of the stairs and handed all the teens a note. Madison took it and went into her room. She had barely opened the note when Reagan burst in.

"Do you get it?" she questioned.

"Let me read it first, then I'll tell you," Madison told her, annoyed. She opened the piece of paper to see dots and dashes scrawled across the page.

- . . - / .. -. / - ... . / ... . -.-. .-. . - / .-. - - - .-.-.-

"It's Morse code." Madison raised an eyebrow at her twin.

"Can you read it?" Reagan emphasized.

"Nope. But Hamilton can." The girls quickly grabbed the note and ran to their brother's room.

"It says 'Meet in the secret room.' Wow. That was difficult." Hamilton translated sarcastically. "Let's go. We don't want to be the last ones down there. Hamilton opened the trap door leading downwards. But the stairs were gone. In its place was a slide. Reagan hesitated, but Hamilton and Madison reserves. They jumped on the slide, screaming the whole way down.

"Please don't let this be a trap," Reagan prayed and started to slide.

Dan looked around in wonder. He had just slid into the hideout from his bedroom and was sitting on the black beanbag they picked for him. The room looked like a color wheel with twelve different colors in a different part of the room. His area had a black carpet and beanbag at the end of the slide. There were posters of ninjas on the black walls. He had a bookshelf with his school books and video games on it.

"Awesome." He looked around in awe and spotted a rippling … floor? It was the same colors as the sections. Sinead was sitting on the yellow section.

"It's a trampoline floor," she explained. "It moves when you shift." He hopped up from the beanbag and took his seat across from her in his seat. After he got comfortable Dan gazed around the room. he noticed that everyone had the same layout as he did, except with their color. Everyone also had different items on their bookshelves. To his surprise Amy also had a guitar in her section.

"Congrats, Dan. You're the first one down." He finished analyzing the room and turned to Sinead.

"How are we going to get back up the slide?" Dan questioned.

"I can change it back into a staircase. Jonah's designers did the room while some friends of mine installed the stairs." As Sinead was talking Hamilton, Madison and Reagan all appeared from Hamilton's room.

"Hey guys," Sinead greeted them as she shifted. "Come join us." The Holts instinctively went to their color. The muscular teens gingerly sat down as the Starling boys and Natalie joined them.

"Hey, Nat, did you notice the beanbag wasn't imported silk?" She sighed and glared at him.

"Daniel, as long as I'm wearing designer clothing, I've adjusted to being poor."

"It's DAN! Anyway four millions is not poor."

"It isn't to you peasants." As Natalie and Dan continued their argument, Amy and Ian slid in. Together. From Ian's room. Dan's eyes narrowed.

"Amy, what were you doing in the Cobra's room?" Dan hissed between clenched teeth. Amy was saved from answering by the arrival of Jonah and Nora. They all managed to settle down without further incident. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Nora spoke.

"Do you guys want to play a game?"

What did you think? Sorry Hamilton's POV was so short. Here is helpful stuff you could review about:

-Games! Suggestions, examples. Would truth or dare be too cliché?

-Misspellings or grammar problems. They are always helpful.

-Some translations to fan fiction slang! I get so confused…

-Anything you think would add a good addition to this story.

-And of course anything else you want to add!

Thanks again to everyone. Please review. If you hate it this tell me how to get better. If you love it, it will stop me from quitting. Oh, here are some comments from the reviews, since I couldn't PM them

Anonymous, from chap. 6: I'm sorry you don't like Nora. I need her here though, as she plays an important role in the story.

Anonymous, from chap. 7: Thanks! I'm glad you are enjoying it.

Fun99: I will continue, don't worry. I'm scared to not continue now. Thanks for the nice truth though!