Welcome back to Family Game-

What? Oh yeah, this FF... Oops!

It's been a while since I (Staind reference not intended, but I hope the song got stuck in your head as it did mine.) got a chapter up. I'll try to get 8 out ASAP, as an apology.

New chapter, I don't own MCL, yada yada yada. Enjoy the story!


Nathaniel POV

"Melody, I'm sorry, I am just too busy for something like that... And besides, I think you are an amazing friend." I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance as I talked. Did she really think I liked her like that?

She sighed and looked almost tearful as she excused herself.

"Wait, Melody!" I called out as she turned the corner at the doorway.

She immediately turned around, a hopeful gleam in her eyes. "Yes?"

"I almost forgot to tell you we have a meeting after the 5th period..."

Melody said, "oh," almost inaudibly and left, heading to the girls' restrooms.

Just then the new girl walked in. I can't remember her name at the moment... My memory has become pretty fuzzy ever since the principal made me help with homecoming celebrations. It has really been stressing me out.

"Hey, N-Nathaniel!" She greeted cheerfully, if not slightly hesitantly.

I stood up and said, "Hello! What can I do for you?"

She giggled nervously and then slowly spoke. "Well... My schedule sort of... Um... G-Got destroyed... And... I kind of need-d a new one..."

"Don't worry, I can print you out a new one. What's your last name?" I asked, turning towards the computer and logging on.

"R-Rothry."

I wonder why she's stuttering so much, I mused as I searched through the files until I found her schedule.

Chelsea Rothry, I read. So her name is Chelsea... I pressed the print button, and just as I was about to close the files, I noticed a small note with her name on it.

"It appears you are missing a signature..." I said.

She cocked her head to the side and asked, "What did you say? The printer was going off and I didn't hear you..."

"You're missing a parental signature," I repeated. "You can take the paper home for them to sign, or you can have them come here... It doesn't matter."

The printer pushed out the unfinished form and only when I turned around to give it to her did I notice she was about to cry.

Crap! What did I do wrong?

Then it hit me. Chelsea... She's the girl whose parents died in a car accident...

"Chelsea, I'm sorry... I had no id-"

She cut me off with, of all things, a hug. I was caught incredibly off guard, and even if I had actually been ready for this, I would still have no idea what to do. Eventually, I felt like I should do something to comfort her, so I loosely put my arms around her, patting her back ever so slightly.

It was awkward... well, to me, at least.

Why are girls so... I didn't know how to finish the thogu

Finally, she let go and wiped her eyes. Thankfully, she hadn't put any makeup on that morning.

"It's fine... I will get my aunt to sign it and b-bring it back tom-morrow..." She picked up the incomplete form that I had dropped in my surprise and left the room.


How can I make it up to her?

I had been thinking about this all through of my classes, and then…

Got it!

Standing up, I put away the papers I had been working on and quickly left the room, heading for the Dollar Shop. I had some extra time before my next class, as I had eaten lunch early, and the pros and cons of offering chocolate milk at the cafeteria can wait.

I hurried to the store, and once there, I found it easy to find my things.

"Hi, Nathaniel!" Louis called out from behind the desk as I turned around the aisle.

I smiled and said, "Hello!" I was a frequent here, as he sold folders, binders, and pens relatively cheap.

He rung up my items. "Is this for anybody?" Louis asked, pointing to the merchandise.

"Well… You could say it's a surprise for someone…" I answered and paid.

A knowing smile crossed his face as I waved goodbye, took the plastic bag, and left.

I got back to the school just before the bell rang. I had enough time to put the bag in my locker before sliding into my desk. The teacher didn't say a word about it.


"Violette!" I called out.

The purple-headed girl turned around, searching for whoever called her name. When she saw me, she immediately walked to me, against the flow of students.

She stared at her feet and said, "Y-yes?"

"Could you do me a favor?"

Violette nodded and finally decided to look at me. "What is it?"

"You know how to sew, right?" At her nod, I continued. "Do you think you could make a stuffed animal for me?"

A ghost of a smile touched her lips as she nodded again.

I was relieved. "Well, I have all the stuff here, and…"

She took the bag and headed towards a table. Once there, she sat down and started cutting the fabric. "May I ask who this is for?"

I sat down across from her and said, "I sort of messed something up with Chelsea, and I wanted to say sorry…"

Smiling a bit more, Violette finished the toy and showed it to me. A little colorful bear was in her hands. She put the remaining fabric and tools in the bag and gave it to me along with the stuffed bear.

"It's perfect. Thank you, Violette!" I walked back into the school, after waving goodbye to the shy girl.

Once inside the Student Council Room, I saw Chelsea and Melody talking to each other. Chelsea turned around and saw me.

"I was just looking for you!" She said. I noticed she was holding something behind her back. Melody soon left, glaring at me from behind the blonde girl's back.

"Why were you looking for me?" I asked, curious.

She took out a small, stuffed cat from behind her back and then meekly said, "Well, you were l-looking kind of st-tressed and I wanted-d to make you f-feel better!"

I smiled. "Did Violette help you make it?"

"Yes… How did you know?" She asked, bewildered.

I showed her the stuffed bear. "I wanted to say sorry for earlier today…"

Chelsea's eyes lit up and she took it from my hand, putting the cat in its place.

"Thank you Nathaniel!"

I rubbed the back of my head and chuckled, "It's really no big deal…"

She hugged the bear and then left the room.

Kind of awkward, exchanging toys… I thought as I looked at the cat. But it was really kind of sweet, noticing that I was so busy.

I sat down and put the cat beside my papers, beginning to work.


"NATHANIEL!"

I ran downstairs and quickly answered my father with a, "Yes, sir."

"What the bloody hell is this?!" His face was red as he held up my stuffed cat that Chelsea had given me earlier that day.

Oh no. "That's-It's nothing, sir," I answered as calmly as I could.

"Nothing? My son owning fucking gay items is nothing?!"

I winced. "Sir, I will get rid of it at once."

He threw the toy on the ground and walked up to me. Before I could dodge, he had grabbed me shoulders in a vice-like grip, his fingernails digging into my skin. "Look me in the eye."

My muscles were tensed and hurt from his hands, but I managed to pick my head up and meet his eyes.

"If I see that or anything else like it ever again, you will be punished. Do you understand?"

I nodded, too much in pain to say anything.

"Get out of my sight, you fucking brat." He growled.

Grabbing my bag and picking up the cat, I started for my room. While going up the stairs, I noticed Amber standing beside my father with a large smile on her face.


CHELSEA POV

Sitting down on the bench, I started on my sandwich. I had skipped breakfast that morning and it was love at first bite. I was in heaven.

That is until the demon spawn of hell itself showed up.

"Well, if it isn't Miss Mood Swing!" Castiel called out as he exited the school.

My face unwillingly morphed into a grimace as I saw him.

He sat down next to me and took some of my fries.

"Hey!" I snapped, swatting his hand.

He shrugged, stuffed them in his mouth (EW!), and then said, "It's not like a skinny girl like you could eat all of that."

I glared at him and scooted away so he couldn't reach my food.

"Why are you here anyway?" I asked, my tone annoyed.

"Well, your aunt told me to watch you, so if I'm gonna baby you, might as well have fun with it." With that said, Castiel started squishing my face, saying, "Oh, look at the widdle girl!" and, "What? Is that a tooth I see? Congrats!"

I pushed him away and growled, "Your hands reek, you fucking idiot!" They smelled like cigarettes, which was probably what he was doing before he came to me.

"Whatever you say, ironing board."

I want to wipe that stupid smirk off his stupid face.

I put my tray to the side (away from Castiel) and pulled some of my homework out of my bag.

"Why are you doing homework here?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks to you I have to redo it!"

"That was your fault."

"MY fault? Yeah, it's MY fault that your dog chewed up my homework and my schedule!" I snorted angrily and fished out a pencil.

With his trademark smirk on his face, he answered, "Demon attacks anything moving, and it just so happens that moving thing was your shit. You know, the shit that wouldn't have been moving if YOU had zipped up your backpack?"

I started to shoot a comeback, but I stopped. He got me.

"Cat got your tongue?" Castiel asked, then continued, "Don't worry, girls are usually speechless around me."

I stuff the papers back in my bag, picked up my mostly empty tray, and stood up. "You must be really damn stupid if you think I am impressed, or even interested by you." With a final glare, I stomped back into the school, not before hearing him mumble, "Whatever you say, little girl."


"You fucking whore!"

I turned around to see the blonde bitch, only this time, her lackeys were nowhere to be seen. She stomped up to me (it was actually pretty funny to watch) and pushed me up against the locker's.

"What is it this time, Wicked Witch?" I asked calmly.

She let go of me, only to flip her hair. "My brother got in trouble, thanks to that stupid toy you gave him."

I felt bad for Nathaniel, because I wanted to help him, not hurt him with the stuffed animal. But besides, the worst he got was probably being grounded. And I don't even think the poor kid gets out much anyway.

"I will talk to him later." I was struggling to keep a straight face.

Slamming me into the lockers again, she said, "No, you won't. You won't talk him, look at him, or think of him AT ALL."

I winced. My back was really starting to hurt. "It's not like Miss Pretty Princess can reinforce this," I answered.

"Oh really?" With that, she punched me in the nose.

Blood started to flow freely. "Ow!" I yelped as the searing pain began to spread out across my face.

She took her arm back for another one, but just then, someone intervened.

"Get away from her, Amber, before I bitch-slap all of that makeup right off your face!"

We both turned to look at the girl. She had bright silver hair and piercing yellow eyes. I don't know which was more striking.

Once seeing her, Amber stepped away from me. With a humph, the blonde went on her way.


Ugggh this chapter is just so... Broken up! I am not proud of all the skips.

Though it is at least twice as long as normal chapters.

As you can see, I had a Nathaniel POV.

It's pretty obvious that this is not going along with the game... Hehe, sorry.

And if you guys have any better ideas for chapter names than mine, please let me know. I have a terrible time naming them and I bet you can come up with something better.