Ok I forgot this in the first chapter so I'm going to do it now –

[Disclaimer: None of these Characters are mine (Minus Raven) they all belong to Cecily von Ziegesar

[ There's some mild swearing as well as hints to very naughty things – reader discretion is advised

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Title - The Sea Brought Crumbling Changes

Chapter 2

By – xxMedusaxx

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Nate woke up the next morning to a sun filled room and an empty bed. He looked around in absolute wonderment. Had he dreamt up a confrontation with a bossy girl saying that his parents wanted to adopt her? Good God he hoped not, she was rather entertaining. Nate rubbed the sleep from his eyes, while inhaling sharply. His entire bed reeked of vanilla – she must have been staying in his room for a really long time. He also managed to catch the hint of food coming from somewhere in the room – bacon to be exact. He looked around his room from his comfortable spot in his bed to see if the smell was originating from somewhere in his room. Sure enough a plate was sitting on his desk with a glass of orange juice beside it. Nate got up groggily and dropped down to the swivel chair in front of his desk and then began to gobble down the food she had left him. Soon the large serving of bacon eggs and toast was finished, but it wasn't till Nate had downed the glass of orange juice in several large gulps that he noticed a note addressed to him resting close to the now cleared plate. Nate gingerly picked it up and flipped it open to read the contents

Going out shopping with your mother – left you breakfast – not sure where you're dad went – stay in the room till I come back. Xx Love Raven

She worried about him that was kind of cute. Nate brought the nose to the note and inhaled deeply sure enough the now familiar scent of Vanilla calmed his senses, almost like she was right there beside him.

Oh… because that's not creepy…

"So that's where that second helping at breakfast went to." Some one commented from the door way. Nate spun around so quickly he nearly fell of his chair. There – leaning on the doorway – was his father – Captain Archibald watching his son with some sort of smug look on his face. Nate's mouth opened and closed - much like a fish out of water – attempting to think of something to say.

"How was your trip, son?" The Captain asked, walking up closer to Nate, who – in an automatic reaction, pushed his chair back until it collided with the desk. Both ignored the clatter of the glass being tipped over, and Nate thanked his lucky stars that it was empty.

"Um… It was fine… Sir…" Nate responded somewhat confused.

"Oh, good, good… BECAUSE YOU'VE FUCKED UP EVERYTHING ELSE!" His father suddenly screamed. Nate jumped a bit, but wasn't completely surprised by the sudden out burst. He hung his head in shame, knowing that it could only get worse from here.

So much for making your father proud of you.

"I can't bail you out of this one Nate, You'll have to repeat you senior year." Nate's head whipped up in shock, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "And since I can't seem to the sense of responsibility into your head, you will be meeting with my old Navy commander." His father continued, Nate flushed furiously – how was he going to tell Blair?

"Now how to deal with Raven?" The captain wondered allowed, he was watching his son closely for his reaction. Nate stood up quickly in sheer panic.

"She has nothing to do with my diploma!" Nate cried, watching his father's eyebrow raise up in an inquisitive manner, he knew then that he had just walked into a trap. Nate hung his head and then continued,

"I asked her to help me, I didn't want you to freak out on me, and I knew I couldn't avoid it forever, I just wanted to avoid it for one more day." The captain nodded knowledgably

"And you and her slept together last night why?" he asked. Nate looked up confused - they had shared a bed not slept together and how had he known?

"We only shared a bed… we didn't… you know… wait… how did you know?" Nate whispered blushing furiously from the accusation.

"I saw you two together last night, all cozily all over eachother. No more sleepovers for the two of you, you'll stay here and we'll put her in the guest room for now." The captain replied, and then leant it "Don't rub off on her, she's a good girl with a head on her shoulders, don't put any of your ideas into her head."

Once the Captain had left, Nate sat back down in his chair, with his head in his hands.

"Blair's gonna kill me!"

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Raven got back a few hours later, and was surprised to find Nate in the kitchen eating a pizza pocket. Raven's eyes were wide with shock, with a smile plastered to her face as she watched his mother hug her little boy and coo over him with her strong French accent.

"Nate – Daharling…" She cooed, "this is Raven, we're thinking of –"

"Adopting her, yea we met last night." Nate responded, not looking up from his plate. Raven turned an even whiter shade of the pale she already was, and Nate found it hard not to laugh at her reaction. Nate's mother merely exchanged glances from Nate back to Raven, and then ran off to get ready for the opera she would be attending that night. Raven waited until she was out of the room before turning on Nate.

"What's the matter with you? After helping you last night you completely sell me out?! Is that your form of Gratitude?" She cried.

"Here, I made you pizza pockets, they should still be warm" Nate replied, ignoring the questions. He placed the plate down on the counter in front of her then moved over to the fridge.

"Want anything to drink?" He asked. Raven came up from behind him, wrenched the door out of his hand and slammed it shut.

"What is your problem?" Raven demanded, leaning in so she was inches away from his nose. She was a lot smaller then him so she had to go up on her tippy-toes in order to look him square in the eyes. Nate sighed, but staid where he was looking back into her blue eyes.

"My father saw us last night." was Nate's reply. Raven stepped back, her back slumped against the fridge door. She looked down as if she was ashamed, and so she should be.

"Oh… I didn't know…" She replied sheepishly.

"It's no problem, what did Mom get you?" Nate replied shrugging it off.

"You know some really expensive clothing, I feel really bad that she'd buy me such stuff." Raven responded.

"Get used to it, she's been dying to buy dresses for a girl for years, and now that she's finally got one, she'll be doing it a lot more." Nate responded.

"I'm not a big fan of dresses." Raven mumbled, Nate smiled,

"Don't tell my mother that that'll break her heart." Nate whispered grabbing two cans of coke out of the fridge and handing one to her.

"Naw, she'd just send me back." Raven replied. Nate looked at her confused and when she noticed his confused look she elaborated. "It's only a trial run, they weren't sure if they wanted me or not, so I'm going through a probation period of sorts. If they don't like me your parents will probably send me back."

Nate nodded, thinking this over.

"No that won't happen."

"Why?"

"'Cause, I like you. I won't let them send you back."

Raven stared at him blankly. No one had ever said that to her before, were things finally going to be different? Maybe with this family, things would finally turn out right.

What a lovely relationship if only you could be as decisive with other girls.

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A couple blocks away two girls were waking up to bright shining mornings, both wanting the same thing. To see Nate.

The blonde woke up and got ready – her and Nate were getting together to help plan a birthday surprise for her best friend and his girlfriend. She didn't take long to get her self all pretty, seeing as she looked beautiful in any state or any article of clothing. She had recently realized how much she loved Nate, coincidently when he confessed to his girlfriend how much he loved her. She had written him a letter to explain her feeling to him, but she was starting doubt that he got it. She had finally decided that she was just going to flat out ask him about it – come hell or high water, she was going to ask – butterflies in her stomach or not.

A Brunette woke up in a not so cheery mood. Her parents were moving her out to California, away from her home, her friends, and her Nate. The only condolence she needed was his arms, and maybe a few hours alone in his room with him… alone… she was getting goose bumps just thinking about it. She got her self up and ready taking her time, wanting to look perfect for her boyfriend, while call his cell phone. Once again he did not pick up. Well if he wasn't going to pick up and talk to her then she'd just go see him. She made her way over to his penthouse and was waiting to cross the street when she saw a familiar blonde head already making her way through the doors. The brunette stopped in the middle of the street, ignoring the honking of the cars. It couldn't be. She had found a letter from that blonde bitch confessing an undying love for her Boyfriend. The brunette growled in anger, and made her way across the street. She was going to make sure her ex-best friend staid away from her boyfriend – no matter what.

Let the claws come out!

Upstairs Raven and Nate were playing with some videogames. Nate had forgotten any previous engagements, enjoying her company even if Raven was beating his ass at his favourite games and had put his phone on silent, not being able to face Blair as of yet. The doorbell rang and Raven ran to answer it, seeing as both of his parents had left. It wasn't until he heard the door open and an unsure

"Hello?"

That he Nate remembered what he was supposed to do that day – but by then it was too late…

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Sorry but I love leaving things on a cliffhanger they're more fun that way.

So I know not a lot happened in this one but it's going to get better I promise.

Thanks to all of those who rated I hoped you all liked it