A/N: There was no note last time! Yeah, I wasn't home until reeeeeeaaaaallllyyyyy late last night, and I didn't want to type at 11pm, so I had my friend upload the chapter, instead of me, at almost midnight. So I guess I'll have to do a good and a bad today!

I'm gonna miss my friends. They're like the chocolate in a s'mores. Not exactly necessary, but they make the dang thing worth it! And some are sweet, some are bitter, but they're all awesome! Just like my friends~

I will not miss my high school. At. ALL. I hate the principal with a passion. And if anyone would like to save 2,000 teenagers from oppression, come talk to me.

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Alfred's eyes jumped from Natalia's face to the steak knife by her arm and back. Her dark blue eyes were cold and watched him with the dark amusement of a lion watching its prey. Her mouth was set in a scowl. Alfred's eyes went back to the knife.

When she spoke, he cringed, expecting fire to spew from her throat. Instead, he winced at the noise, sounding like nails clawing at a chalk board. He shuddered and dragged his gaze away from the sharp utensil.

"Um…what?"

He jumped when her arm twitched closer to the knife and his hands clamped onto the edge of the table to keep from bolting.

"How did you come to meet Big Brother?"

"Um…M-Mattie – I-I mean my b-brother – h-he's friends with Ivan…"

Her eyes narrowed and he wondered what Matthew knew of her. "I know Matthew." Now he wondered what she knew of him.

He swallowed. "A-and we ran i-i-into each other at a store….h-he sits behind m-me in physics…"

"And you just started talking to him one day?"

He nodded. He glanced up, wondering if the restaurant had turned the air on yet.

"Just suddenly?"

He checked the time in the clock hanging on the wall behind the psychotic woman. His heart stopped. Had it really been only ten minutes since they got here? Alfred reluctantly forced his gaze back to Natalia and nodded again.

The food came then, and Alfred felt relief wash over him. He immediately felt more comfortable staring at the burger and fries instead of the stone cold face across from him.

He was halfway through his dinner when he felt a burning sensation on his forehead. He swallowed and tried to keep himself from hyperventilating as he slowly raised his eyes.

Alfred yelped and jumped in his seat, almost knocking it over, when his eyes landed on the cold, unblinking, indigo stare.

Has she been looking at me the entire time? Oh God I bed she has and- he spotted the knife, now in her hand –OhmyGod I'm going to die. He struggled to take in a breath.

Natalia didn't seem to mind Alfred's panic as she calmly took a bite of her steak. She placed her silverware on her plate.

"I will say this as simply as I can, so your miniscule brain can understand."

Someone please save me.

"I love my brother very much."

I'll treat Mattie better; I'll even stop pretending to not notice him when he starts getting annoying. I'll…well, I won't go on a diet but I'll drink diet soda. I will try harder in school You hear that God? Now save me!

"I will personally make sure nothing happens to him."

Fine. Kill me. You don't even have to save me.

"You have heard the rumor of the dead girlfriend?" Alfred shuddered and she smiled. It made his skin crawl. "So you have heard? Good. Keep that in mind."

He glanced at the clock again. A half hour. How much longer would this have to go on?

The waiter came over and Natalia ordered desert. She turned back to Alfred when he left with the order and continued with her earlier rant, but the words were lost on him. Alfred was in his own world, where he was anywhere but at that table.