I knew today was going to be a bad day.

I figured cool, I could stay home with my hippy parents.

But, Nooo, now they were all education is important Ravens.

Way to fight the man, mom and dad.

Honestly like one day would have killed me. I would forget everything and fall so behind that one day I woke be stuck working at the chicken factory the rest of my life.

I mean, come on!

I had slipped on a pair of black Mary Janes, long white socks, I stole a white shirt from dad's room put it on and tucked it in my school girl esque skirt and as a final touch took a tie. Haha, good school girl I was. I put my hair in pink tails and was putting on my eye liner. Mourning with the thought my beloved would not be in attendance, damn homschooling! For at least not having me in it! When Becky came over in her beat up truck to pick me up.

"What are you wearing??" My best friend asked.

"The uniform of the oppressed."

I walked into first period and long and behold Trevor was there, right in my seat.

"What do you think you're doind, Nethenderal?"

"What do you think you wearing??" He rotered back, and the classroom burst into laughter. I was praticing the Evil Eye on him, when the teacher walked in.

"Ms. Madison, what do you think you're doing standing up. You know everyone is supoosed to be seated when the bell rings."

"But he took my seat." I said pointing. The teacher turned around, lokking like she was about to tell him to get up but when she saw it was Trevor she instead said.

"Take a seat, Raven." Well the outfit didn't get me as much brownie points as owning half the city appearently. Ofcourse.

I looked around and long and behold no seats were open except the one next to a smirking Trevor I sighed as I sat down.

He leaned in as the teacher was taking roll, "So sexy monster grl become sexy monster/schoolgirl. I lkiey. I likey a lot."

I looked at him while rolling my eyes, "Ignorant Nethadral remains ignorant Nethanderal." I said.

The teacher looked up, "Miss Madison. Can you give me the curtesy of not talking while I am taking attendance?" The class giggeled.

I looked up. This was an injustice! "Trevor and eeryone else was talking!"

"Are you questioning me?"

We stared at eachother and I praticed my Evil Eye agin. I think it was working. "Are you done Raven?"

My eyes were kind of hurting, "Yeah."

Trevor laughed.

In the same class it was me and Trevor who were sighed up to be partners (by the teacher, go figure) for this project, the project was to raise a fake baby and see how well we'd do as parents.

So anyway after having the rest of my crppy day, I have to go to Trevor.

Oh the joy. (insert sarcastic laugh)

His house never ceases to amaze me though.

Tall and huge. The only thing that is messing is gargoyles and a graveyard and it be perfect...

Anyway I knock on the door and aTrevor's mom answers it (a auctually very nice woman) she tells me Trevor is up in is room so I walk up the grndiose staircase into the dungeon of horrors. AKA Trevor's room.

Trevor is jut putting his shirt on when I go in his room.

I am there stunned in the doorway for awhile. That is till he spots me a smirks then I ashameadly look away.

Cursed teeneage hormones and Trevor's chizzeled abs!

"Come in," He says jestering and I reluctanty do, "Afterall, I'm not the one that bites."

"Funny." I say sarcastically.

"I think his name should be be Trevor the 3rd." We were looking down at the doll on Trevor's bed blankly as Trevor said this.

"I am not naming this poor, innocnt child after a Nethanderal." I said bluntky give him the nastiest look I can muster.

"Well, we are not naming our kid about after a dirty vamp!"

I was agasp, "I think Alexander is a be-"

Trevor raised his hand up, "Not-"

"But!-"

"Gonna-happen." He said then put his hand back down. I pouted.

"He's too cute. Dont you think?"

I opened my mouth up the he finished, "To be named after some ugly vampire."

"That's not fair, I wouldn't want him to be named after a Nethanderal eigher!"

He gave me a look, "I got to go downstair and do something, think you'll be good here for a few minutes."

I said, "Ofcourse, what do you think I'll do?"

He didn't answer and left.

I was alone.

In Trevor's room.

Eery.

Much.

I figured I might as well do some snooping and maybe use it as black mail in the near future.

So I shuffeled arund the room, moving stuff then putting it back into place, looking for anything.

Surprising his stuff was in order, not a thing out of place.

Maybe he cleaned up for you Raven.

Or his maid is tidy.

Nothing was particulary interesting, I came across last year's yearbook. I thought since I never bought one, why would I have the need too remeber these doofuses. And Becky hadn't bought one, no money. I haven't looked at it, and why not now, with nothing better to do.

I flicked through the pages, Matt's picture was alright, Becky's well... she wasn't ready down from her was Trevor's. Ewwwl, then there was me.

Well I didn't use nearly enough eyeliner that day, but wait what am I ding in this section? Wait why am I next to Trevor? Wait, why is there a big giant red marker heart over our faces.

This is Trevor's year book wait, what?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What is happenening???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Is this the Apocolyspse?????????????????????????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I haven't went to to church, this... well ever. I need repentence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This has got to be a mistake, there's something wrong.

Somebody must have cut out my picuture out of Trevor's yearbook and put it next to his with hearts and stuff as a joke.

Look at the Snow Ball pictures.

I followed the urge and looked at the Snow Ball prom pictures. There was Trevor and where I assumed Becky was because she was his (backmailed) date was him (taken from the back next to Alexander) and my picture glued in together, somebody had drawn a stake where Alexander was in the back.

I gasped and dropped the book. I back away and my foot hit the Dracula figure I had given Trevor back in kindergarten. He had kept it.

Just then the door opened.

"Raven?"

Author's Note: Wow, Trevor got pysco at the end huh? Might be a two-shot or somthing if I get some reviews!!!