Okay, so now you get to see what happens now that Callie has decided she wants some Sibuna help with the whole Foreign One thing. Oh, and the whole Piper-Patricia-Eddie thing will kind of be skipped over. I know, I know: I'm awful. But I just don't want to have to write it, so that won't be in here. But everyone figuring out that Eddie is Mr. Sweet's son will be in here. Try to figure out how that happens . . . *evil giggle* Thanks for putting up with me and enjoy Chapter ten: Callie's Hiding Something.

Chapter ten: Callie's Hiding Something

Callie

The next day, thankfully a Sunday, I woke up to see Amber peering curiously at me. What was up with her? I decided to ask her as kindly as I could.

"What's up?"

Amber shrugged. "I dunno. Something is different about you. I can't put my finger on it, though. Um, did you get a haircut?"

I shook my head. "No, Amber, I didn't get a haircut. But maybe you're right; maybe something is different with me."

Amber stared at me for the longest time, but she eventually got up and grabbed her clothes before heading to the bathroom. I sighed, lying back down on my bed. This was awful. I hated lying to my friends. Should I tell them that I wasn't from here? I knew that Fabian already knew the truth about me, and it wasn't exactly fair that he had to keep my secret for me.

I made one of my poorly thought out, split-second decisions. Hurriedly, I got dressed and rushed downstairs, hoping to find Fabian. When I finally found him, he was sitting in the common room, working on homework or something. He seemed surprised to see me.

"Oh, hey Callie," he said. "I thought you wouldn't be down for another hour or so. Nina mentioned Amber has the bathroom right now."

"That doesn't matter," I said, waving off his comment. "Look, I need you to do something for me, and you can't ask too many questions, okay?"

"O . . . kay?"

I nodded. "Okay. You need to call a Sibuna meeting, but you have to insist I'm not there. Then, once everyone is there, mention how strange I've been acting lately. You know what I mean, right?"

"Yeah, but–"

"Great. After a while, I'll come in. Thanks a lot for doing this, Fabian. I own you big time."

Without giving Fabian a chance to say anything, I left the common room and headed down the corridor. Maybe if I spent a little bit of time by myself, I'd be able to make sense of the jumbled mess that was my life.

Fabian

O . . . kay? What was up with Callie this morning? She wanted me to call a Sibuna meeting and make sure she wasn't invited? And then she wanted me to mention how odd she's been acting? Then she was going to come and crash the meeting? What did she hope to accomplish?

But, being the supportive friend that I was, I got up from my spot on the couch and started rounding up the Sibunas. I started with Alfie and Patricia, the two who I knew would definitely be there if I asked. I found them in the main corridor, chatting about a prank that Jerome had pulled on Mara or something.

"You guys, Sibuna meeting in ten minutes," I said "in Nina and Amber's room."

They both nodded. Okay, now all I had to do was get Nina and Amber to meet me in their room. That shouldn't be so difficult, right? I found Nina and Amber in the upstairs corridor, making their way downstairs.

"Hey you guys," I said, blocking their way. "We need to have an emergency Sibuna meeting. Now."

"Okay," Nina said. "I'll go find Patricia–"

"I already told Patricia and Alfie," I interrupted. "They're coming as soon as they can."

"Alright," Nina corrected. "Then I'll go find Callie."

"No," I told her. "Callie can't be part of this meeting."

"Is she out with Jerome again?" Amber demanded. "I know they have a strange thing going on, but boys are not more important than Sibuna!"

I shook my head. "She's not out with Jerome; she just can't come. Trust me you guys, this is important."

"Well, I believe you," Nina said. "If you say it's important that Callie can't be at the meeting, then Callie won't be at the meeting."

I smiled. "Thanks Nina."

We all made our way into the girls' room and waited on Patricia and Alfie. It didn't take them long to arrive. Patricia immediately sat down on the edge of Nina's bed and started looking at each of us, probably wondering why she had been called in, and Alfie just stood near the wall, a bored expression on his face.

"Okay," I said once everyone was settled "we have something important to talk about."

"Wait," Alfie interrupted. "Shouldn't we wait for Callie?"

"No," I told him. "She's what the meeting is about. So, you guys have noticed how odd Callie has been acting, right?"

"Yeah," Patricia huffed. "She made Eddie and I go on a date while we were literally in the middle of a task!"

"And she seems to know way too much all the time," Nina commented.

"And there's something different about her, but I can't figure out what," Amber added.

"And she's probably an alien!" Alfie suggested, earning him a look from each of us. "What?"

"Callie isn't an alien," I explained. "She's a teenage girl who has something going on, and I think we need to figure out what."

"You're right," Nina said. "We need to figure it out. What if she's working for Victor?"

"Why would Callie be working for Victor?" Amber asked, combing her fingers through her hair. "She's a Sibuna, isn't she?"

"Well," said a female voice from near the door "I guess you could say I'm a Sibuna. But do any of you guys remember me getting initiated?"

Everyone glanced over and saw Callie Morgan standing in the doorway, a half-smile on her face. This should be interesting.

Callie

I saw everyone's –well, everyone's but Fabian's –surprised and suspicious looks as I walked into the room. Here goes nothing, I thought before launching into my explanation.

"I'm serious. Do any of you remember when you first met me? Or when I joined Sibuna? Do any of you remember seeing me come back to school at the beginning of the year?" I questioned, waiting for them to answer.

"Not really . . ." Amber trailed off.

"Not me," Patricia answered.

"Nada," Alfie stated.

"No," Fabian said.

"I don't either," Nina commented slowly. "Actually, I don't remember much of you before the end of the chemistry challenge."

"That's because I was never here," I explained.

"What do you mean, you were never here?" Patricia demanded. "Of course you were here! I remember seeing you every day."

"But none of your memories are clear, are they?" I asked. I smiled as I saw Patricia frown, knowing that I had backed her into a corner. "I didn't think so. Maybe I should explain things a bit better."

Nina nodded. "Yeah, maybe you should. But I have a question first: are you working for Victor?"

"No!" I exclaimed. "I'm trying to protect you guys from him! He and Vera both are evil, slimy rats. They both think they're going to get the Mask, but I seriously doubt they do. It would be a horrible ending."

"Horrible ending to what?" Alfie asked.

I sighed. "I'm explaining this way too fast and I'm skipping over a bunch, aren't I? Okay. There's one thing you have to know about me, you guys. I'm not from here, and I don't mean England. I'm not from this universe. Where I come from, all of this is just a TV show. House of Anubis is a popular British TV show that I watched every day, waiting to see the latest Sibuna mystery and Anubis drama."

"Wait," Patricia interrupted. "You're telling us that you're from an alternate universe where we're the main characters of a TV show? And I thought Alfie was delusional."

"Hey!" Alfie protested.

I glared at both of them, getting them to quiet down. "I know this sounds like I'm insane, but it the truth. A few weeks ago, I had wished more than anything to be in Anubis House and to be going to school with you guys, risking my life to help Sibuna solve the mysteries left by Robert Frobisher-Smythe. Now I'm literally living my dream. A few weeks ago, I was in my house in New Jersey, watching House of Anubis. After the episode was over, a long phrase in Egyptian appeared on my screen. Something compelled me to say it out loud."

I took a deep breath before continuing. "A flash of lightning hit me, knocking me out. When I woke up, I was in Anubis House. I was both wary and super excited at the same time; wary because I wasn't sure what was going on and excited because I was in my favorite TV show of all time. Then when you guys told me I'm in Sibuna, I knew that I could use my knowledge of the show to help you guys."

"Wait," Nina said before I could go on "so you're telling us that where you're from, we're just characters in a show?"

"Pretty much," I confirmed. "But anyway, the day after I got here, I was cornered by Senkarah in the bathroom. She knew I wasn't from here and called me the Foreign One right before giving me a Mark. Before then, the one I had on my wrist was drawn on with marker."

"Why would you draw a fake Mark?" Amber asked. "That's just ridiculous."

"So is being dragged into a TV show," I countered. "But anyway, now that I'm Marked, I apparently can and will suffer the same fate as you guys if we don't get that Mask. Now when I was pulled here, House of Anubis was only two episodes away from the season finale, meaning you guys had just finished the Sennet game. Well, Fabian and Joy just finished the Sennet game –and Fabian, if you tell Joy anything this time around I promise I will kick your ass so hard you won't know what hit you," I vowed.

"Why would I tell Joy anything?"

"Because of what might happen in the Sennet game," I explained. "A false move on the board spells doom for the player. Now look, there's something else you guys might want to know. I've already told Fabian because he found out about my secret about a week ago, but you guys deserve the truth, too."

"Fabian knew you weren't from here?" Patricia demanded. "Why'd you tell him?"

"Technically she didn't," Fabian told her. "You know how Senkarah can come into your dreams? Well, something like that happened with Callie and I. I was pulled into a dream where I was in America with Callie and she explained everything to me. The next day, she confirmed what she had said to me. Nina, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but it wasn't my secret to tell."

Nina shrugged it off. "It's fine. I understand."

"Anyway," I said, stopping the romantic moment even though everything in me told me to let it keep happening "there's something you need to know. Rufus is–"

"Don't say it," Patricia interrupted with a death glare aimed at me. "Don't you dare say he's alive. Rufus Zeno is dead."

"No he's not," I corrected. "Rufus faked his own death so he could get the Mask and use it to become a god. That's what he's after now, not immortal life."

The mood in the room darkened considerably as everyone took a second to sort through what I had told them. Once a few minutes had passed, I decided to continue with my tale.

"Now that you guys know the truth, I guess I can help without giving too much away, right? I know what happened in the show, but me being here definitely changed some things. Mara was supposed to be Jerome's crush, not me. Victor was supposed to have the amulet that opened the hidden entrance into the tunnel, not me. You weren't supposed to figure out Rufus was alive until you caught Jerome stealing the dollhouse. Oh crap," I added quickly, remembering a second too late that they didn't know about Jerome and Rufus this go around.

"Jerome is working for him again?!"Alfie demanded. "Why?"

"Jerome doesn't know he's working for Rufus," I explained. "He's only trying to make his dad proud by getting the Frobisher Gem and putting it back into the Frobisher Shield. Rufus has the real Gem, while a glass one is in the Shield right now. Trust me, when he finds out its Rufus, he won't be all too happy about it."

"So you know everything that happens?" Nina asked.

"Pretty much," I answered. "There's some stuff I forgot about, like two of the reflectors in the last challenge, but other than that, yeah."

"What about people? Do you know what happens between certain groups of people?" Nina questioned in a quiet voice.

I frowned, knowing where this was going. "Yeah, I do. And no, I'm not telling you. I don't want to spoil anything that may or may not happen."

"What?" Fabian, Alfie, and Patricia said in unison. Amber seemed to get it, though.

"Oh, is this about them?" she asked me. I nodded. "And the mission?" Again, I nodded. "We are so making this happen!"

I laughed. "Okay Amber, we'll talk about it later. Right now, I think we need to figure out what all this means."

"Yeah," Nina said, her voice much louder this time. "I think we should all figure out why you're here. Maybe you're meant to help out with our mystery. But I do know one thing."

"What?" I asked.

"We're holding a Sibuna initiation in ten minutes."

"What?! But when I watched the first season, I did my own Sibuna initiation in my back yard. Don't look at me like that," I growled, seeing the look Patricia was giving me. "I was a bit obsessed, okay?"

"Whatever. Just grab something important to you and drop it in the fire so you can be an official Sibuna."

"Fine," I grumbled.

"This sucks," I said while standing in front of the open flame. "I've already done this once."

"Well, do it again or you're not welcome back in Sibuna," Patricia countered.

"Fine," I said, dropping the picture into the fire. It was a photo of me and my mom when I was five. We had been on a picnic and a dog came running through, destroying everything. The dog's owner had taken a bunch of pictures of the two of us to make up for it. The picture I had was the only one that he printed out for us. Mom made a copy for herself, but I doubted she would make another for me to have again.

As I watched the image go up in smoke, I turned to Patricia. "Now do I say the Sibuna vows?"

"Repeat after me," she said, ignoring my question. "I, Callie Morgan."

"I, Callie Morgan, being of sound mind, promise to protect the secrets of Anubis House and stand by my fellow club members, Nina Martin, Fabian Rutter, Amber Millington, Alfie Lewis, and Patricia Williamson," I continued without letting Patricia finish the vows. I gave her a smirk when she glared at me.

"Sibuna," everyone around me said, holding their right hand over their right eye. I copied their movement and phrase expertly.

"Sibuna," I agreed. "Let no man or woman tear this vow asunder."

It was done. I was now an official member of the greatest club to ever exist.

I was a real Sibuna.

Okay, so this was pretty lame. I'm really sorry about that. But hey, at least it's another chapter, right? Anyway, next chapter is the start of Mission Fabina, so yay for that! I hope you guys will like it, because one of you actually suggested the idea to me. I can't remember who it was though. Someone mentioned the 'Washroom Theory' to me, and I knew that would be a perfect Mission Fabina. Well, crap, I just gave away part of the next chapter. Anyway, before I tell you everything, thanks for reading!

~C