Disclaimer: You know the answer. I don't own House of Anubis. Imagine if I did...

I'm really sorry this took a while, but school seems to looooove me, and the work's been piling up.

Funny story to tell you guys, when I started this chapter, I was in Science class, and I got all fidgety and twitchy. So the teacher walked up to my boyfriend (who sits next to me) and asked if I was having a fit or something, and would he like her to call the nurse? My boyfriend looked at me, and just said,

"Just give her a piece of paper and a pen."

So, writing idea apparently = medical problem.

FUNNNN.

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"So, Nina, what makes you think that you're a champion skater?" Fabian asked teasingly.

"I won all the skate competitions back home, and was pretty much known for skating to school, rain or shine," Nina laughed. Fabian started to smile.

"You're right, this will be a challenge," he snickered, parking in a quiet skate park. Nina looked surprised.

"It would've been impossible to find an empty skate park back home. It was small town Michigan," she explained, after Fabian gave her an odd look. Suddenly, he smiled.

"Don't tell Amber that you're from Michigan, she's dreaming that you're from New York City, city of shopping and celebrities, everything that she loves," Fabian joked. Nina grinned.

"I'll make a mental note of that." They went back to the trunk, taking their skates.

"So, any idea what route we should take?" Nina asked, strapping her skates on. Fabian stopped, scanning the park.

"How about over the half pipe, around the handrails, through the tunnel, repeat three times?" Fabian suggested. The skate park wasn't very big, so they were going to have to work with the room they had. Nina looked at the route he suggested, and nodded.

"Seems fine." She poised herself, ready to take off. Pausing, after Fabian wouldn't move, she looked at him questioningly. Grinning, he stayed by the car.

"Why, dear Nina, you wouldn't skate without a helmet, would you?" he said, mockingly. Nina, realizing she was indeed helmetless, blushed.

"You don't think of helmets in America," she muttered, taking the helmet that he held in his hand.

"One, two, three!" They yelled, laughing. Nina sped off, seemingly miles away from Fabian. Once she realized she was on her second lap, while Fabian was on his first, she giggled.

"Told you I was good!" She yelled teasingly. Fabian entered his second lap.

"I heard you the first time, braggy!" He yelled back, jumping over the half pipe. Nina smiled.

"I never bragged before now!" Nina hollered, as they were now at the opposite ends of the skate park.

"No, but the look on your face says it all!" Fabian replied, watching as Nina entered her third lap.

"How can you even see my face? You're behind me!" Nina laughed. Fabian blushed.

"Close surveillance!" he joked, entering the last lap. Nina stopped, finishing first. She watched as Fabian ducked under the tunnel swiftly, gliding over to her.

"Slowpoke," she snickered. Fabian moved closer to her, so their bodies were touching. He leaned down, pressing his lips to her temple.

"I'm going to win this time," he whispered softly. Nina could feel his warm breath spread over her ear, and felt chills down her spine.

"N-no you're not," she stuttered shakily. He smiled, and skated to the starting line. Taking a deep breath, she skated to the line.

"One, two, three, go!" they said, speeding off. Nina glided aimlessly to the front, smiling.

What was that? Does he like me? He must like me…right?

As Nina pondered over these thoughts, she entered her second lap.

Little did she know, Fabian was on his third. Grinning, he slid up the half pipe, and ducked under the tunnel, seeing Nina start her third lap. Sliding across the finish line, he unstrapped his skates, replacing them with his sneakers. He waited patiently, leaning against the car. He watched as Nina furiously glided towards him. As she reached him, she opened her mouth to yell at him.

"What's next on the list?" Fabian asked. Nina's eyes flashed.

"Redo the treehouse. But why did you do that, Fabian?" she hissed. He looked at her.

"I don't know what was going through my head," he answered, his voice just above a whisper.

They didn't know who moved first, but all of a sudden they were tangled in each other's arms, their lips pressed against each other. Nina entangled her fist in Fabian's hair, melting against him. They pulled apart, staring into each other's eyes. Nina stepped back.

"Time to redo the treehouse," she said cheerfully, getting into the open passenger's seat. Fabian shook his head dazedly, getting into the driver's seat.

"Treehouse… right," he muttered.

I'm enjoying this. Sorry it's short, but I wanted to get something out.

I might have a new chapter quicker than it took now, so keep on the lookout. ;)