To those who are still reading my fanfic, you are in luck. Here's the new chapter. To those of you who may be wondering, this is a complete revision of HoA in my not-so-brilliant mind, so there's basically nothing here that is like the original (Well, maybe some things, but you know what I mean).

Sadly, I own the rights to nothing, not even some creative control over HoA or any other TV shows I watch. Which is sad, really.

To be honest, I feel a little frustrated with the lack of interest on this fanfic. But then again, I have to make good on my promise to finish this.

If I ever offend anyone out there, I'm sorry.

Am I updating too fast? Well, I need to continue the story now, or nothing will get done.

Alfie

I have not had any fun since this morning. Talking to Nina was fine, really fine indeed, but now I feel the craving to prank somebody. Nina's in their room, so it was like a go signal for me. Wait, since when did I have a go signal? I shake my head off that thought and try to think of some way for a prank.

I hear footsteps on the doorway. Thinking it maybe one of the other students, I stand up and hide on the side of the door, making sure I won't be seen as I plan to startle him/her. This will be good. The door opens, and I jump out towards the door, making a sudden sound. She screams a bit, and I realize it's Trudy and not one of the students. She drops her bag of groceries as I place both my hands on my head. Epic fail. Epic fail. Epic fail. I don't believe it.

"Alfie, why did you do that?" Trudy asks me, higher pitched than usual. I was relieved she was not angry, just somewhat startled. "I'm sorry, Trudy. I thought that… uhm… you were a student, so…". "It was just a prank then?", Trudy asked me, clearly not very happy that I made her drop her groceries, but still keeping her cool. I did not know how Trudy managed to do that, among other things here in Anubis. Never once did I see her get angry or anything. I look down and I nod. "Don't do that next time, okay Alfie?", she tells me in a kind yet serious tone. "I promise."

I help Trudy with the groceries she dropped, after all it was my fault. I hear someone go down the stairs and I see it was Nina. She must have heard the commotion. Oh, I'm really screwed now. She helped me and Trudy with the groceries, and we place them on the dining room table. We leave Trudy as I go sit down on the sofa in the waiting area. Nina sits next to me, and I feel a little embarrassed.

"What did you do, Alfie?" Nina asked In her normal voice. She was really that nice. "I thought it was one of the others, so I thought I'd startle her.", I reply, in a weak voice. I hear Nina chuckle a bit as she said, "But it turned out to be Trudy…" I look at her, and she was smiling. No, not smiling. Beaming was the right word for it. I thought I saw rays of sunshine through her hair for a second, before I realize it was just my imagination.

We continue our conversation from a while ago, before she stands up and heads to the kitchen. I follow her. We saw Trudy was making dinner, so Nina had to ask, "Can we help you with that, Trudy?", to which she answered, "It's fine sweetie. I can cook on my own, but if you really want to help, that would be great". Nina replies, "We're gonna help help Trudes, right Alfie?" "Uh, sure Nina.", I reply. So we go and help Trudy, well, after Trudy tells me to be careful when around fire and stuff.

Soon I hear the door open. I hear Jerome talking to Mick and, what was his name again. Oh, right. Eddie. I don't look around as I was holding some boiling water on a casserole. "Hey Alfie!", Jerome calls out to me. Mick adds,"Are those snacks you're holding. They can't see what I was holding because my back was facing them, so I tell them, "I'm helping Trudy and Nina cook dinner." "Helping?", Jerome asked, not clearly believing what he was hearing. "Yeah!, I'm helping. Want to help me?" I turn around, and they see the casserole I was holding.

I could not blame them for not believing me. I mean, I have never helped in cooking before this, but there was something about today that made me want to help in cooking. Maybe because it was Friday today, and there were no classes tomorrow. Or maybe it's the fact that Nina was here too. W-w-wait, Nina? How did Nina even turn up in here, I ask myself in my mind. I shake off that thought and continue helping Nina and Trudy.

"Sweetie, place the casserole here", Trudy points out to the burner, "and after that, place these nice strands of pasta." I do exactly as she instructs me, then I glance back, to see Mick and Jerome still standing there, looking at me with eyes fully opened and jaws dropped. They see me glance, so Jerome immediately says, "I'm going to our room now"… "Y-yeah, me too," Mick adds. They leave the hallway and go to their rooms, as I help Nina and Trudy with the cooking.

"What was that about?", Nina asks, wondering about Jerome and Mick's expressions a while ago, while Trudy was humming a tune. She did not need our help for the moment.

"I don't know", I tell her as I hear the door open and see Mara enter.

"Hey Mara!", Nina waves to her as she looks to us and waves back. "Hey Nina. Hey Alfie. What's up?" "Oh, we're just helping Trudy cook dinner." "Even Alfie?", Mara asks, a little surprised. "Yeah… Why, is that weird?", Nina asked, wondering why everyone was surprised I was helping cook dinner. I don't even know the answer to that question. Why was I helping cook dinner anyway? Or maybe I knew the answer, and I just don't want to acknowledge it.

I was looking at Mara, or should I say, glaring, so she replied, "No, not really." That was the end of the conversation, so Mara headed to her room as we finish helping Trudy cook dinner. She tells us, "Tell the others that dinner is at 7pm today. Victor won't be around until tomorrow, so I'll let you stay up late." We leave Trudy and head to our respective rooms.

As I enter the room, I see Jerome looking at me like I've done something very wrong. "Sit down, Mr. Lewis." He tells me, motioning to a spot beside where he was sitting. I did not know where this was going, but I sat down. He narrowed his eyes and observes me for a while, while I feel myself fidget and I feel like sucking my thumb, but I resist. "What have I done wrong?", I exclaim, a little nervous, but mostly amused by how he was acting. "Hmm, Mr. Lewis. Do I need to remind you the events that took place today?" I can have a go in this act too. I shake my head and try to make a face that looked like those people who were being interrogated by cops. Jerome shakes his head too. "Tsk tsk tsk. You see, Mr. Lewis, you have been acting strange today, and there are witnesses." He calls out, "Mick! Eddie! You can come in now." Mick and Eddie enter. Eddie waves at me, and mouths out, "He made me do this."

Jerome asks Mick, "Mick, what have you witnessed as you entered the house." "Uhm, I saw Alfie helping Trudy cook dinner." "And that was strange why?". Jerome looks at Eddie. "I don't know!", Eddie shrugs. Jerome continues, "You see Alfie, You have never helped cook dinner before, or breakfast for that matter. Why the sudden change?" I try to answer, but before I can think of one, Jerome asks further, "Is it because of the new girl, Nina?" I quickly shake my head, maybe too quickly as Jerome walks side by side with the same narrow eyes looking at me. Then he exclaims, "That's it Mick and Eddie, it's clear we can't get a confession out of him now. We will have to see next time." Mick and Eddie leave the room, as Jerome settles down a bit.

"What was that, Jer?", I ask, amused by the mock interrogation he just gave me. "I feel dramatic today.", he reasoned. He looks at his watch. "It's almost 6pm. We have to go eat dinner.", he tells me, to which I remember what Trudy told me, "Oh yeah, Trudy told us that Victor won't be here for tonight, so we get to have dinner at 7 pm and stay up late."

I go tell Mick and Eddie about it as I go to their room, to which they just thanked me. I go back to our room with Jerome and play against each other in a mobile game where you get to shoot stuff. It was fun, to say the least. We play until it was almost seven, in which we come out of our room and go towards the dining room. Nina and Mara were already there, helping Trudy prepare the dishes. Eddie and Mick follow, and then Joy and Patricia (I don't know what time they arrived, but it must have been during the 'interrogation' as we were quiet after that and we would have heard them. Not that I cared, but just to let you know) then finally Amber.

We finally settled down to eat and mind me, it was delicious. Especially as I (or Nina) helped in cooking it. I got a lot of food, as I was famished after all that staring at food. I did not notice it yet, but I was eating at a normal pace, my subconscious telling my mouth not to fill itself to its capacity as to not embarrass myself in front of others. I look up every once in a while, and feel relieved that no one was staring at me, but I notice Amber looking up at Eddie every once in a while. There must be a story there.

We finish eating, and after cleaning up the dishes and the table, we sit down on the dining chairs and we get into conversations. Then I hear the whisper, "Find him. Find him. Before it's too late." Thankfully nobody notices my change in demeanor.

I don't know why I'm hearing whispers. I had some theories as to why this was happening.

I must be going crazy.

Aliens are trying to send a message.

That ghost I saw last night.

My imagination was playing tricks on me.

And that was not all. I was also wondering why it was telling me to 'find him'. I knew it must have meant, find Fabian, but I thought Fabian left because of a family emergency or something. Why would I need to find him? That was puzzling.

Is the story too slow-paced, or is it fine? How do you feel about this chapter?