Hola! Mi llama es Alice. Haha. JK that's, like, the only Spanish I know. So anyways…I'm back with a new chapter. Yay! Here it is. No more disclaimers because OBVIOUSLY I'm not the owner of the TT characters.

Later on in the day, after classes

It was about six 'o' clock now. Rachel Wykkyd was sitting on her bed in the dorm that she shared with her brother. They were the only boy and girl that shared a room, but, being that they're brother and sister, the school made an exception. She listened as her favorite band Evanescence played "Bring Me Back To Life" on her IPod. Her brother then walked in, followed by Nathan.

Elliot gave her a soft kiss on the cheek and plopped down beside her on the bed. Nathan looked around and decided to sit in a chair at their desk. He traced the wood designs absentmindedly as he watched Rachel do her homework.

Rachel felt the weight of someone's gaze on her and she lifted her head to meet Nathan's piercing eyes (does anyone know their color?). She almost lost herself in the depths of them. It was as if they were staring into her soul. He looked away and continued to trace wood designs in the desk. She sighed quietly and looked back at the textbook on her lap.

"How are you, Rachel?" asked Nathan, still staring into space.

"I-I'm…" she trailed off.

He got no reply. He looked at her and she was staring at her wrists, tracing lines on it. He almost snapped when he realized that she was tracing scars. SCARS! As in, 'I'm cutting myself' scars. He tried to hide his expression of anger but he couldn't fight it. She lifted her head and noticed his angry stare.

"I'm fine," was what she said instead of asking him what was wrong.

He scoffed and looked at the two siblings. Elliot was watching his sister sadly. He looked at Nathan with a sad expression, as if to say 'this is what I come back to EVERY day. I have to return to my BABY sister cutting herself. She doesn't deserve this. No one does.' Nathan looked away from his friend's desperate gaze, knowing he was right.

Nathan stood up abruptly, not able to control his anger anymore. He grabbed his backpack and began to leave.

"I'll catch you later, man," was all he said when he shut the door.

Once away from Rachel and her scars, Nathan ran with everything he had inside of him. He ran to his empty dorm that he shared with no one. He threw his backpack at the wall, knocking down an old picture of him, Rachel, and Elliot. He furrowed his brow, not even remembering having such a picture, and walked to pick it up.

He sighed when he saw it. It was their second year at H.A.E.Y.P academy. They were all happy then. Even Rachel.

Flashback—last year

"Come on, you three," said Nathan's mom as she held up her digital camera. "Squish together now."

"Mom," Nathan complained as he went over to Rachel and Elliot, posing in front of the camera.

Elliot was looking around bored while Rachel's strange purple eyes were sparkling with joy. Nathan sighed and stood next to Rachel, who was now squished in between him and her brother. She put her arm around their waists but it felt as is she was holding Nathan closer to her. At least, it felt that way to him.

They all smiled a fake smile and said cheese when the camera snapped the picture. Then Rachel went off with her squad and Elliot and Nathan stood there talking casually. That was the day everything changed. That day, Blake Slade asked out Rachel and she said yes. The day things only got worse.

End flashback

Nathan smiled at the picture when he noticed that he wasn't thinking things that day. He WAS being held closer to Rachel than her brother was. He also noticed that her eyes weren't aimed towards the camera, but at him. As he smiled at the camera, she was smiling at HIM.

He sighed and regretted not talking to her before that IDIOT did. He placed the picture back on the wall, sighed in frustration and placed it over his bed instead. He fell on top of said bed and fell into a comfortable state of unconsciousness.

Sorry this chapter is so short! I don't have a lot of ideas for this so yeah. If you guys could give me some advice, that'd be really cool. Can you guess who Blake Slade's dad is? Comment and review please. I love hearing from you guys.

--alice