Published-March 3, 2013
I'm back, and as a gift to everyone for a better story, I am updating it. I have revised and edited this story closely, but I know I have missed some mistakes. Where I was going with this when I started it, I have no clue! My old computer crashed, so I can't access any notes I had made for it, so I am basically starting from scratch. I think the way I am now going for this story is a following of Nina and Callie with Fabian and Lucas with the mystery and I think I will end this at the Season one finale. It just depends on how we feel when we get there. This chapter is kinda about Callie's first day, since we all know about Nina's first day.
Disclaimer- I do NOT own House of Anubis, nor am I in anyway associated with Nick.
Callie's POV:
I wake up before Alana. I grab my uniform and make up bag and headed to the bathroom. I take a quick shower. When I get dressed, I check everything. I don't know if hazing was allowed here; I check my copper brown hair, there was no gaps in the river of waves that flow down my back. My earrings were still in. I checked my uniform, inspecting the hems closely. Everything seemed fine, I trust Alana, but I don't know much about the older girls. I slip on my grey socks and red blazer over my white button-up. I brushed my teeth, apply deodorant and perfume and apply a little bit of make-up, which consisted of light a little eye-shadow, eyeliner, mascara, and coral pink lip-stain. I walk out of the bathroom with my makeup bag and pajamas, went to my room, and made my bed. I slip my pajamas in my drawer, and set my makeup bag on the shared vanity. I glance at the alarm clock, 6:20 AM. I grab my bag, and head to Nina's room to wake her.
"Nina!" I shake my older sister's shoulder.
"What, Callie?" She yawns.
"Time to wake up, Nina. I've already gotten ready." I inform her.
"Fine." She sits up, walks over and grabs her uniform and make up bag, "When did you start wearing make-up? Actually, where did you get the make up?" She asks, examining my face. "Ariella and I made a pact to start wearing light make up, like every other girl in school. Is it that bad?" I ask, worried. "No, you actually did a good job, very natural looking. I only caught it because I'm your sister." She smirks. I make her bed, and grab her of school bags. She comes back about fifteen minutes later, thanks me for her bed and bag. We head downstairs, and are greeted by Trudy warmly. We grab a muffin and a bottle of water, thank her, and head out for a walk before school. We had been walking around, successfully finding the Fine Arts Building, and just had thrown away our papers when we see two elderly women standing in front of the house.
"Oops, sorry, are you both okay?" Nina asks.
Their faces light up, "That's our house!" The woman in the pink night gown exclaims.
"Sorry, this is a school now." Nina explains. We help the women sit down on the bench and give them our blazers. We call the home they lived at; it was inscribed on the pocket of their gowns. They randomly gave us their names as Sarah and Eleanor. We then called Trudy to tell her that we would be late to school. The caregiver, who ran the home where they lived, came and picked them up. She invited us to tag along, and we had time before school, so we did. The middle-aged worker drove us to a retirement home, surprising us that it was only a short ten minute drive. I was secretly grateful to be missing breakfast with the house. My new house-mates scare me just a tad bit. We arrived and helped the ladies into the house. Nina points out the picture of Anubis house in the foyer, and the caregiver gives us a small speech about the residents. We get to their room, and the caregiver put them in their beds, calling them Emily and Mary. When she left, the women pull us to their bedsides and handed us a necklace and bracelet. We insisted we couldn't take them, but they wouldn't take them back. That's when the caregiver came in to take us back to school. I checked my watch, and if I calculated it right, I would be in physical education, which I was not looking forward to. We arrived and went to the school building, and went our separate ways, with her promising to find me at lunch hour. She honestly thinks I can't take care of myself, sometimes; the housemates scare me a little bit, but I was off on my own in America, and I should keep it that way. She wanted to walk me to the gym, but I didn't want her to be any later than she already was. I found the coach, and ducked into locker room, with the uniform gym shorts and tee shirt in hand. She had told me, like regular code the shoes were up to us, along with. I slipped on my white cheer shoes and grey knee socks that were adorned with polka dots. I pulled my hair into a low, loose, ponytail. I walked into the gym, and all the students in there were other grade seven students, relief flooding me when I saw the girls all wearing colorful socks. As coach leads stretches, Pamela, Alana, and Kayla jog over to me.
"Hey, Callie, we just wanted to apologize about our sister's behavior. They aren't exactly used to newcomers." Pamela apologizes, "Especially Patricia, she and Joy were close. We were close to Kelly, but we understand her leaving, and we have always wanted to meet an American, and now we have two in our house!"
"Apology accepted, and I can understand where Patricia is coming from, so I'm fine with it." I told them, but Patricia maybe getting what's coming to her soon.
"Thank goodness, we were hoping she didn't scare you both into thinking all of us were like that." Kayla smiles.
"It takes a little more than Patricia to scare us off." I chuckle.
"Alright, kids, get in teams of four, and wait for further instruction." The coach announces. Pamela invited me to be in their group. Soon the coach announces we would be playing badminton. She goes over the rules and we begin playing and go to our assigned net. My partner was Alana, and we play against Kayla and Pamela.
"I didn't hear you get up this morning, how are you so quiet?" Alana asks
"I didn't want to disturb your sleep, and it's mostly from practice of not waking up anyone when I went for runs at home."
"You run?" She asks, hitting the birdy over the net.
"Yah, but it was just to stay in shape." I say, only telling her half of the truth; I wasn't supposed to talk about cheer or gymnastics.
"That's nice, I'm never that motivated to run, except in gym." She laughs as I hit the birdy. We play against each other until the coach announces to go and change. We put up the rackets and birdy to change. I walk out with my new group of friends to Algebra One. I hope Nina is having as good day as I am.
Lunch rolls around, and I notice there is no one in Nina's grade was walking around. "Where are all the older kids?" I ask. "They get out twenty minutes later than us." Alana says, brushing her hair with a mini-brush. "That's nice." I say, we make our way to the canteen, pick some out of the trays, and make our way to the metal picnic tables outside. We sit down with the rest of the Anubis boys.
"Alright, Jets, you all know Callie, and you all will kind to her." Kayla orders, sitting her tray down next to Mike. "I thought your first name was Calida?" Alex questions with a mouthful of food. "It is, but Callie is easier to say than Calida." I explain I honestly don't know why I'm called Callie; I've been called Callie since forever. "That's cool, so you went from a Spanish name to a Greek name." Jack laughs. "I guess so, I've never looked up 'Callie' but I know Calida is Spanish." I smile. "So, do you have any Spanish in you, or did your parents just choose a name?" Jack questions. "My mom was half, so I'm like a fourth or something." I say after taking a drink of water. Pamela smacks Jacks arm, telling him to stop being nosy. He apologizes and we continue eating.
A/N-Is the grade right for a twelve year old; I live in America, and I have vague knowledge on the English grade system. If you are from the UK, and this is incorrect, please notify me in the comments. If you have any suggestions or corrections, please comment to this may get better!