I do not own Teen Titans, but I do own Nyisha (Ni-ee-sha), Katrina (Kat-tree-nah), and Brank (Bray-nk).

She could hear me.

I know she could hear me, and I was going to stand here until she opened the door.

I could wait. I was patient… sort of.

She opened the door, again, eyebrow raised, "What now, Beast Boy?"

I put up my pointer finger drawing up a gust of wind, puffing up my chest. She closed the door and I unpuffed my chest.

Again, I waited.

Five minutes… Ten minutes… Twenty… Thirty…

Cyborg passed by me with a wireless remote controller for the game system, it had the blue material that matched him, "Hey, BB! Wanna play Monkey Poluza 4? I'll let you use this. It's specially made," His eyebrows raised up and down, as if trying to coax me.

"Sorry, Cye. No can do. I'm waiting." I said, looking back to the door. I knew she could hear me, but I still spoke louder just to be obnoxious, "But maybe later!" I smiled when I heard a groan of annoyance from inside.

"Um… Okay." I heard Cyborg walk away muttering, "Just get them together already."

Again I waited. Where was I? I thought. Oh, Yeah. Forty… Forty-five… And again someone wanted my attention when they walked by. Of course when I don't want to talk, they do. Robin and Starfire came around the hall.

"Beast Boy! Robin and I are going to play the spinning of the can… Or was it of the bottle?" Starfire tilted her head, trying to think of the correct name. I didn't snicker like I usually did when Robin tried to get Star to kiss him.

Robin blushed, "Actually, it's a two player game, Star. I'm sure Beast Boy wouldn't want to-"

"It's okay. You guys have fun." Taken back, they left me. Fifty… Fifty-five-

The door opened, "What?" She looked at me with her lavender eyes.

"You are going to a play…" I started.

"A play?" She asked.

"With me," I finished.

There was silence before she said, "No," as in There-is-no-way-I'm-going-to-go-with-you.

"Yes," I said.

"No." Her head tilted to the side as she looked at me suspiciously.

I smiled wickedly, "Yes."

She tried to compose her face, but her eyes betrayed her. It was a while until she spoke, "… I don't care?" It came out as a question.

"Come on! You know you want to!" I taunted, using the eyebrow trick that Cyborg just taught me.

Silence, "Fine. But only as friends." She emphasized the word like I meant otherwise, which I did.

"Of course, of course! What else would I mean?" I smirked at her glare, "Friday at eight. Oh, and, wear something pretty."

I saw her glower when I turned for the hall.

"You ready yet?" I yelled at Raven through the door.

"Stop pestering me!" She practically screamed. I looked at my watch. Great, I thought, Eight-ten. We're late.

I knocked on the door again, "Raven, hurry-", the door opened without warning. Soon, I was looking at some beautiful woman in a dark blue, tight fitting, silky dress with a loose dark blue, long sleeved sweater that's shoulders drooped to the arms, showing the thin straps of the dress.

"Wow…"

Starfire came from inside the shadowed room, her eyes sparkling, "Isn't she gorgeous?"

I couldn't speak for awhile, just staring at Raven. Soon, she blushed, "Stop that," She whispered timidly.

"Wow…" I said again.

"Go on! Go on! Time for the play!" Starfire pushed Raven out into the hall and shoved a handbag into her hands, "Have fun!"

Starfire skipped down the corridor, giving Raven an excited glance.

"Ready?" I asked, turning to Raven.

She sighed.

"Oh, come on. You were thrilled when you agreed to this," I said, grinning.

She rolled her eyes, "You caught me," She said, holding her hands up in surrender. Then she eyed me skeptically.

"Just friends, Beast Boy."

I gave her a warm smile, "I'll try not to make a move," I said half sarcastically and half reassuring. She returned the smile.