Chapter 1: Mark
Raven slowly walked in the tower after a night out. No one had known Raven was gone. They were all playing video games or doing something to keep them busy. Raven had been sneaking out of the tower many nights now. Four in a row to be exact. It was because of a boy she had met at the park where she meditated. He had asked her if she was into world peace and things like that and she had said yes. For once, she felt as if there was someone who actually understood her dark ways. Mark was the boy's name. He wore black often. Raven felt comfortable around him, as he shared darkness like she did. It was a rainy Wednesday night. Raven scuttled up the stairs and rushed into her room. She silently got into bed after a tiring day.
Dingalingaling! My alarm clock rang. Dingalingaling!
"Shut up!" I yelled at it. I picked it up and threw it against the wall.
"What was that?" Robin asked through the wall.
"Nothing," I said.
"Ok…" he said nervously. I pulled my head up and looked around my dark room.
"Maybe I should ad a window! I can barely see!" I murmured to myself. I walked down to breakfast in my black robe.
"Hi, friend Raven!" Starfire's cheery voice rang in my ears.
"Hello, Starfire," I said in my usual gothic voice. The phone rang as I sat down. "I'll get it!" I cried and ran for the phone.
"Hello?" I asked as I picked up the phone and ran into the bathroom.
"Hi, Raven. It's Mark," the voice said.
"Hi Mark!" I said happily.
"Hi. Um, will you go to the dark new café with me for lunch?" he asked.
"I'd love to!" I said in a cheery tone I never use.
"Ok! I'll meet you there at 1:30!" he said and we hang up. I stood in the bathroom for a minute, thinking about the date. Then I just put the phone away and went back to breakfast.
"Who was it?" Beast Boy asked.
"Advertiser." I replied quickly. They couldn't know about Mark.