A/N: Thank you to everyone for your feedback! Here's Chapter 4. (Please note, I'm writing this at my mom's house, so there may be errors. Sorry!)

IV

"Thanks for saving me…" Liana looked away as Claude led her out of the gym. "I'm sorry. I should've been paying more attention."

"It's no trouble, Liana." Claude smiled, looking at Liana, who seemed to be observing a monarch butterfly. "Do you like butterflies?"

"Oh. Well, yeah." Liana admitted, admiring the orange wings until the butterfly flew out of sight. "They're pretty. Don't you think so?"

"Yes, I do." Claude looked at Liana's eyes. "Very pretty." He wasn't referring to the butterflies, though. Liana smiled.

"I'm glad." She said in a soft voice. Claude opened the door to the classroom for Liana. "Thank you." She gave a polite nod as she passed him. Looking around, she saw the classroom was empty. "Do you have a class this period?"

"No." Claude said, closing the door.

"Ah, so it's like, a break or something." Liana felt embarrassed as she got no response. "N-Nevermind. Sorry." She felt the feeling of embarrassment grow as Claude remained quiet. He's judging me now. She thought despairingly. God, I wish I could just drop down dead right now.

"Don't say that." Claude said, a shocked look on his face.

"Say what?" Liana snapped her head around to look at him.

"Don't wish you were dead." Claude wrapped his arms around her in a hug. Liana stood there, stiff.

"Please don't tell me you can hear my thoughts now…" Liana whimpered as Claude pulled away.

"Then I won't." Claude smiled at what vaguely resembled a joke. Liana sighed in frustration.

"God… Is there anything else I should know before I jump off a roof in pure irritation?" Liana crossed her arms. Claude frowned at the image of his mate killing herself out of frustration.

"First off," Claude said, almost losing himself to his own frustration. "I would never let you do that anways. Second, as a demon's mate, you will soon learn that we will eventually be connected in almost every way." Liana cried out.

"Oh, come on!" She threw her arms up. Claude smirked at Liana's reaction. She was just so amusing sometimes. Liana frowned. "Why are you smiling?" She asked, only slightly irritated.

"Nothing, my dear." Claude gently took Liana's face in his hands. "So beautiful."

"Claude…?" Liana began shivering. Claude leaned in closer. "Claude, you're scaring me…" Claude paused, then leaned in to whisper into Liana's ear.

"Night into day." He whispered to a confused and slightly frightened Liana. "Salt into sugar, and hatred into admiration." He gently kissed her ear. "That's what makes your mate." Liana blushed as the bell rang. Claude pulled away, smirked. "You'd best go to your next class."

"Yeah…" Liana stood quickly and left.

What the fuck was that all about? Liana thought as she moved to History. She then quickly reminded herself that Claude could hear her thoughts now. She quickly looked at two boys, one of which was teasing his friend that he was going to push the other off the railing. So stupid. She thought, she wasn't referring to the boys, though.

Is everything alright? She heard Claude's voice in her head and nearly had a panic attack in the hall.

What the fuck? She screamed internally, running to the History classroom. Get out of my head!

As you wish.

"Liana?" She looked up to see Maryanne, looking concerned and confused.

"Hey, Mary!" Liana forced a smile.

"Are you okay?" Maryanne asked her friend as Liana walked inside.

"Yep!" Liana lied. "Everything's fine."

"Are you sure?" Maryanne raised an eyebrow. Liana wasn't normally this nervous.

"Totally!" Maryanne sighed. If there was something wrong, Liana was definitely not going to tell her.

"Whatever." The bell rang as Maryanne and Liana took their seats.

Maryanne had always been comparing herself to other people. The random couples in the hall, the honors students, and even the girl who'd been her best friend since elementary school. Especially Liana.

Liana always seemed so perfect, with her light-blue eyes, her curly brown hair, her pale skin, and even her small bust was perfect. Okay, maybe not that perfect. Maryanne thought as she struggled to pay attention. I mean, hell! I'm bigger than her! And damnit! I get better grades than her! She looked around the room for anyone giving her odd looks. Good, no mind readers.

Maryanne sighed quietly. I'm a senior in high school. I'm 18 years old and yet I've never had my first kiss. She looked at Liana. She's probably had at least one boyfriend…

"Hey, Liana." Maryanne walked up to Liana after class.

"Hey, Maryanne." Liana smiled, the thought of Claude long out of her mind. "What's up?"

"I was wondering…" Maryanne paused. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?" Liana laughed.

"No way!" She grinned at her friend. "You know I'm not good enough for anyone!"

"As if!" Maryanne protested. "You're pretty as all hell!"

"Aw, shucks!" Liana smiled, waving her hand.

"Hey, Liana." Maryanne spoke after some silence. "What do you think of Mr. Faustus?"

"That guy?" Liana did her best to act like nothing was up. "He's alright I guess. He gives pretty hard homework though, I can tell you that much!"

"Well, it is Physics!" Maryanne laughed, smiling as she stopped at her locker. "One more class to go!"

"Yep!" Liana nodded. "See you!"

I'm 'alright'? Claude asked teasingly.

Shut up.

A/N: And that was Chapter 4! It seems Maryanne is starting to get jealous of Liana. But what for? Let me know! Sorry for the short chapter! Hope you enjoyed! (Special thanks to my friend, V, for helping me with ideas!)