Chapter 11- House of Hyper

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The party was still in full swing

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The party was still in full swing. Mick and Amber were dancing together in the middle of the dance floor.

Jerome and Flynn were standing close to the radio that was still playing music. They were having small conversations with each other about everything under the sun. Out of the corner of Flynn's eye, she sees that Fabian is speaking to Nina. They then start to move to the dance floor. This happens just as Alfie comes running in with a deer head on his own, he began yelling, "Hey! Guess what I am? A party animal. Yeah!" He then starts making loud noises as he walks around the room.

Flynn leans into Jerome's shoulder as she laughs, she reaches and holds onto her stomach from laughing so hard. Jerome wraps his arm around her shoulders to help support her.

"Enough!" Shouts Victor as he enters the room. "Turn that racket off," He says in his usual stern voice, looking toward Jerome and Flynn. Flynn stands up straight and Jerome moves around her to turn the radio off. "Anyone who doesn't live here out!" Victor says looking around the room. "The party is over!" Victor finishes.

Everyone who is not an Anubis house resident quickly vacates the house. Victor then turns all of his attention to Alfie, "And you." "How dare you mess about that? Take it off your head immediately."

Alfie then begins to try to take the deer off of his head with no luck. "Did you hear what I said?" Victor asks as he approaches the boy.

"I can't. It's stuck." Alfie says, beginning to panic. The rest of the housemates begin to laugh.

"Stop laughing!" Victor says turning to the rest of the students. "I have had enough of you vermin. Who has got the spare key to the attic? Hmm?" he questions making his way around the room. "I know somebody's been up there... tonight as a matter of fact. Oh yes. You think you're all so clever, but you are not as clever as me. Who has it?" He continues to interrogate the students, getting madder by the second.

"It's really hot in here. I can't breathe," Alfie speaks up.

"Well, then we shall just have to saw it off shan't we?" He says as he walks closer to Alfie, he lifts his cane and hooks it on the back of Alfie's neck before he leads him back up to his office.

"Saw!?" Alfie asks panic ridding his voice.

"Oh yes. The rest of you, wait there!!!" he says looking at the rest of the housemates.

Most of the housemates watched as Victor left with confusion on their faces, except for Fabian and Nina who seemed to know more than anyone else. Only a few minutes passed before Nina exited the room going who knows where. Flynn found that odd, but then again the American seemed odd since she showed up here. When Nina came back into the room, Flynn spoke up, "And just where did you go?" she asked crossing her arms over her chest.

"I went to put the key in Victor's office, but he was near the door so I just left it on the floor," she says.

"You left it on the floor?" Jerome asks.

"I know it's not the best idea in the world. But if he has it, he can't search us for it. Trust me guys," Nina finishes.

"And why should we take the rap for you?" Jerome questions.

"Why?" Fabian asks sounding insulted by Jerome's confusion. "Because you guys were the ones who made her steal the key in the first place!" Fabian says pointing most of his anger at Jerome and Patricia.

As Fabian finishes speaking Victor comes back into the room, "Oh yes, very clever. Very clever indeed. Hmm? Who put this on the floor outside my office? Hmm? Who?!" Victor then lifts his cane and begins pointing it at the students one by one asking if it was them who had taken it.

They all responded with solemn 'no's' when Victor pointed toward them. When Victor points to Nina she initially says no then changes her response to, "Yes."

Victor turns on his heel to face the girl as he exclaims in victory, "Aha!"

Then Fabian speaks, "No... she's covering for me. I did it."

Victor questions him, "You?"

"Yes. Guilty as charged." Fabian responds.

Nina tries to put the blame back on herself. "Make your minds up. Who was it?" Victor speaks growing tired of the teens' games.

Mick then speaks, "Me, I did it."

"What?" Victor asks confused.

"I did it, total key thief," Mick says.

Then Mara speaks, "Actually he's lying it was me, Victor."

This whole flip-flopping blame goes from Mara too, Amber, then Patricia. By this point, Victor's patience had run out. He turned to Jerome and Flynn, "I know I can rely on you two. Who was it?" he asks.

Jerome and Flynn look at Nina and then back to Victor. They both knew they were going to regret what was to come, but still, they stuck with their friends "It was me, Flynn spoke first. Quickly followed by Jerome, "No, it was me," he says through gritted teeth.

Victor turned to the entire group, "That is it. That is it!" he said, growing louder each time he said it. "You are all grounded for the entire weekend," Jerome looked to Fabian and slapped him on his shoulder with a disgruntled look on his face.

"Just saying you all owe me," Flynn says as she makes her way over to the snack table to begin helping with the cleaning. "Same here," Jerome says as he begins to help Flynn clean up since they were both on clean-up chores.

Since none of them could go anywhere for the weekend, all of the housemates helped in moving Patricia's things to Mara's room. Followed by Amber's things to Nina and Flynn's room. The weekend was filled with grumbles, most of them coming from Jerome. The school was going as normal but Amber was keeping Mick on a very short leash so to speak. Amber made sure to keep her distance from Mara, still not having spoken to the girl since the party.

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