~Raven's POV~

There were three of them. New boys who endangered the hearts of most of the girls in my high school. I watched in boredom while all of the girls in my class sighed and giggled and gossiped about how cute they were. the whole thing disgusted me. High school should be banned. I mean all it is is putting a bunch of hormonal teenagers of the opposite sex in the same building. Can anyone else spot a bad idea when they see one? Because i can. And high school seems like a bad plan.

"Raven will show you around. Raven?" I hate my name. My parents decided it would be cute to name me after my jet black hair. Raven colored hair. Raven. How cute. I hate cute. But i could hardly argue with them when i couldn't even talk. So here I am. Raven Sullivan.

"Of course Mrs. Reed. Follow me, boys. I hope you like it here." I smile as we walk out of the door. It takes everything in me not to slam it behind me.

"So, Raven..."

"You call me Raven again, you die. Its Ray."

"Ok. Ray. I'm Aiden, this is Cayden, and this is Ludin." I shake hands with all of them. Maybe I could be friends with them. Of course, that was as far as i would go. Friends were fine. But boyfriends? i don't think so.

I showed them the school... really slowly. I gratefully finished showing them after the bell rang. Thank God! English was over. We walked to Chemistry together. Turns out, we had a lot of classes together. They had all AP classes, just like me. We sat down as Mr. Louvre (aka Mr. Museum) walked in and took his seat.

I was really just dozing. The teacher called on me to answer a question suddenly. I was jolted out of my state when he called my name. "Ray? What is the lightest element?"

"Helium." I stated without hesitation. That was so basic. Mr. Museum was cool. He let me zone out as long as I answered when he called on me and did the work. He usually didn't call on me very often. he knew I would get it right. He liked to call on the people who might get it wrong. Not for cruelty or anything, just o make sure they were paying attention.

The bell rang and I bolted out of the room. I loved Mr. Museum, but chemistry bored me to tears. Give me a break. Who cares if you can make a fancy potion thing? It really has no appeal to me.

I walked into my next class and sat down. Art. I loved art. It was my escape. I sat down in my usual spot: next to my best friend in the corner. My best friend. Car. I love her to death. Her full name is Caramel. Her parents played the same sick joke on her by naming her after her now famous among the school caramel colored complexion. Caramel skin. Caramel. How cute. We both agree that cute should burn in hell.

Aiden walked in and sat in the other corner. When the next person walked in, I remembered why art wasn't my favorite class. My sister. My nightmare of a sister. How do i describe my sister in only a few words? Satan? Dumb blonde? Cheerleading captain? Prep? Satan. Let's start with Satan.

Satan was my nickname for her. Not to her face, of course. Our parents would kill me. But behind her back, it's definitely stuck. I call her that anywhere but to her and my parents' faces. She had blond hair. I was the only one with black hair in my family. I really hoped that that meant I was adopted. Our parents played the same joke on her. But she actually liked her name. With bright blond hair, they named her Peach. like the princess in Mario Brothers. It definitely fits her personality. She's a spoiled princess. But I don't call her PEach. Satan fits her more.

To her face, I called her Dumbo. She just connected it with the movie and giggled. My parents knew better, but as long as their little angel wasn't insulted, everything went by smoothly. Satan behind her back and Dumbo yo her face. It worked. No one got in trouble. My parents; little angel remained bubbly as ever. Yep. Their little angel. I was the devil child. This was only because I didn't have the wishes they wanted me to have. They wanted me to have normal wishes: popularity and boys. No one wants to get into college today! What's wrong with you!

honestly, I see no point in popularity or boys. they don't last. Whereas getting into a god college and getting a good job, that lasts for quite a while. Normality was so dumb. My parents and my sister didn't agree. So i was cast out as the devil child and my sister was put in the place of their little angel. If you asked me, normal wishes were a disease. My entire family was infected.

After art, I get to go to my other escape, Music. I sit in between Cayden and Car. I thought I ws going to puke while they flirted with each other! Best friend! No! Defensive mode kicked in. "You can't have her."

"Why?" they asked in unison.

"Because she's my best friend. No. Bad boy. Sit. Stay." They both started laughing at my analogy to a dog and everything eased up. After that, they didn't flirt. Or, at least, Cayden didn't flirt back. Car was a force of nature that could not be stopped. I sighed. In my family, Car would fit in just fine. She's really lucky she's not a prep, or I would have ditched her a long time ago. The only thing normal about her was that she liked boys. Other than that, she was just as abnormal as me. I would die without her.

Car finally gave up and sank into her seat. I laughed a bit at her. Class was really boring. Honestly, who cares how many symphonies Mozart wrote? I just want to learn how to play the piano. that's why I signed up for the class in the first place. wanted to play the piano, Car wanted to play the guitar. Could we just get a teacher who could actually teach?

Cayden smiled at me and escorted me to my next class. He was in it too, so it wasn't like he was going out of his way. No Car in this class. Sigh. So I sat with the new boys instead. It was interesting. I swore they could read each other's minds! It was scary! They kept finishing each others sentences and all of that stuff. Scary. They even finished a few of mine and I had barely met them! No way!

By the end of the class, it had somehow been established that they would sit with me at lunch. I wasn't sure when. My head was spinning by the end of the class. But it worked our ok. Although I wasn't used to such a large crowd of girls hanging around our lunch table. Now we had a crowd of boys trying to get to Car and me, and a crowd of girls trying to get to the boys. Too much! By the end of lunch, I was choking with all of the re-used air. Need fresh air!

I got home and collapsed on the couch. The rest of the day had ben pretty boring. The boys kept finishing everyone else's sentences/ I was amazed every time.

They were so different. Aiden was definitely more of the "bad boy" type. he seemed really cool. He didn't care what others thought. Just like me.

Then there was Cayden. Total good boy. Roll over boy. Sit boy. Good Cayden! The kind that will jump through hoops to get some praise and maybe some treats.

Then there was Ludin. The pretty boy of the group. I almost spat out all of my milk when I saw the way he reacted to the girls. That wasn't good. If things worked out the way I knew they would, he would be my sister's arm candy by the end of the week. I narrowed my eyes. She couldn't have him. He was too cool to be with a skank like her!

I sighed and laid down on my bed to go to sleep. I really couldn't sleep, though. I knew I wouldn't be able to. I was too thoughtful right now. I was pondering about the new boys. They were so different from everyone else I knew. Something was off with them. Something different. I let it go and finally went to sleep. Tomorrow was going to suck. I wasn't going to get much sleep.