Who Are You? (A House of Anubis fanfic)

The Bid

"Mr. Ziestack is already here! Now, is this microphone working?" Victor said, testing the mic for Mr. Sweet while Mr. Sweet distracts Mr. Ziestack. 

"Not while I'm without Amber!" Alfie said from the floor above. "Oh, this will be good." Patricia said. "Lewis, come down here. We're about to start the bid." Victor said. "Not until King Tut gets his queen! I ticked every box and there's a glittery checklist in her locker, which I'm pretty sure is legally binding." Alfie said. "He's finally lost it." I muttered. "Alfie's making a stand!" Alfie said. 

"Someone go get Amber quick and stall Mr. Sweet." Joy said. Jerome went to get Amber and Fabian went to distract Mr. Sweet. "Okay, Alfie, don't be silly. Just come down." Patricia said. "Not until I get what's mine!" Alfie shouted. "Out of the way everybody." Victor said, going upstairs. 

I know that Mick and Mara are breaking up as we speak. Mara told me earlier and Mick mentioned something to me about it possibly being sooner than later. 

"Hand over the key. Now." Victor ordered Alfie. "I swallowed it." Alfie said. I scoffed. "What? If we lose this bid, I shall not rest until you are thrown out of this school." Victor said, pissed off. "Alfie, what are you wearing?" Amber asked, walking in. "See, you're doing it again. You still think I'm a joke." Alfie said. "No I don't. I couldn't stand it if you got thrown out of this school." Amber said. I knew that she loved him deep down. "So why won't you be my girlfriend?" Alfie asked. He has a very valid point. "Okay, I will. Just take that off." Amber said. 

"No more tests, trial dates, or telling me what to wear?" Alfie asked. "Mmmm... Can't promise that one." Amber said. I have to agree though. If Amber wasn't there to tell him what not to wear, I don't even want to imagine what he'd be wearing. "Okay, I'm coming down." Alfie said. Victor then walks by us with a chainsaw. 

"Now, think about this Victor. Sawing Alfie out isn't gonna look good either." Patricia said. "Get out of my way." Victor said, going up. "Hurry Amber." I said. "Oh!" Amber said, trying not to drop the key. It falls anyways, a splash following it. "No, no, no! Where did it go?" Patricia said. "Oh, I'm sorry." Amber said. 

"Um, this way Mr. Ziestack. Um, Mr. Ziestack, let me show you to your seat." Mr. Sweet said. "Sorry. Um, trusted warm welcome to Mr. Gustav Ziestack. It's a real privilege-" Mr. Sweet started. 

I kinda spaced out for a few minutes while trying to gather the courage for this. "So I am now going to hand it over to Ms. Violet Anippe, who will give our opening address. Violet." Mr. Sweet said before stepping aside and helping me up onto the podium. 

"Sometimes, you have to wait a really long time for good things to come along. But, they're always worth the wait. This library has been closed for ages, just waiting for something to give it purpose and meaning. And that something is the Treasures of Egypt exhibition. Welcome to the Frobisher Library, Mr. Ziestack." I started. I then hear a small commotion coming from upstairs. 

"Ow! Oh, gross. Oh, please. Achoo!" Alfie said, taking the fabric off of his head. "Our school has many links to Egypt's past. And here is King Tutankhamun chained fast to our library. A symbol of those many links." Patricia said, effectively saving Alfie and my speech. "Oh, yes. Our links to Egypt's past are very strong and this is why. Please enjoy the film." I stepped off of the podium with the help of Victor. I sat near Jerome during the film. I may or may not have spaced out for a few minutes. 

"Ancient Egyptologist Robert Frobisher-Smythe. And so, since it's genesis in 1890, this estate has been devoted." Victor's voice over said. I spaced out again, coming back at the end of the film. 

I was with Mr. Sweet, Victor, and Mr. Ziestack. "Thank you for your warm welcome. This is the third and final bid I've seen this week and it's certainly the most original." Mr. Ziestack said. "And the strongest?" I asked. "Yes." Mr. Ziestack answered. "So do we get the exhibition?" Victor asked. "Yes. You get the exhibition." Mr. Ziestack said before he walked away, probably to talk to other people. I squeaked before hugging Victor and Mr. Sweet. I then went over to find the others. 

"We did it!" I said to Fabian and Nina, hugging them. I walked away to continue talking to other people when I heard Nina yell. "Who are you? Who are you?" she yelled. The spirit laughed. Unfortunately, we couldn't explain that a spirit was haunting Nina, so I'm hoping she comes up with something. "Nina." Mr. Sweet said, trying to tell her to calm down. "Nina, you're making me look normal." Alfie said, still tied to the banister. I lightly chuckled. 

"Who are you, to break up with me and then send me text messages saying you still like me?" Nina said, shocked. I covered my mouth in an attempt not to chuckle. Jerome turned me towards him so it wasn't obvious. "I guess I'm just a crazy person." Fabian said after a minute. 

I was shaking, trying not to burst out laughing. Jerome just held me closer, also trying not to laugh. "You were sending her text messages while Violet was doing the presentation? Classy Fabian." Joy said. I walked over to her. "It may not have been the best time, but when has Fabian had the best timing?" I whispered in her ear. She nodded, agreeing. 

"I simply cannot apologize enough Mr. Ziestack." Victor said. Mr. Ziestack happened to overlap him. "No need Victor. Their youthful zest confirms that I've made the right choice. I like your pupils here." Mr. Ziestack said, chuckling lightly. "I knew Fabina was still super mushy. It's written all over your faces." Amber said. "Amber, I think it's a cover up." Fabian said. "Cover? For what?" Amber asked. "Amber, this is something we have to do on our own." Nina said, trying to protect her. 

"Come on guys. There's no I in Sibuna." Amber said. I get what she was trying to say, but her phrasing could use some work. "There is, actually." Fabian said. I chuckled. 

"Miss Anippe." Mr. Ziestack called. I walked over. "Yes Mr. Ziestack?" I asked. "I was wondering if I could talk to you for a moment?" He asked. "Of course sir." I replied before following him to a quieter part of the library. 

"I apologize, but I must ask, seeing as your knowledge of Egyptian history is rather extensive. Do you happen to have relations in Egypt?" he said. "I'm not quite sure you'd believe me, sir, but I do actually. I am a direct descendant of Thoth and Ma'at." I said, slightly biting my lip, hoping that he believes me. "I do, actually." He said before he leaned in to whisper in my ear. "And has the prophecy come true yet, child?" he asked. "Unfortunately, yes." I said. He pulled back to look at my face. "A few months ago, my little sister, Chisisi, passed away, making me the only one who could fulfill the prophecy. There was a little incident about a month or so later that left me in a coma, which was when it happened. That was three months ago." I said. 

"Well, shall you need any information on the subject, don't hesitate to give me a call." he said, slipping a business card into my bag. "Of course sir. Thank you." I smiled. "Not a problem my dear." he took my hand for a moment before releasing it. 

"Does anybody care I'm hungry?" Alfie asked, frustrated. I chuckle slightly, as does Mr. Ziestack. "My apologies sir. My friend has been trying to get a girl to be his girlfriend since my first day here." I said. He chuckles again. "Of course. However, no apologies are necessary. I quite understand what it is like. Do you know the girl who was lucky enough to get such a man interested in her so?" He asked. "Do you see the blonde girl over there, by the dirty blonde girl and the brunette boy? That is the girl of his affection. Apparently there was a situation last year where she agreed, but didn't acknowledge the promise." I whispered. We both chuckled lightly. 

"Well, I can tell that this exhibition will be in good hands. Good evening Miss Anippe." he said before he left.