Jerome's POV
"Since when did Fabian start listening to Taylor Swift and Adele?" I asked sitting down for breakfast. Everyone was there except for Nina and Fabian.
"Since the day Nina left. If she wasn't so sisterly to me, I would find her and kill her." Eddie muttered under his breath.
"Give him a break, Nina just left. The love of his little geeky life just walked out on him for no apparent reason." Patricia said, grabbing the pitcher of juice.
"Yeah, his world is basically crushed." Alfie said.
"I wonder why Nina left?" Amber asked.
"'Cuz Fabian was way too geeky?" I suggested, and we all started laughing. That is when Fabian appeared from the doorway, looking teary eyed.
"So that is what you think of me? That, I can't even have a girlfriend because I'm to smart? If I hadn't figured out some of the Sibuna clues then we would all be dead!" He yelled at us, then ran out of the house.
Nina's POV
"So why are you locked up in your room most of the time?" Gran asked me.
"Gran, can I ask you something?" I asked, sitting Indian style and a lime green star pillow I held on to my chest.
"Sure, anything." She said, sitting next to me.
"How do you know when you're in love?" I asked.
"When you can't live without the person." She told me.
"No, like when he is perfect for you but he may have hurt you." I said.
"Well, you would know for yourself." She said smiling. I sighed and flopped back down. I had another memory, this one was of me and Fabian:
"Hey Fabian." I said sitting down next to him on the bed.
"Hey Nina." He said, snaking his arm around my waist and pulling me backwards. Him on top of me.
"You got something right there." I said pointing in between his eyes.
"What?" He asked confused.
"This." I said and sprayed Whipped Creme right on his nose. He chased me, we laughed and kissed.
"What should I do?" I asked into the pillow.
So, what should Nina do?