The group waited for Nate at the table in the lunch room, not knowing when he would be back. Dom sat and ate her cereal while Dell and Marcus discussed, rather argued about something that made no sense to her. Eva just sat there and said nothing; she just looked at Dom. She wondered why she was starring but chose not to act on it immediately, deciding to ignore her for now. Nate showed up with a girl close behind him. Dom felt like she had seen her before, but that feeling subsided. Eleanor said her goodbyes after being introduced; she wanted to speak to her Aunt before class started. Nate apparently noticed Eva starring at Dom, and asked:

"Eva, why are you starring at Dom?" He asked.

"She's just so…beautiful." She said not breaking her view of Dom. Everyone stopped and looked at Eva strangely Dom sort of blushed. Even under her tough exterior, she did have emotions. She got up and dragged Nate out of sight. When she was sure they weren't seen she started talking.

"Nate, can you explain to me what the hell just happened?" Dom asked confused.

"Eva thinks you're beautiful, that's what happened." He said.

"I know that, but why?"

"She's bisexual, but prefers women to men because men have hurt her too much. If I was you I would just talk to her, get to know her, you'd be surprised how much you two have in common."

And with that he was off leaving Dom still confused as ever. He walked to D-House's second floor and entered the journalism class. Mr. Poole was a rather thin man who some might say is paranoid. He wore a pair of brown pants with matching shirt and a brown vest. His hair was combed back with some kind of jell, or perhaps his hair was that greasy.

Nate saw Eleanor and chose the seat behind her. Marcus came in later and picked the seat to the left of Nate. The bell rang and so the most boring part of the day began. Mr. Poole went on with his lecture about… something. Nate wasn't really paying attention, he was distracted by thoughts. His minded had tendency to go chaotically mad, so this was nothing to him. But most of his thoughts did consist of the lovely young-lady who sat in front him. He wanted to get to know her more, but since talking right now was DEFFINATLY out of the question, he wrote it down on a scrap of paper and passed it to her.

Eleanor felt Nate touch her shoulder and handed her the note, it read:

Hey Eleanor, do you have any plans after school?

She wrote her response and passed it back to him, it read:

Why do want to know?

Nate responded: I was thinking maybe we could hang out after school, if you want to.

Eleanorresponded: I don't have any plans, so sure. Where do you want to meet?

Nate responded: How about the diner by the pier, we can grab a bite to eat and chat a bit.

Eleanor smiled and replied: That sounds lovely, when? Besides after school.

Nate replied: About six-thirty work for you?

Eleanor replied: Okay, I'll see you then Nathaniel.

With that; Nate shoved the Note back into his backpack and returned partially to the real-world just as the bell rang. Nate got his back pack slung over his shoulder and began to walk to the Gym. When he got there he saw his old former-friend Isaac Jacobi (not to be confused with Jakobi) Isaac and Nate were friends all through elementary and junior high, but during freshmen year Isaac started a rumor about Nate sleeping with Dom. The Principle took Nate's side however and got Isaac suspended. The two hated each other since. The two had, what seemed like an eternal stare down before Isaac broke the silence.

"So, I saw you walking with some chick." He said without breaking the stare.

"So, what of it, Isaac?" Nate said, also not breaking the stare

"Nothing, just with you being so offended about the thought of sleeping with a sexy girl like Domino, I thought you were gay."

"Vaffanculo, Isaac." Nate swore in Italian, "Dom's like my sister, and you maybe into that weird stuff, but I am not."

This resulted in Isaac punching Nate in the left eye, causing him to stumble back a bit. Nate was not going to take that sitting down, and once he gained his footing, kicked Isaac in the stomach. Isaac lunged at Nate, Nate stepped to the side, causing Isaac to hit his head on the nearby bleachers. Nate chuckled a bit just as the bell rang.

Later…

Eleanor waited outside "Fish-Bowl Dinner" for Nate, she looked at her watch (6:34 PM). She could have sworn it was later than that. Eleanor was shocked with herself, she never got this nervous about meeting Nate for some reason.

"Why am I nervous?" She thought to herself, "It's not like haven't spoken to him before, but after what happened this morning, it seemed like I saw something in those eyes of his and it's like it roused a feeling in me. Do I… have a crush on him? No, no, no, I couldn't possibly… then again he is a little cute, but what if he's not as good as he seems? What if he's an utter buffoon with the personality of a dog?"

Nate arrived a few minutes later to see Eleanor waiting for him more, the two walked into the dinner, and Nate saw Domino and Eva leave at the other door and then they kissed.

"Wow," Nate thought, "Maybe I should play match-maker often."

The two sat at the table waiting for the server.

"So…" Nate said trying to start a conversation, "You're from England?"

"No," Eleanor giggled, "My mother was and she taught me to speak, I hate her but I still owe her for that."

That caught Nate's attention; "What do you mean?"

"My mother is a-for lack of a better word-a bitch. Her and my father were never married and it came no surprise to me that at six they got divorced, I stayed with my father for three months before she sued him for full custody of me. Since she bribed the judge, she won and for the next seven years my life was hell. And now they both work at the school so I have to see her every-bloody-day."

"Who is your mother?" Nate asked as he took a drink of his soda-pop.

"Dr. Sophia Lambe."

Nate just about spat his drink out. He had had Dr. Lambe for Parenting last year, and they had different views on how you should care for a child. She ultimately failed him, but it was an elective class so no loss there.

"Well," Nate said, trying keep away from the subject of Sophia, "At least you still have parents."

"What?" Eleanor asked.

"Dad was a soldier in the war, mom was a field nurse, their base was bombed, and they were never heard from again. So they were presumed dead, and it's been me and Krystal ever since I was seven."

Eleanor felt a bit guilty now, here she was complaining about her mother, when his own was probably dead. She pouted a bit.

"I'm sorry." Eleanor said.

"Hey think nothing of it, they died for their country. It was a noble sacrifice and I love them for it."

The waiter brought their food, Eleanor had some lemon-Pepper Chicken with a baked potato, and a roll, Nate ordered a burger with a side of fries. They chatted a bit as they ate, talking about a multitude of things ranging from favorite authors, preferred music, likes and dislikes, and other topics. Nate paid the bill, and the two sat at the pier and watched as the sunset. Eleanor leaned on Nate, her hands resting on his, her head resting on his shoulder. Nate blushed a little, he had never had a girl this close to him and with all there similarities it was just a "Too good to be true" moment. It was the end of a great first day, Him and a beautiful, intelligent, all around lovely girl, practically lying in his arms as the sun sets. It couldn't get better than that.

But little did he know someone was watching, and he had sinister plans to screw with his life and get that lovely girl into his own arms…

A/N: This is going to get crazier as time goes on. Just giving you fair warning. And if you're wondering what Nate means…You'll find out next chapter.