"Piss off, Jerome!"
"Have I mentioned how much I love your sweet talk?"
"And have I mentioned how much I hate you?"
Lyla Harris and Jerome Clarke hate each other. A fact that everyone at Anubis House knew, though they regularly hung out, and tried t...
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┌─── ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ───┐ CHAPTER SIXTEEN: House of Gossip └─── ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ───┘
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Walking up the next day, Lyla saw only Nina in the room, getting ready, so she got up and went over to her. "So, how did it go?" She asked, referring to the treasure under the stairs.
"It was good, we found a key!" Nina told her, excited and Lyla high fived her, "But then, Victor almost caught us, he slipped on the floorboard, and twisted his ankle."
Lyla burst out laughing, "No way! Oh, how I wish I had seen that." She said, clutching her stomach.
"I think we're going to try to go up to the attic again, to see if the key opens anything up there." Nina told her.
"Okay, damn, I can't go then, Amber will want me down at her party. Even though I wish I didn't have to, she is my best friend." Lyla complained.
"Do you not like parties?" Nina asked.
"No, I hate them!"
"What about birthday's?"
Lyla faltered, "Um... I don't really celebrate my birthday, not particularly my favorite time of the year." She told her roommate, avoiding eye contact.
"Are you ready?" Lyla asked suddenly, but she didn't give time for Nina to answer as she said, "Great! Let's go." With that she left, going down to breakfast.
After eating and talking a bit, Trudy came in and offered more eggs to the table, before Patricia asked, "Did you hear about Victor? He fell down the stairs last night and broke his leg." She said trying not to laugh, but failing as both Alfie and Jerome burst out laughing.
"Don't exaggerate, Patricia." Trudy told her.
"Eggs-aggerate! Nice one, Trudes." Alfie said, making a pun about eggs.
"Terrible yolk, Alfie!" Jerome joined in, making almost everyone laugh.
"It's a sprained ankle, that's all." Trudy informed them, that's when Victor's voice was heard from down the hall. "A very painful sprained ankle!" He told them and he walked in, limping. Lyla had to hold back her laugh at the sight, as Jerome said, "Uh oh." under his breath.
"Victor! How do you do that... and with a limp, too?" Trudy said, shocked at his entrance.
"Someone sabotaged that floor board, on purpose!" He accused, Lyla made knowing eyes at Nina from across the table.
