OMG I am so sorry guys! Writers block really killed me. I know I go too fast, its one of my biggest problems.

Gwen POV

When I woke I was pressed against something. But, that something felt nice and warm so I snuggled up to it. What surprised me is when I felt the something wrap it's arms around me. I looked up at the source of warmth.

It was Nate.

"Oh my-" I whispered and tried to squirm out of his grip. It just made him grip me tighter. It was obvious he wasn't going to let me out. His arm encased my waist and I was using his other arm as a pillow. He was snoring softly and his face was relaxed, he had a small smile on his lips. I hadn't seen Nate this relaxed since forever. I didn't want to wake him.

I'm only doing this for him. Not for me. Though his arms gave me a safe and secure feeling. His chest pressed against my back was a pleasant and warm feeling that made my heart flutter.

No.

I wiggled around and finally woke him.

"Huh? Oh hey, Gwen." He yawned and realized he was holding me. He blushed and his face flushed. "Oh my god! I am so sorry! I didn't mean-"

"Oh, um erm, it-it's fine." My nose turned a bit red. Nate removed his arms from me and the air suddenly felt cold. "So, uh, what time is it?" I said, desperate to change the subject.

"Hmm, uh 9:15." He said, checking his watch.

"Gosh, what are they doing out here? They should be watching us." I stood up and looked around. Nate stood up with me and we started walking.

"What if we get stuck in here, forever." He shook a bit and I rolled my eyes.

"We're not going to be stuck here forever, crybaby."

"I am not a crybaby!"

"Aww, is crybaby mad?" I poked him and chuckled.

"I am NOT a crybaby." His tone made me burst out laughing and I clutched my stomach.

"You are, too!"

"You're a jerk, Gwen." I looked up at him.

"I'm sorry, Nate."

"Apology not accepted." He turned away from me. I grabbed his arm and started to rub my head on his shoulder. "Gwen, w-what are you doing?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I put on a puppy dog face "I'm so sowwy."

"Promise to never make that face again, and I'll forgive you."

I chuckled and let go of his arm. "Will do, Captain!" I trotted through the thick grass.

Nate wiped his head with his sleeve, "Gosh, it's hot out here. Wasn't a raging cold wind blowing a couple minutes out here?!"

"I don't know, Nate. But Auntie's going to kill me if you die." I smiled up at him. "I'd probably be pretty mad at myself, too, if you died."

"Huh?" Nate's cheeks pinked up a bit. Oh, God. Did I say the wrong thing? I looked away from him. "Well, I-I um think, I'd be p-pretty sad if you died, Gwen."

I faced him again and held out my pinky. "Well, then, let's promise, we won't die!" Nate looked a bit shocked but then locked his pinky with mine.

"It's a promise."

Nathaniel's POV

I was just finishing my promise to Gwen when I heard a sarcastic remark come from the bushes.

"A pinky promise, what are you guys, like eight?" That voice could only belong to one redheaded rebel.

"Aww, shush, Castiel. I think it's cute." Another voice emerged from the bushes. Roland's round blue orbs stared at us.

"Roland, Castiel! You came to our rescue!" Gwen hugged Roland and punched Castiel's arm. "I knew somebody would find us."

"Half the student body is looking for you, prepare for a triple serving of detentions." Castiel smirked. I groaned, another mark to my now ruined record. But I really didn't feel that bad. I actually liked spending more time with Gwen. It's weird, but she can make some of my worst days a bit better.

"Castiel, we better not stay here all night. Let's return these two and find that plastic animal." Roland tugged at Castiel's arm.

I held back a laugh. "You guys still haven't found the plastic animal?"

"Hey, I don't see you having anything, Princess." Castiel led us back to the campsite. As expected, we got a killer lecture from all the teachers. We got detention for three days and kitchen cleaning duties. Gwen and I walked back to the bus, along with the rest of the class. A few glares were shot my way and I heard a couple snickers as we passed them. But I just sat down at the back in my seat.

"They really hate us, don't they?" Gwen chuckled as she sat and she glanced at the front of the bus. "Roland's really scoring, right?" She pointed at Roland and Castiel, who were laughing their heads off.

I nodded my head, "Totally." Roland even seemed to make Castiel blush a couple times.

"Hey, let's make a bet." Gwen turned to me. "I bet Roland will have Castiel wrapped around his finger by the end of this month."

I scoffed "As much I'd hate to admit it, Castiel has more willpower than that. This is a stupid bet."

"You scared of losing?"

"No way!"

"Then do it!"

"What do I get if I win?" Gwen put her hand on her chin and thought for a moment and finally said,

"I know, if one of us wins, the other becomes their slave for a day!"

JUNE

"Good morning, Master Nathaniel." Gwen said through gritted teeth. I stared at her, trying not to laugh.

"Erm, Gwen. Uh..heh. Hahaha. Ha,haha." I clutched my stomach.

"It doesn't make it better when you laugh."

"S-sorry, it's just so funny..haha."

"Shut up."

"Uh-uh. Don't say that to your Master." I pursed my lips. "Wow, you suck."

"I do not!" She looked annoyed.

"Well, then do what I say!" I lean back in my chair and put my hands behind my head. "Hmm, I need something to eat."

Gwen put her hands on her hips. "You just ate!" She pointed to the empty bag of junk food. "I swear, how are you so muscular!?" She immediately covered her mouth and I chuckled.

"So you WERE checking me out that day." I smiled, knowing that I was being particularly bold today.

"I certainly was not! It's your fault for being half-naked!" I could see a blush creeping up on her cheeks. "You're being bold today!"

"Of course! Any other day and you would have smacked me silly!"

"Why would you come to conclusion?!"

"Because of what you did to those guys." I answered, then averted my eyes. I knew I was out of line, but I really wanted to know what happened. "How'd you do that, anyway?"

"It's none of your business." Gwen clenched her fists. "Drop it, Nathaniel." I could tell she was angry, so I dropped. The interrogation would have to take place later.

"Like I said, food please!"

A COUPLE DAYS LATER

"Hey Nate, could you grab my agenda? It's in my room." Gwen said as she searched her purse. "I need to see when I have that job interview next week." I nodded and walked to her room. It was a standard room, painted blue and green. She had pictures, but the faces in them were scratched out for some reason. I walked over to her spruce wood desk and traced the lines of her drawers. I searched through the first and second drawers but the agenda wasn't there. When I opened the third drawer, nothing was there but an unlabeled notebook. I picked up the navy blue journal, unsure of whether to open it or not. Curiosity got the best of me and I opened the book to the first page.

Inside were only sketches of black serpents.