A/n: Okay I gave up on the 15 review thing. so here's the next chapter! this one was written by me! I only own Cam, Natt and Deanna. No one else... unfourtunatly... :'(


Chapter four: Natt

I walked slowly, and reluctantly, toward Deanna. My brother, Cam, was already by our miester's side. "Deanna are you okay?" Cam asked urgently. I sighed. Cam is totally obsessed with her. Well, not like most guys are in the room. Cam liked her for her personality. The personality she has only showed us.

Deanna nodded and pushed him away. "I'm fine." She snarled. What had he done to make her so mad? Cam could tell she didn't want to talk about it so he stayed silent. I pitted him in a way. He loved her but he never would tell her. Deanna was good at hiding her true emotions, showing only her emotionless outer shell. Because she was so good at concealing emotions, she could manipulate people to believe that the emotions she showed were true.

But we could both tell. She wasn't faking it. She was truly pissed. After I thought it Deanna was ambushed by the boys. Both Cam and I could tell she couldn't handle that at the moment. For a split second we could see her true emotions. Those emotions were fear and sadness which were quickly replaced with a non-caring look. Her barriers were set up again. What did happen out there?

We both knew that if anything happened she might crack and kill the lot of them so we tried to fight the boys off. Deanna growled and started pushing through the mob of crazed fan-boys though no matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't get through. That's when she got violet. She started punching and kicking. The Boys were flying in all directions. After she had sent the boys flying she stormed over to her seat, growling and muttering something about 'damn boys.'

I walked toward my seat. "Ruined the moment, dammit. Just when I was gonna…." I mumbled, pissed off. "You were gonna what, Natt?" Deanna asked, her fake emotion was anger but the tone in her voice was curious. I looked down. "Oh nothing…. It was nothing Deanna."

"Thinking about her?" she asked, motioning down the rows of seats to Maka. My eyes widened and I looked down again. "O-of course not Deanna! I… uh…"

She smirked, clearly amused by this. "I saw what you were doing when I walked in Natt." She said. "Oh…" I said. How long was she standing there? "What? Does she embarrass you Natt?" she asked, loud enough for Maka to hear her. "N-no! Of course not!" I objected, feeling my blood rushing to my face. She laughed. "Then why are you blushing, lover boy? You must be embarrassed by her."

"No! Maka doesn't embarrass me!" I said, trying to get her to stop. But, lucky for me, she kept going. Just great.

"Apparently that's not true. Maybe… your just using her." She suggested, smirking. I could hear footsteps behind me. The amusement in Deanna's eyes grew when I heard the footsteps and she shot me a wicked grin. "Use her? For what? I mean the only thing I like about her is how strong she is! Is that what you wanted to hear?" I asked, reaching my breaking point. Deanna has pissed me off before but never this much. "No. It's not." Maka said from behind me. I turned around. "Maka! I didn't mean that!"

Deanna was grinning like the Cheshire cat. She was getting way too much amusement from my pain. "Apparently that's not true Natt, or else you wouldn't have said those hurtful things about Maka." She said with fake concern. I opened my mouth to say something smartass like back to her but I froze. She was right. If I never meant it I wouldn't have said it. "Maka…" I turned to her, "I'm sorry." Maka snarled and hit me over the head with a book. "Yeah right" With that she ran out of the room. I stared after her, fighting the urge to run after her. I heard quiet laughing form behind me. I turned and glared at Deanna who, when she saw my face, laughed even harder. "What the hell Deanna?" I snarled. "OH god Natt…" She laughed, "The look on your face… it was priceless! I can't believe you like her! You could do so much better then that!"

I growled, then I stopped and thought about it. If I tried to tell her otherwise it would just make her tease me even more. I really wanted her to shut up, but how? Then I got an idea. "Better, huh? Someone like you, Deanna?" She looked at me, caught off guard by what I said, but she recovered quickly and a cocky smile appeared on her face. "You could say that." She said. Damn! It wasn't working how I planned it to. But it could still work. "Oh. I see how it is, Deanna." Her smile faltered. "Oh do you now? Enlighten me then"

"You're jealous" I stated. Her eyes widened, her smirk faltering then disappearing completely. "That is definitely not true!" she screamed. It was working! "Really? I know you are jealous of Maka, Deanna." I said. She growled. "Why would I be jealous of her? I mean she's not the prettiest girl here, y'know. And stop acting like you're the greatest catch here, dumbass. I even think that Black*Star kid is sexier then you." She smirked as groups of boys muttered things that just proved her point.

I sighed. "Your just jealous of Maka because I would spend more time with her." Deanna growled. "Shut up Natt. I don't give a damn what you do in your free time. I don't like you like that. Never have. Never will, so get the fuck over it." I sighed, knowing she wasn't done making fun yet so I pulled out my back-up plan. My back-up plan was something I never used… until now. There are only two ways to make Deanna shut up. Make her sad and make her feel guilty. My back-up plan did both. I just hope she won't hate me after this is all over.

"Deanna…" I said quietly, "Please stop." She looked at me like I was crazy. "Why should I? You've pissed me off Natt!" I sighed. "Deanna, what would your mother say if she saw you like this?" Her eyes widened and started to shimmer as tears were forming in them. Crap… am I going too far? She looked down. "D-don't bring her into this." She choked out, sounding like she was going to cry. "Why not, Deanna? She is your mom. Do you hate her?" Her head jerked up, tears spilling out of her eyes. "STOP IT! JUST STOP!" She yelled. "I… I hate you Natt!" she screamed, running out of the class. Cam walked away from the group of kids he was talking to and looked at me then at the door. "What the hell did you do or say to her?"

I looked down. "I didn't mean to go that far…" I whispered. Cam sighed, hitting me in the back of the head. "Yeah, okay. Just apologize."

"Fine…" I stood. "Are you going to apologize?" Cam asked. I shook my head. "No. I'm going after Maka." Cam sighed. "Her weapon went after her after she ran out. Your about 5 minutes late."

"Dammit!" I growled. I needed to talk to Maka. I could care less about Deanna at the moment. That Soul dude was going to steal Maka from me.