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Okay, the songs I recommend you listen to while reading. Okay. No, it is not just recommended, they're,

REQUIRED!

OKAY, SO REQUIRED song for this chapter:

kuroshitsuji 02. Kudoku kiku jyanakute

(YouTube it) yes, it's a character song from a different anime, but if you look up the lyrics on , (go to black butler 2 then scroll down until you get to Ronald Knox) the English lyrics fit the story well.

Anyway, I don't own Death Note. Period.

*Note: just a bit of a filler, but you NEED to read it because it leads to other things.

The attention she desired started in her childhood.

Sure her family gave her the wanted attention, it was just her friends that didn't.

No matter what she did, what she wore, what she said, it would be under the spotlight one minute and pushed aside the next minute.

Now she knows.

It was jealousy that started this.

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She woke up late that morning in the room, the sunlight already coming through the window, bringing light to his room with its newspaper covered walls, as she looked down, she saw her blood dried on the bed covers, her arm wrapped delicately in a gauze bandage.

"I thought I had killed you," I heard from the other side of the room, soft chuckling heard after.

I stayed silent and offered him a soft smile. He was sitting on the floor, staring at me with his glistening red eyes underneath his messy jet black mess of hair.

"Why are you on the floor?" I asked him, my voice cracking a bit.

"Because you're on my bed. Duh," he answered, his lanky form getting up and walking swiftly towards the door.

"I think you should go before they see you here," he said, opening the door and poking his head out, checking if the coast was clear.

I nodded silently and got up off of the bed, feeling slightly dizzy, but gaining my balance and walked towards the door.

"When are we going to do this again?" he asked, looking back towards the room as I was in the middle of the doorway, but peering at me through the corner of his eye.

"Tonight," I answered, looking the other way, but gazing at him through the corner of my eye.

He nodded and I walked out the doorway, the door shutting quietly instantly behind me.

I crept through the hallways, slowly going down the stairs as I tiptoed to my room. By the light, I could tell that the other kids in the orphanage were eating breakfast. Chattily eating without a care in the world. When I got to my room, I slowly opened the door as light from my windows temporarily blinded me.

With its white walls covered in random drawings of strawberries and various fruits over the walls, girly furniture, a candy pink Dell laptop and all of the clutter of papers scattered around the room, the wooden floor, hidden beneath all of the masses of sheets of papers. Bookshelves covered half of one of the walls, piles of books, bursting from it. My bed, covered in deep red sheets stood in the corner of the room, closest to the window for whenever I woke up, I would be able to see outside.

It was the perfect setup.

I walked to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I turned on the water, letting the steam cloud the mirror, as I removed my clothes and carefully took off the gauze from my arm. I got into the shower, the hot water almost scalding my skin. As I scrubbed my skin, I could feel the scars running all over my body.

I went to my closet to pick out my new outfit for the day. An extra big, long sleeved, cotton candy blue crop top that went up to my knees , a plum purple tank top underneath, bright orange tights, and light brown suede booties completed my look.

As I walked down stairs, I could hear the chatter coming from the café. From young kids to teens, finishing up breakfast, they were all there, as I walked into the café, the light streaming down from the wall sized windows onto the kids. I got a bowl of cereal before I started wandering around the tables looking for my usual group of friends. It wasn't until I spotted a butter yellow headed blonde holding a chocolate bar, arguing with his red headed counter-part who was calmly listening and playing his DS under the table.

"Hi guys!" I chirped, sitting next to Matt and giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Hey, I don't need to see that this early in the morning!" Mello yelled, covering his eyes.

"Jealous much Mells?" Matt answered back, his eyes still on the DS.

"No," Mello pouted.

"He seems like it," Matt mumbled.

"What did you say?" Mello yelled, his temper quickly firing up. "At least I'm not whipped by my girlfriend!" Mello said smugly, imitating the cracking of a whip.

"At least I have a girlfriend," Matt snapped.

"But now you just admitted that you are whipped!" Mello said. As he and Matt continued to argue, I looked around the café, trying to see if he came down already.

I spotted him sitting in the corner where the light from the windows hit the least, on the very last table, in the very last row. He was sticking his bony fingers into a jar of strawberry red jam, as he lifted his finger coated in the jam to his mouth, his eyes went wide as he tasted the sweet yet tart jam flavor.

I watched him for a few more minutes before noticing that the jam jar had emptied in only a matter of minutes and his smile turned into a frown as he picked up the jar and threw it in the nearest trashcan.

"Hey, want to go to the mall today?" I asked no one in particular, turning my attention away from BB.

"Sure. I want to go get a new game anyway," Matt answered. "Wanna come Mello?"

"No, I'm afraid that I'll just be the third wheel. Again," Mello answered with a reaffirming snap of the chocolate breaking in his mouth.

"Then that means more time for us," Matt said, winking at me, earning a giggle from me.

"You guys make me sick," Mello said, rolling his eyes and getting up.

"At least we don't shove down chocolate down our throats!" I yelled at him.

"Well, chocolate is better than tongues!" he retorted back, which made both Matt and I blush.

.:At the mall:.

"So where do you want to go first?" Matt said, swinging our hands as they were entwined together, looking around for the video game store.

"It's okay Matt, you can go to wherever you want to go. I'll meet up with you, okay?" I said.

"Thank you!" Matt said, his emerald green eyes lightened up as he gave me a quick peck on the lips before running off to the closest Game Stop store.

I chuckled before I walked away, looking for a store where they sold jam…

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A/N:

I KNOW PEOPLE ARE READING THIS STORY! THEN REVIEW IF YOU ARE! OR ELSE NO UPDATE! Really. I'm serious.

Let's answer a few confused questions shall we?

Question 1: WHHAATTTT? I thought this was a BB x OC story! If so, then why the f is the girl with MATT?

Me: okay, so here's a bit of a *SPOILER* so here goes.

On the outside, she's just a regular girl, seems innocent enough, blah blah blah, BUT actually, on the inside, she's almost just like BB. She's just acting.

She's just using Matt so no one would suspect that she has these secret, 'meetings' with BB and that's she's actually just as crazy as BB is.

There. You've been *SPOILED*

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