AN:

Wow, people actually seem to like this story. O.O I guess I'll try to update it as much as I can. But school just started, I'm in Marching Band, and I'm doing a play. So…

Disclamer: Death Note belongs to Ohba and Obata, as do Matt, Mello, L, Light, Misa, Takada, Wedy, Aiber, Mikami and Near. BB belongs to NISIOISIN. Jeanne, Helena, and No belong to me.

Chapter 2: Scars

"Jeanne!" I yelled, "I'm home!"

"Okay!" My sister yelled back, "How was school!?"

"Good! I'm having a friend over!"

"Beyond, L, Light, No, or Helena!"

"None of them! I have a new friend!"

"Really?!" she entered the kitchen, "I thought you were socially deprived!"

I rolled my eyes, "I'm not that bad. Just look at Near."

"Oh yeah."

"Oh, and Beyond said he liked her hair better black."

She blushed, "Shut up! I was going to dye it back! Don't give me shit about it!"

I laughed, "Love ya sis!"

I left the room and immediately my face fell. I trudged up to my room and collapsed on the bed.

"Dammit," I muttered and rolled over to face my bedside table. I dug around in the drawers until I found a blade from a pencil sharpener I took apart. I rolled up the leg of my shorts until my scars showed. I traced over them with the blade until they opened up again. Soon the word 'Freak' was visible on my thigh.

"I hate this," I whispered, tears starting to come through, and tossed the blade back into the open drawer. I curled up on my side and decided to just wait until Matt got here.

"Rise and shine sleeping beauty!" Someone dumped water on my head.

"Wha – " I sat up and looked around. Matt was standing next to my bed holding a half-empty water bottle.

"What the hell?!" I shouted and threw my pillow at him.

"You're a really heavy sleeper," He caught the pillow and threw it back at me, hitting me in the head.

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes, "What do you wanna do?"

He shrugged, "Got any video games?"

"Hell yes. But I don't have Rainbow Ponies in Paradise 3."

"Dude! Really? But the graphics are so much better!"

"Damn! If only I had enough money…and dignity to actually buy it."

We simultaneously burst out laughing.

"Wow, we are idiots!" I said, "So are we going to play video games or what?"

"Sure! What games do you have?"

"I'll show you!" I took his hand and dragged him out of my room and down the stairs to the TV room.

He immediately spotted the video games and ran over to them. It took him about 5 minutes to decide what to play (he talked to himself the entire time). He finally handed over the game to me.

"Halo Wars?" I asked, "I took you as a Final Fantasy person."

"I like all games!" he exclaimed and dragged me to the TV. I got the game set up on my Xbox 360 and threw a controller at him, hitting him on the shoulder.

"Ooowww," he whined, dramatically rubbing his shoulder.

"Damn, you're hyper," I commented, selecting the mode for the game.

He killed me within 5 minutes. I stared at him in disbelief and he smirked.

We spent an hour playing until I finally beat him. But I died 26 more times.

"Finally!" I exclaimed.

"Let's do something else," Matt said.

"You're just mad 'cause I beat you."

"No. We have homework to do."

"You're angry!"

"Homework!"

"Angry!"

"Homework!"

"Angry!"

He shoved me like the 5-year-olds we were. I pushed him on the floor, but he dragged me down with him. We rolled around, trying to punch each other, until my head hit a table leg.

"Ow! What the – "

Then I noticed our position – me straddling Matt's waist and holding his wrists above his head in an effort to make him stop punching me. Our heads were an inch or two apart; therefore our lips were, too. My eyes met his and we both flushed red and jumped away from each other.

"So, uh," I said, breaking the awkward silence that followed, "How about starting on our homework."

"Sure, okay," Matt replied. He practically ran to the kitchen and I walked upstairs. He joined me in my room later, holding his backpack.

"European History?" he asked, looking at the ground.

"Sure," I choked out.

We sat at my desk and shared my textbook. It was silent except for one of us asking the other about something we didn't understand, which was rare. When we finished, we looked at each other awkwardly.

"Physics?" we asked at the same time, which got a smile out of me and a chuckle out of Matt.

"Why not?" We once again said at the same time. Both of us laughed and the tension was broken.

It took forever to get our homework done because we kept making 'That's What She Said' jokes.

"How the Hell does that make sense?!" I asked about the joke he just made.

"Well, if you're gay – " he started.

"Is this going to be offensive?" I asked, "If it is, don't bother."

He rolled his eyes, "Everything's offensive now."

"Psh."

"Psh? What the Hell is that?"

"It's my unnecessary sound effect."

"Unnecessary sound effects are actually needed in everyday conversation."

"Totally."

…

Awkward silence

…

"Awkward silence – " Matt started.

"Say anything about a gay baby, you die," I threatened.

"Why are you so touchy about the gay thing?" he asked.

"Because I am gay."

"Oh, uh, okay."

Shit, I freaked him out.

"So am I."

I knew I should have – WHAT?!

"What?" I looked at him and he nodded.

"Straight as a rainbow," he said.

"Oh, okay," I smiled, "Cool."

We finished our homework in silence and Matt left.

AN: That was an extremely horrible chapter. I'm so sorry. I have no excuse. Except writer's block. That's my excuse.