(A/N: So chapter 3 uploaded normally without D. Va name errors. Still can't edit Chapter 1/2 because no matter what, FanFiction doesn't save my edits? Even when I reupload them I get the same results :/ Anyways, enjoy this chapter! Of course, I don't own Overwatch)

7:15 PM – West Avenue

…Hana Song, the new girl, didn't just peck me on the cheek, did she? She only met me a day ago, and she's kissing me? I am at an honest loss for words. Hana is either someone who's way too promiscuous, or she falls too hard too easily. I'll definitely have to have a word with her about it tomorrow, and hope that neither Lena or Angela hear about it.

Speaking of Angela, I was slightly worried by the urgency of her call. I never really get calls from her, considering that we're only really friends by association. I keep thinking about what she may need me for, and right as I turn the corner before going into her house, I get two texts. One from Hana. One from Jack.

"From: H. Song

Hey, about what happened when you left. I didn't really know what I was doing. I just felt like it was the right thing to do and I understand if I made you feel uncomfortable. For the time being, let's just forget that it happened and not mention it to anyone, kay?"

Though I am slightly confused, I feel relieved. While I'm flattered that such a beautiful girl seems interested in little old me, it's way too soon for anything to happen.

"At least you were being honest I guess? Look, it must be weird for you being in a new country and all, and that's fine, but don't go rushing into things. I like you Hana, but right now, I like you simply as a friend. Will that change in the future? We will just have to wait and see."

I tap the send button and then go into the text that Jack sent me.

"From: J. Morrison

Hey Jonathan, sorry for not telling you about things up here, I just really haven't had the time to talk with you properly about it. I managed to calm things down with Angela. Hopefully she doesn't hate me too much :/ "

"Just let me know sooner in the future. I'm actually outside Angela's place right now. She said she needed something urgent from me." I say in reply, walking up to her front door. Right as I go to grab the knocker, Jack replies.

"Uh oh. I don't know why but it doesn't sound good, or rather, something doesn't feel right about that situation. Stay sharp, soldier" Jack says back. I look at his words, wondering what he meant by them. With caution in mind, I grabbed the knocker and knocked three times. I hear some fumbling from inside and the door opens to reveal a much… less reserved looking Angela than I am used to seeing. She was wearing a thin, black top with a keyhole which revealed a portion of her rather ample cleavage. Her black denim shorts and black tights were complimented with a black headband.

Angela was certainly more emo looking than usual, that's for sure.

"Ah, Jonathan, good to see you!" she says, beckoning me into her home with that same warm smile she always gives Lena and I when we see her.

"Hey there Angie" I say, walking in, and smiling back. She guides me in through to her living room, which while not as large as Hana's, was still quite large nonetheless.

"So, what's the problem Angie? You said it was urgent" I say with concern creeping into my voice. Angela looks down, then looks back at me, visibly upset.

"I've been talking to Jack…and while we've sorted things out between us, it still…hurts, knowing that he's found someone so quickly." I can see a tear welling in her eyelid. However, Angela is strong, and keeps it back, not wanting her strong persona to falter.

"I just…really wanted to know that you'll be here for me…no matter what I need" she says to me, practically begging me with her eyes.

"Well of course I will! And Lena too! And even Hana! We'll all be here for you!" I say to her, holding her hand tightly to reassure her. She smiles a bit, and despite her best efforts, a single tear falls from her eyes. She inhales deeply, and looks at me with determination.

"I was thinking of having a party here this weekend, since my parents are away. Will you help me set it up and organise it? If I got Lena to help everything would be disorganised, and I would feel awkward asking Hana. Please Jonathan?" she puts on her puppy dog eyes that use to absolutely enamour Jack when the two of them were dating. She didn't need to do it on me though.

"Yeesh, you're quite the devil aren't you? Are you sure this is what you would call 'urgent'?" I say, laughing slightly. She laughs back at me.

"Well it's certainly not the conventional type of urgent. I did need to get you over here somehow though, I had no other choice really." She says, smiling softly. I stand up and look at the clock. 7:45 already. It was getting pretty late, and mom would probably be getting worried any minute now.

"Listen Angie, I gotta go now but, it was good chatting to you. It feels like it's been forever since just the two of us have really even talked" I say to her, heading towards the door.

"I feel the same way. Thank you again for agreeing to help me out with the party. With your help, it should be a success." She says, a tone of relief coming over her voice. I open the door and wave at Angela with a smile, and she returns the favour.

8:10PM – Jonathan's House

I return home and open up Twitch to try and catch D. Va's stream. Luckily for me, she was still online (Lena had to find a new time to stream due to this as she felt as though streaming whilst D. Va was streaming was a useless gesture). She had just finished a campaign match in Starcraft 1 Remastered, and was combing through her stats and settings. Since this was practically downtime for D. Va, I decided to look back at the text that Hana sent a while. I'm surprised that she hasn't actually responded back to what I said. I hit the reply button and typed out;

"Hey, Angie's holding a party this weekend. You want to come?"

I tap the send button and the second I do, I hear a strange noise coming from the livestream.

"*sigh* AFK. I got a text guys, BRB!" exclaims D. Va in an annoyed yet still somewhat chirpy tone. I guess that the noise I heard must've been the vibrations of D. Va's phone (which must be pretty fucking strong to be picked up by her microphone). I get a reply from Hana a few moments later.

"Ehm, sure I guess. Lemme know more in school tomorrow. I'm kinda busy r/n :/"

I sigh a small breath and then turn my attention back to the stream.

"Sorry about that. Let's get back into the action! I'm gonna really try to raise my APM in this next game~!"

The chat erupted with the typical "omg yasss" "d. va pls marry me" and "yeah fuck 'em up!" comments. I chirped in with my usual "Give it your best shot and don't give up!" comment. I knew that she wouldn't really care but in my eyes, it's nice to get it out there and show support because after all, without the fans, D. Va wouldn't be where she is today. The stream continues throughout the night, finishing around 11:30PM. After going offline, I went to bed, finally being able to get some rest after a fun, tiring and bizarre day.

The Next Day – 11:00 AM – McCree's Classroom, Royal Winstonian Academy

"Now, there may be rumours going around about a class trip to Tokyo next week, and y'all would be correct in yer assumptions. Now don't worry, the school has funded it all, y'all just gotta bring money for food n' that." McCree says, spouting it in his usual cowboy accent. Excitement can be felt across the whole class, and I can't blame them. It's a trip to Japan! Such a far cry from the suburbs that I'm used to here. McCree continues his speech.

"Now, y'all are gonna be put into groups of four, and wouldn't you know it Bigshot, you've been put in a group with your three chums." He says, giving me a smirk. I look at him in confusion, but deep down I'm glad that I'll be spending time abroad with Angela, Lena and Hana…

…but not Jack.

I take in a small breath to quell the sadness brewing within me. This is something that Jack would've loved to have come with us on, and it's a shame that we couldn't go together. McCree interrupts my thoughts with another announcement.

"When we return, we're gonna have another new student joining our here posse. She's coming in from France or somethin' like that, and I won't even try pronouncing her name until she comes into the class. I don't know why she's joining us instead of a private school because she's from quite the family accordin' to this…

…

…

wait why am I telling y'all this?" ponders McCree, scratching his head as he looked at the paper, slightly confused. I could feel the whole class rolling their eyes at his stupidity. How he became a teacher is beyond any sort of comprehendible thought at this stage. I glance over at Hana to my right, who's seemingly fallen asleep.

"Ms. Song, don't tell me the reason yer sleeping is because yer still jetlagged?" questioned McCree. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who'd noticed Hana falling asleep. She jolts awake and murmurs out something like "uhnno" to which McCree retorts "try to stay awake, young lady". Hana nods with a dopey, tired yet cute expression on her face as she lets out a little yawn and rubs her eyes. She peeks over at me and quickly glances towards Angela in front of me, cheeks redder than ever. Something tells me that the next week or so is going to be one hell of a time. Angela's party, the Japan trip, and the French student. It's a lot to take in, and most people in school are still buzzing about Hana Song. I'm tempted to close my eyes for a few minutes, but McCree has a deadeye for kids falling asleep in class. I do my best to stay awake until lunch time, hoping that the coming weeks are gonna be as exciting as they sound.

12:00 PM – McCree's Class

"It's High Noon" claimed McCree, which was met with groans from across the classroom. Angela immediately turns her chair around and grabs a notepad and pen.

"Okay Jonathan, let's get some details sorted. What time should we start it at?"

"Ehm, 7:30?" I say, slightly taken aback by how quickly Angela had turned around and shifted into Party work mode.

"Okay. Music?"

"Ehm, just whatever is trending I guess. Try and get a few classics in there too. People love to dance to old shit when they're shitfaced."

"Okay. How many people?"

"Well, since we don't want the house to get totalled, how about 30-40? I mean, basically just our class"

"That's fine with me. Is there anything else we may need to sort?"

"I can supply alcohol if needs be, and for food try get some Doritos and Dip. They're boring but everyone will eat them" Hana looks over at us at the mentioning of the word Doritos. Clearly, she must have some kind of admiration for them.

"Good, Good. Please come over after school tomorrow them for us to set everything up. I'll have the music playlist sorted out by then." Angela says with a smile, closing her notebook. As I looked over at Hana again who gave me a light smile, I realised something.

I really, really couldn't wait for this party tomorrow.

(A/N: APM means "Actions Per Minute" from what I've heard. Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed that chapter. Sorry it took a while but I've been dying with a cold. We're beginning to see Jonathan's personality develop a bit more and we get a little bit of Insight into Angela and her relationship with both Jonathan and Jack. Hana of course, is a complete mystery to Jonathan still. Next Episode of Trapped in the Heart of a Gamer: "Hana Song! Gets Drunk with the Gang")