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Eddie's POV
It was now morning. I heard a knock on the door, and Julian (he came into the room somewhere around 5:30am) was still half naked, so I took the door.
"Hey…" Patricia stood in the doorway, looking tired.
"Hey," I said back. "How you doing?" I asked, not quite knowing what to say. It's been awkward for me to talk to her since the rejection.
"Yes," she said.
"Pardon?... Yes what?" I ask, lost.
"Yes, I'll go out with you," she said, managing a small smile. I have a huge grin on my face. I lean in to kiss her, and she doesn't object. It soon turned dir- nasty, and we stepped into my room, still playing smooshy-face.
"Get your own fuc*ing room!" I hear Julian say, throwing a pillow at us.
"Hem, hem," Patricia 'cleared' her throat. BOOM! Julian falls off the bed, quickly mutters an apology and runs out, only half-clothed.
"So…" I start. "What made you change your mind?" I asked.
"I didn't say no at first, so technically, I didn't change my mind. I just, you know…" she trailed off, before changing the subject.
"Oh yea, how is it that YOU'RE MY Osirian?" she asked, with an extremely confused face.
"Uh… I dunno…" I said honestly.
"How did you come to England from America?" she asked.
"Um… A few girls swore revenge against me," I said, blushing deeply.
"Ha, GIRLS?" she said, bursting out laughing.
"Yea… I was a playboy back in the States…" I trailed off. "So what are you, exactly?" I said.
"Human… The Chosen One… The Leader…" she said. Hm…
"Chosen One?" I asked, confused.
"Yea. It's a long story… Do you play video games?" she asked me. Wow, she jumps around a lot…
"Yea… Why?" I asked.
"It's like I'm the goodie and there are 'badies' after me because of certain things…" she said, sighing. "And I have to put a stop to all these 'bad' things or else they will make the world go evil…" she said. I burst out laughing, but her facial expression remained blank.
"Oh, so you're serious?" I ask, immediately changing to a straight face.
"Yea…" she whispers.
"And what exactly am I?" I ask.
"You, the Osirian. My protector," she said, not seeming quite sure of herself.
"Oh… Let's leave this out – it's giving me a headache…" I complain. She smirks.
"Aw, lil' American can't take long convos?" she teases, with her thick accent.
"Whatever… By the way, what should we do tonight?" I changed the subject. "Since it's our first date and everything…"
"I said I'd go out with you, not have a date tonight…" she mumbled.
"Aw, c'mon… Why not a date?" I asked, with my pleading voice.
"Because… I need to go up to the attic. It's a Sibuna Night, abbreviated SN," she said.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I lost you at 'go up to the attic'. Why would you go up there? And what's Sibuna?" I asked, confused.
"Okay. It's either the attic or the cellar, where all the clues are hidden. Sibuna, is my club's name. It's Anubis backwards. And since you're the Osirian and all, you need to come too," she finished with a sigh.
"So who's in this 'club'?" In asked, keeping the convo going.
"Only Emma…" she replied, clearly distracted by something.
"Oh… kay cool. I gotta go take a shower, and unless you gonna join me, I'll see you at breakfast?" I asked, grinning.
"Bye," she said, walking out. I take a deep breath in.
Mission Accomplished
Patricia's POV
Okay, so I've said yes to Eddie, but now that I know that he's the Osirian and he's in Sibuna, it feels like my shoulders are lighter. Imagine dating someone and having to keep a secret from them! How awful… I go down to breakfast, only to see Trudy and Emma.
"Morning… Where were you?" Emma winks. I groan.
"Dude, I was talking to Eddie," I said ,and her smile became even wider.
"And?" she asks, too eager for my liking.
"He's in Sibuna," I said simply, and dished up some cereal and poured in milk.
"Seriously?" she exclaims. "Only that happened?" she says. I shoot her death glares. She quickly looks back down at her breakfast and continues eating.
Access Granted
(A/N: Boring, yea, I know… Much to come soon, review!)