A/N: Hey everyone! New story! Ok, so I don't know how I started this, but it's working…So, this is just a series of oneshots about our favorite couple (It's HenNat, duh? What else? Lol…) And I decided to mesh up the story a bit.

P.S. If you'll notice I'm trying to get the chapter titles to be from "The Word of Your Body" and its reprise from Spring Awakening.

REVIEW PLEASE! Shall I continue?

Disclaimer: *Sigh* I don't own N2N….or Henry….or "the Word of Your Body"…or Ernst….(just cuz he's in the song, ha!)

A Distant Dream

Twelve-year-old Natalie cautiously walked through the doors of her new school. She felt completely awkward, being the new student. Her family had just moved here after a terrible fire had destroyed their old home. She looked at her schedule again carefully. She was supposed to report to her homeroom by now. She looked around the hallway, not finding it anywhere.

She went to turn around when suddenly, a boy ran into her in a hurry. Unfortunately, not making good impression on the other students, he knocked her down by accident, her books scattered across the floor.

"Oh, God, I'm sorry…" He bent down to help her up. Angrily, she accepted his gesture and allowed him to grab onto her hand and help to pull her up.

She sighed, looking at her books all over the ground. "Thanks…"

She went to go retrieve them quickly, trying to avoid him at all costs. But he ran over to help her. She managed to pick up every book except for one. She went to grab it when she felt his hand brush over hers. She removed her hand quickly and stood up, letting him grab the book for her.

"'The Classical Musician's Anthology'?" He muttered, looking at the book. "I'm guessing you're taking music class…"

"Um, yeah…" She looked down at her watch, still unsure of where her homeroom was.

"What do you play?"

"Piano…"

Enthusiastically, he quickly replied, "Me too! What period do you have it?"

"Uh…" She took a moment to look at her schedule. "Fourth?"

"Really? Me too! I'll see you then, gotta get to homeroom…"

He began to walk away, but quickly, and reluctantly, she shouted towards him, "Hey, do you think you can help me find my homeroom?"

"You're a newbie, huh? Well, let's have a look…" He grabbed her schedule and looked at the homeroom number at the top. "232? You're in luck. That's mine too. Just follow me."

Cautiously, she followed his lead as they finally reached her homeroom. Quietly, the boy tried to sneak in to the room, but the teacher immediately caught him.

"Henry Davis, you're five minutes late for class. That's a demerit."

The boy whose name was apparently Henry, tried to reason with her. "But I was just helping the new student find her classroom. I don't see how that's demerit-worthy."

The teacher sighed let him scurry off to his desk. Her eyes quickly fell upon Natalie, who was too nervous to do anything other than stare. "Well, you must be Natalie…"

The teacher let her in and announced to the class, "Everyone, I'd like for you to listen up. We have a new student starting here today. Her name is Natalie Goodman. I expect you all to treat her with respect and kindness. Now, let's finish our role call…"

She told Natalie to pick any empty seat around the room. There were a few, but the people around them gave her challenging and nasty stares. A bit intimidated, she turned for the seat in front of Henry, at least knowing that he wouldn't treat her like everyone else was.

As role call continued, he leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "If you need anything else, don't be afraid to ask."

She felt herself shudder a bit as his lips came so close to her. She nodded a little, signaling to him that she got his message and hoping he would move away. He did, to her relief. And within minutes, the bell ran for first period to begin.

She had History first period. She knew no one in her class. She seemed to be the brightest though, raising her hand every five minutes to answer a question. Next she had Algebra, which flew by quicker than she thought. Third period was Physical Science with one of the most boring, monotonous teachers she'd ever had.

Fourth period came quicker than expected. Cautiously, she walked into the music room, looking around for Henry. He sat at the huge piano, playing furiously. She walked up to him quietly, not wanting to disrupt his vibe.

She waited for him to finish before tapping his shoulder and complimenting him. "That was really good…."

"Oh. Thanks. Why don't you try?"

"Oh, I-I can't…really…"

"No! Go ahead!"

He got up from the bench and let her sit. Running over to her pile of books, he grabbed her anthology and flipped to a random page. She stared at it intently. Mozart. Without hesitation, she quickly began to pound on the keys, getting into the mood of the sonata. Angry.

She was angry. She had to move to a stupid new town and a stupid new school all because her fucked up mother decided to burn the house down. People thought she was weird because she was smart. They thought she was weird because of her mother. She was weird for befriending Henry. Music was the one place where none of that mattered.

She finished the piece with a final flare, leaving Henry speechless.

"Wow…"

"What?"

"That was…great…"

She blushed, causing her to curse in her mind at her girly attitude. "Thanks…"

She quickly grabbed the book and went to go sit down in the little folding chairs the music teacher set up for her students. To her slight dismay after her stupid showcase of hormones, Henry came following after, taking a seat right next to her.

"Hey, Sit with me at lunch today." It wasn't a question. "I know how it sucks to be the new kid. Trust me, you need to learn your way around here. And no one's less screwed up in the head than me. You'll be like my protégée."

She tried to smile, but she was already overcome by nerves. A boy, a boy who wasn't a close friend, had just asked to eat lunch with him. In junior high, this was huge.

"Ok…I'd like that…" Damn…she thought. That's not what I wanted to say!

"Cool…It's right after class anyway. But first…Good luck trying to beat Mr. 1st Chair Piano Man, here. Three years in a row…"

The class was finally all filled in when a girl overheard Henry's last comment. "Well, maybe's that's 'cause you're the only one who plays, dumbass."

"Hey, I'm just trying to prepare the newbie for what's to come when I kick her ass."

Natalie scoffed playfully and threw her hands on her hips. "When you kick my ass? I think it's gonna be the other way around…"

"Oh really, now?"

"Yeah…"

"We'll see about that."

The both of them broke out into quiet laughter as class began. She couldn't help but to notice something about Henry. He was just so nice to her. Were all guys like that? She shook the thought from her head, about ready to duel him.

She knew there was something about him that just made him…different. And she liked it.

A/N: So…..what did you think? Cute, huh? Should I go on?

Reviews, anyone?