*Disclaimer, I do not own House of Anubis all of that belongs to Nickelodeon, Hans Bourlon and Gert Verhulst. I however own Cammy and her little story line :P I hope you enjoy!*

Series 1, Episode 1 ~ House of Secrets

"Patricia! Joy! Seriously guys, give me back my camera!" the familiar voice of Camilla Rutter's voice rang out loudly in annoyance, causing most students at Anum Academy of Boarding to turn to watch as the small brunette ran after her two friends; Joy Mercer and Patricia Williams, who were laughing and running ahead. Unknown to her, until that very morning at breakfast that is, the two girls had decided to go snooping through her things and had found the camera her father had sent her. She had no use for the bloody thing, and she knew the moment she opened the package that the camera was just her father's idea of trying to show her love through buying her useless and expensive things. That was why she hid it. Though she should have known better, nothing stays hidden in Anubis house for long, especially when you sleep in the same room as two of the nosiest people who live in the house. Which was why Camilla was chasing after the Goth pixie and miss popular at that very moment. They had thought an after lunch photo shoot was the best way to spend their time. "Guys!" she groaned once again, but wasn't surprised at all when they ignored her.

Patricia had the camera in her hands, and Joy was standing a little way ahead of her when Camilla finally caught up with them both. Joy was posing to the camera, as Patricia directed her into taking the perfect picture. If it wasn't for the mischievous gleam Camilla saw in Patricia's eye, Camilla probably would have stopped trying to get her camera back. "Move back a bit more!"

"Oh hurry up!" Joy told Patricia, looking at Camilla who was about to grab the camera at any moment but backing up like Patricia had told her too.

"If you don't want your picture taken, you could give me back my camera!" Camilla chimed in, causing both girls to simultaneously give her a look that simply said 'as if'. Before Camilla could open her mouth to complain some more to her friends, Joy let out a shriek as she fell over the one person who would but using their lunch break to study for the classes that were happening in the afternoon; Fabian Rutter, Camilla's twin brother.

"Oh hey, careful!" Fabian said as he instantly steadied Joy, causing both Camilla and Patricia to laugh and share a knowing look. Crossing her arms and blowing the hair out of her eyes, Camilla heard a familiar click of the camera. She turned to see Patricia capture the moment of the Joy/Fabian moment and let out a small laugh.

"I do think you just got the perfect picture, Trish" she told her friend who hummed her agreement.

"It's going to be my new cover photo I think." She informed Camilla as she handed over the camera. Camilla placed it safely in her bag, making a small mental note to hide the bloody thing in her brother's room so the girls wouldn't get their hands on it again. Patricia tried to look very interested in this movement of Camilla's as they girls both knew Joy would want a little alone time with 'Fabes'.

"The Theory of Computational Intelligence?" Joy read out loud, lifting the book to show her friends the boy's book of choice and Camilla didn't even bother to hide her eye roll. Sometimes her brother was too nerdy to deal with. Why couldn't he pretend to act even somewhat normal? "Bit of light reading?" It seemed in that moment even Joy realised Fabians reading was a little obscure.

"Joy," Fabian started, ignoring his sisters eye roll, "Just because it doesn't have Robert Pattinson on the cover –"

"you will find that none of the twilight books we have at the house actually have him on it, Fabby" Camilla butted in, though her brother continued to talk as if she hadn't spoken what so ever, causing her to let out an annoyed 'humph' sound, crossing her arms and turning away a little from the scene.

"-Doesn't mean the book isnt worth reading," he concluded with a smile, getting to his feet, holding his hand out to help Joy up.

"You are wrong you know," Joy teased as she took Fabians hand, moving off with Patricia once she was on her feet, leaving the twins alone.

Fabian glanced over at his sister who had her back to him, her arms crossed, shaking his head and smiling at her antics before saying in a patronising voice, "Do I really have to deal with grumpy Camilla now?" As much as she didn't want it too, a small smile broke out on Camilla's face. She hated it when her brother ignored her, it reminded her too much of being at home with their parents. But like all siblings her brother knew what buttons to press to make Camilla smile and in times like those she could see why people liked his company.

"You ignored me," she informed him, as he stood next to her. She knew that simple sentence would simply be enough to explain to him why she was annoyed.

"You interrupted me," he countered, giving her a look. As much as Camilla hated to be ignored, Fabian hated it when someone interrupted him. He saw it as the height of bad manners.

Before they could reach the girls a taxi drove past them, causing both Rutter twins in sync to turn their heads and follow its movement. The term started over two weeks ago, who was arriving now? The twins both knew that the teachers all had cars and those who didn't live in the nearby town stayed in the staff rooms within the school. The only expiation was it was someone new. But who would be starting school two weeks after term started? Camilla turned to look at her brother, both of them ignoring Patricia's comment about their creepy twin moment. She could see the same questions that had passed through her brain swirling around in his eyes. Before she could voice any of these questions the warning bell rang out loudly; informing them all that afternoon classes were about to start.

"Hi-hoe?" Fabian asked, holding his arm out, wizard of oz. style for his sister causing her to smirk.

"Hi-hoe" was her reply as she looped her arm in his.

"I have said it before, and I know I will probably say it again. You two, are just plain weird sometimes..." Patricia stated, pointing her finger at the twins as she walked backwards, Camilla couldn't help but respond in the mature way of sticking her tongue out at her friend. Just as Patricia turned to start walking normally a streak of light brown hair collided with her, causing the whole group to stop walking.

"I am so sorry!" the girl called, only pausing for a moment to make sure Patricia was okay, her American accent standing out clearly amongst the English ones that surrounded her. Before anyone in the group could say anything in reply to the girl, she had already started running away again, leaving them all standing there perplex at what had just happened.

"Who's the American?" Patricia asked, turning to face her friends. They all shrugged, her guess was as good as theirs at the moment. Though the mystery as to who the new person was had been somewhat solved.

As Patricia looped her arm in Joys as the two girls headed into the school, Camilla turned to her brother to tell him this just to notice his eyes lingering at the corner that Miss America (the new name Camilla had dubbed the new girl till she knew her real name) had disappeared around. "Fabby?" she called, waving her hand in front of his face as if trying to snap him out of a trance.

"W-what?" he asked, blinking before focusing on her.

"I would advise that you make sure Joy doesn't see you drooling" was the only comment Camilla had on the topic, as she looked from her brother to the corner and back to her brother again with a smirk on her face, before she flipped her hair over her shoulder and walked into the school. Not bothering to hear whatever stammered excuse her brother was telling her. She knew him better than he knew himself. It was one of many things they shared as twins. She knew he thought the American girl was hot, and Camilla knew the more he got to know the girl his fascination would slowly grow into a crush.

The school corridors were bustily and busy, like they normally were right after the warning bell had rung. Fabian caught up with his sister just as Patricia and Joy pushed open the double doors that lead them to the corridor all their lockers where in, "Camilla, Joy, look what came this morning!" Patricia said, holding the boxset of Pretty Little Liars up for them to see.

"Oh yes!" Camilla grinned excitedly as Joy took the boxset from Patricia, "You know what this means?"
"BFF Boxset Marathon tonight?" Joy suggested, causing both Patricia and Camilla to laugh as they knew that was the reason they initially ordered the boxset.

"Oh yeah, you're on!" Patricia said, taking the boxset back from Joy, just as a lanky dark skinned boy came bouncing up to them. His eyes were on one member of the group in particular.

"Lady Milllllly!" he called out as he bounced towards them. The students in the corridor looking around as they parted for him.

"Yeah, we're going now. Good luck with Sir Alfred" Joy told the female twin with a wink, Camilla simply rolled her eyes as her friends rushed down the corridor away from her laughing. She knew she should have kept her mouth shut on the first night back.

"Sir Alfred!" Camilla greeted him, getting rewarded with a wide unapologetic smile from the boy, causing the familiar blush to creep onto her cheeks but thankfully the boy hadn't notice. Instead he gently grabbed onto her shoulders, turning her around before steering her towards were Jerome was stood near the doors she had entered the hallway from, the only explanation she was getting for these actions being,

"I need you and Jerome's opinions. I have the perfect plan for making Amber notice me." This caused Camilla to mentally groan but she had perfected the art of not showing her emotions on her face so instead she focused on the scene in front of her.

As they approached Jerome they heard him state in a business like tone to a younger boy, "I told you this would cost you a tenner, now do you want this homework or not?" it seemed the boy did want the work as he handed over a tenner before running away out of sight.

Camilla couldn't help but scoff, as she watched this exchange, "Your homework from last year is soo not worth a tenner, maybe £3 at most... mine on the other hand, I'd say that would be worth a tenner."

"Oh, you wound me Rutter" Jerome sarcastically commented, putting his hand to his chest as if she had hurt him.

"Someone at this school as to deflate your ever growing ego, Jerry" Camilla smirked, noticing the way his left eye twitched a little at the wrong name.

Thankfully before an argument could start between the two frenemies, Alfie started to talk causing both of them to turn and give him their full attention. "Shake hands!" he demanded excitedly as he presented Jerome his right arm. Jerome couldn't help but glance towards Camilla as if looking for the reason as to what Alfie was up too, one could never been too careful with the boy and his great ideas. Camilla simply crossed her arms and raised her left perfectly plucked eyebrow as if to say 'I dare you'. Jerome rolled his eyes at her before once again give Alfie his full attention taking his extended hand. Predictably Alfie had a fake hand hidden there which as Jerome laughing from the moment he pulled it from under the boy's sleeve.

"Subtle," was all he told the boy, as he moved past him and walked into the French class nearby, still holding the fake hand.

"Why would anyone want to be subtle?" Alfie called after him, though predictably he got no reply. Alfie then turned to Camilla, wanting to get her response to the cool idea. The girl simply smiled at him, shaking her head in a fond kind of way as she took his arm, both of them following Jerome into the classroom.

"Promise me something, Alfie." She said to him softly.

"Anything"

"Never change," she asked him simply, before patting his arm and letting go to walk to her seat behind Patricia and Joy, both of whom were wiggling their eyebrows at her in a suggestive way. As she let out a small groan, hiding her head in her arms she couldn't help but think she should have not told them about her teeny tiny crush on Alfie the first night back. She knew the crush was hopeless as the boy was head over heels for the beautiful goddess that was Amber Millington, but the heart wants what it wants, and for some reason her heart wanted the boy who had been her best friend for years who knew her as well as her brother and could make her laugh.

Thankfully before either of her friends could ask her anything or say anything that would cause her to blush any more than she was, Mrs. Andrews walked into the room and the whole class fell silent instantly. After the second bell went (indicating the classes starting) and she had put up the homework on the white board, she started to talk wandering around the class as she did. "So, this afternoon, we're going to have, as promised this morning, a practice exam." This caused the whole class to groan, Camilla included. She hated French. From the table next to her the beautiful blonde, Amber Millington spoke loudly, almost as if she had not realised she was in class as she was too busy on the phone to her father.

"But Daddy," That word itself caused Camilla to roll her eyes, "You have to extend my credit limit."

"Phone off Amber," Mrs. Andrews said from behind Alfie and Jerome's desk, and no one in the room was surprised when the girl paid no attention to the teacher what so ever. There was only three things that could get Ambers attention; Shoes, Make-up and Mick.

"But I've seen a pair of really important shoes," Amber pleaded down the phone to her father, but Camilla couldn't help but mentally applaud herself for knowing the girl as well as she did, and as her eyes flickered towards the door it seemed the third thing on the list that could get Amber's attention seemed to walk into the classroom, all gross and sweaty. No one in the class was surprised at Mick's interruption, as captain of the football team he had to clean up after training during lunch if he wanted to use that time. Almost predictably Amber noticed Mick's arrival and hurriedly told her father, "Daddy I've got to go, I'm in school!" before she hung up and squealed, "Mick!"

Camilla heard Patricia scoff as Mick aimed for the paper recycling bin and threw his football into it. Everyone in the classroom knew he did it simply to show off and Camilla couldn't help but silently agree with Patricia's unimpressed scoff. "Sorry I'm late," Mick sincerely told Mrs. Andrews as she handed out the test papers, the teacher simply smiled at him before kindly saying,

"You might have changed first. Just try not to perspire all over the paper." This odd phrased caused a small giggle to leave Camilla's lips and a few people turned round to look at her. She shrugged unapologetically for the interruption, she had a sense of humour that clearly no one appreciated. She turned her attention to the paper in front of her, this was going to be a long and boring afternoon.

The room was silent except for the sounds of pens on paper for an hour and a half before there was a well needed distraction. Camilla was looking down at her paper bored, she had already answered all of the questions and had started to draw flowers in intricate designs up the sides of the paper. She knew Mrs. Andrews wouldn't approved of these doodles but she had finished and had nothing better to do with her time. See, she and Fabian both had photographic memories. Everything they had ever read they remembered. Fabian flaunted this talent, he knew his mind was his most important asset, Camilla however didn't. She didn't want to be known in school just as the brainy girl. She was more than happy to let Mara have that title, however this talent did make her the kind of person most people hated around exam time. She was the kind of person who barely needed to study and would come out with great grades. Though these days it only seemed to bother one person, Jerome, so she wasn't too fussed anymore. She couldn't exactly remember when their rivalry of sorts had started, but now it was like they always had to better the other, thankfully when it came to tests or essays she had the advantage and was more than happy to be third from the top of their classes after Mara and Fabian. A familiar voice from the back of the room caused her to look up from her doodles, "Mrs. A?"

"Yes, Alfie?" Mrs. Andrews said in a bored tone, not even bothered to look up from the essays she was marking from the desk at the front.

"Nose bleed. It's a gusher!"

This caused her to look up with concern, seeing the blood on the tissue he had held to his nose she nodded her head, "Infirmary, quickly!" she told the boy. Camilla with the rest of the class watched as Alfie got up and ran for the door, just before existing he turned to show them all the tissue with the red dye on it which caused a ripple of laughter in the class. Alfie turned and almost ran straight into Mr. Sweet , who easily stopped him before he got ran over.

"More haste, less speed." He told Alfie who nodded before moving past him. As soon as the door shut behind the boy the class fell silent once again. Why was Sweetie in their classroom? "I'm sorry to interrupt Mrs. Andrews, eh Joy, there is someone to see you in my office."

Joy glanced from Mr. Sweet to Patricia then back at Camilla. All three girls looked as confused as the others, why was someone there to see Joy? Knowing it was better to not to disobey the head teacher, Joy got to her feet packing up her stuff before leaving with the man. Camilla saw the knowing look that passed between Mrs. A and Sweetie and couldn't help but bite down on the end of the pen in her hand as she frowned. She had a funny feeling something was going on, and if her friend was involved she wanted to know what.

Neither Camilla nor Patricia had seen Joy since Sweetie dragged her from French class and they were both starting to get worried. They were both walking back from Sweeties office when they saw Alfie, in a ridiculous but slightly adorable (in Camilla's biased opinion) monkey mask, and Jerome in the corridor ahead of them. Camilla had the brilliant idea then and there to ask Jerome if he had seen Joy. As much as she didn't get along with the boy she knew he had spies in the school, spies who whispered. Grabbing Patricia's arm she all but dragged her friend towards the duo, "Oi, you two" she called, causing them both to look at her, "please tell us you've seen Joy!" this comment caused Alfie to stop, whatever he was doing to Jerome, to make odd noises his hand going to around the height Joy was, causing Jerome to let out a laugh.

"Yeah, she's about this tall, dark hair," he laughed, looking at Camilla and copying Alfie's actions.

"Oh, ha. Ha." Was all Camilla could muster, she was too worried about her friend to think up a sarcastic remark to Jerome at that moment.

"We've just come from Sweeties office and she's not there," Patricia told the boys.

"Maybe shes gone back to the house?" Jerome suggested, and it took everything in her not to glare at him. She asks him a question and she got a sarcastic response, but when Patricia asks, she got a genuine answer. Shaking her head to try to get rid of the annoyance she felt right them she brushed past both of the boys, making sure she bumped shouldered with Jerome as she did so he knew he was pissed off with her. Patricia following on behind her. their next stop, Anubis house.

If Camilla had looked back in that moment she would have seen the cheeky smile of Jeromes she was used to drop into a look of concern as his gaze followed her down the hall. In fact Alfie gave him an odd look (even though the boy couldn't see it under the monkey mask) it was almost as if Jerome genuinely cared for the small brunette, though no one would have guessed it from the way they always bickered and argued and generally tried to outdo each other at everything. This was new information to Alfie, and he didn't know how to process it. Part of him didn't like the way his friend looked at his female best friend but he also figured Jerome probably didn't know about his feelings for the Rutter twin either.

The two girls all but ran towards Anubis house, not caring if they were skipping study hall at that moment. The one thing they cared about was that thye needed to know if their frend was okay or not. Camilla knew something was off the moment she dumped her school bag on the couch in the living room, she heard Patricia say something about checking their bedroom, but the thing she was focused on was the fact the house picture was gone and it was crystal clear that no one was down stairs. With a frown on her face she rushed up stairs, "Trish, the house picture is... gone." She couldn't help but falter as she watched her friend storm from their room, a bundle of bedding in her arms and the American girl from earlier following her shouting for her to stop. She couldn't help but scrunch her brows together as she tried to understand what the hell was going on.

"Victor had told me Joy had left!" the girl cried which cuased Camillia to gasp a little. She stood still doing nothing to even attempt to stop Patrica's rampage as she knew once thr girl got started it was better for everyone to let her simply calm down on her own.

"Wihtout this?" Patricia turned on her heel and showed the girl Joy's mobile, Camilla took this as her que to moved towards the two girls. She could see how clueless the American girl was, it was clear to anyone looking at the situation from the outside she didn't know what was going on. "this is her phone, did you steal it?"

"Not a great strategy for making friends. show up and steal stuff" was the American's reply causing a small smile to flit onto Camilla's face before the frown replaced it once again.

"And this is Joy's as well!" Patricia shouted in the girls face, before grabbing the picture in the girls hands which clearly was important as the shout that followed was.

"Hey! You can't have that!"

It when then Camilla decided to make her presence known to the girls, "Trish!" Camilla said in a warning tone, sounding more like she was telling off a bad dog than her friend.

This shout caused Patricia to turn and look at her, "What?! She is clearly the reason Joy is not here!"

"The only thing that's clear about this whole situation is the fact she," Camilla gestured towards the American, "has no clue who the bloody hell Joy is!" She took a deep breath and continued in a calmer tone, "Look at her Trish, she looked as lost as Alice in Wonderland."

"I don't know who you are, or where you've come from" Patricia told the girl, ignoring Camilla completely, "But you are not our roommate! Joy is! Now where is she?" Camilla looked at the American girl, she looked like she had no idea how to handle the situation at hand and for the first time in her life Camilla couldn't help but wish Victor would magically turn up and resolve this mess. She knew Patricia could be very mean if she wanted to be. "Did you hear what I said? Where is Joy?"

"Patricia! Hear her out!" Camilla said moving forward. Taking the photo from her friend's hands and giving it back to the American girl who smiled weakly at her.

"Okay," the American girl started, "can we start over? I'm Nina, from America. And unless Joy is hiding under the bed, I don't know where she is, the room was empty when I got here." This comment caused Camilla to tilt her head in confusion. Joy's side of the room was defiantly there when they had woken up that morning, so that meant that Victor must have packed it all up when they were in school.

"Patricia Williams! Camilla-Ann Rutter!" Camilla tried not to let out an annoyed groan when she heard Victor calling out her full name, the name she hated the most. However she was so glad to see him before Patricia killed their new roommate. "What is going on?"

"That is exactly what we are trying to figure out," Camilla told Victor calmly, who was looking from her to the angry looking Patricia to the confused looking Nina.

"Where is Joy?" Patricia demanded of Victor, in her anger she didn't even care if she was polite or not to the adult.

"Joy, had left." Victor simply told them.

"What?" Camilla and Patricia said in unison, both of them giving Victor looks of confusion.

"What do you mean, she's left?" Patricia asked.

"Her parents came to school this afternoon and removed her," Victor said slowly, and Camilla couldn't help but shake her head. She knew Joy's folks, they wouldn't have done that, this was one of the best schools in the country.

"But why would they do that?" Patricia asked.

"I have absolutely no idea," Victor said in a bored tone, which instantly had Camilla suspecting him for something.

"Joy simply wouldn't leave without saying goodbye to everyone," Camilla couldn't help but mutter.

"Or without her phone, or Bunsy Bun!" Patricia continued for Camilla angrily, holding out the toy rabbit as if to prove their point.

"Give them to me, and I will forward them to her," Victor demanded, his hand outstretched and waiting. Patricia looked almost hesitant and Camilla looked back towards the stairs as the slam of the front door was heard. Everyone was back from school. "Give" Victor demanded, and begrudgingly Patricia handed over the phone and rabbit toy, "now clear all this up!" the man told them, looking down at all the bedding that now littered the hallway thanks to Patricia's huffing fit.

"No way!" Patricia exclaimed, knowing Victor meant she should tidy up as he knew she was the one to have thrown the bedding all over the place, "I am going to phone Joy!" was all she said before she turned on her heel and stormed downstairs, before doing so she looked at Camilla only long enough to say softly, "I'll tell you if I find out what's going on." Camilla looked at her friend and nodded her head at her, she wanted to be kept in the loop, Joy was her friend too. Before she could say anything to Patricia the girl had stormed off and Victor had dumped the bedding into her arms leaving after Patricia and leaving Camilla alone with her new roommate.

"Hi," she said lamely, "I'm Camilla. Camilla Rutter, but everyone calls me Camilla. I promise I won't shout at you."

"Hi, I'm Nina, from – "

"America?" Camilla teased as she led the way back into their room, dumping Nina's bedding onto her bed.

"That much is obvious, huh?"

"The accent gives you away just a little," Camilla jokingly informed her before laying back on her own bed. "Sorry about Patricia,"

"It's fine... I think," Nina said, looking almost a little shy when Camilla looked her over.

"Nina, don't worry about me being like her, I am much cooler and I'd like to be your friend," Camilla said softly, knowing this would be the fastest way to get the girl to relax before they headed downstairs to meet the rest of the house. The girl looked almost surprised at the offer of friendship which caused Camilla to laugh as she got to her feet. "We are going to be living together, I don't want you to hate me."

"Thank you." Was all the girl could say, and she smiled at Camilla who simply held her hand out for her, which after a moment Nina took and got to her feet.

"It's time for you to meet your new family, we are an odd bunch but some of them will grow on you." Camilla shrugged as she pulled the girl from the room. It was about time she met the rest of the house.

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