Author's note: This is my first story in the That's So Raven fandom. I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, but I do own the plot of this story.

Disclaimer: This story contains femslash. If you honestly don't know what femslash is, it's women in romantic and/or sexual relationships with other women. If you find that offensive, please don't read this story.

Chapter One

"Rae, we're going to be late!"

"I'll be down in five minutes!" Raven called out.

"You said that almost a half hour ago! Come on. It's Eddie's engagement party! You know I hate to do this but I'm going to wait in the car."

"Alright, alright! But I'm sure Eddie would want me to show up looking good!" Raven said as she hurried to put on her shoes. She heard the door close downstairs and quickly gathered her purse and ran to the car.

"I can't believe Eddie's getting married," Raven said as they drove. "I'm happy for him. He went through a lot with Chantel. I remember all the talks we had—he was always keeping me from my beauty sleep. But, then he found Michelle. I guess it's true that you gotta go through hell to get to heaven."

"We definitely had to."

I remember, Raven thought.

Two years earlier. Raven's apartment.

"Rae, I'm just gonna go. I have to get to work anyway. I'll let myself out."

Raven smiled faintly at Chelsea as she answered the phone. "Hello?" She was slightly distracted as she listened to Chelsea lock the door. She was jolted back into the conversation by Devon's voice.

"Rae, please don't hang up. I want to talk about this," Devon pled.

"Then talk," Raven replied, reclining on her sofa. "Because you already know what I have to say."

"Raven, I didn't mean to break my promise, but this job in Seattle is something I can't pass up! Tell me you wouldn't do the same if a similar opportunity came up. They just need me for 3 months past graduation. We've held it down for this long, I know we can make it 'til then."

Raven rolled her eyes at this.

"You said you'd be here right after graduation. You also said you'd come see me last month, but you got another internship that you couldn't pass up. I doubt that I even come second with you! You won't even compromise! You might as well stay in Seattle for all I care." With that, she hung up.

A few minutes later, the phone rang again. Raven refused to answer. She was in a foul mood and did not want to continue talking to him. She looked straight up at the ceiling and then closed her eyes, waiting for her answering machine to pick up the call.

"RAE! I really hope that you're out having fun or doing something other than sitting around your apartment screening your calls, because I'd really hate that I'm still talking to your machine…"

Raven smirked as she picked up the phone. "Eddie!"

"Listen, Rae, I just met Usher. I told him all about you. He saw your picture and thought you were fine, but he said no one wants to hear 'Confessions' part 3."

"Eddie, you're such a liar," Raven said with a laugh.

"Yeah, I know, but it got you to laugh. So, what did Devon do this time?"

Raven sat up, surprised by his accurate assumption. "Why do you assume Devon did something?"

"You have caller ID, and you're home, but you didn't answer the phone. That means you were just on it and rudely hung up on someone whom you expected to call back. Lately, Devon's been that someone. You know it's true."

Raven sighed. She had been hanging up on him a lot recently.

"He took a job in Seattle so he's not gonna be able to move here when we planned. And, he promised he'd come see me last month, and then he took an internship. I haven't seen him in almost a year!"

"Rae, he's trying to make it in the corporate world. You've had to sacrifice things to make sure you did well in fashion design, haven't you?"

"Yes, but when I had to make a decision that would affect Devon and I, I discussed it with him first so we could come up with a compromise. He just decides things without giving me a say! I'm really getting sick of it. I'm so lonely sometimes."

"I could help you out," he said, lowering his voice. "Eddie T can make you feel good." At this Raven guffawed. She didn't think he'd grasp exactly what she meant by "lonely," and, also, the notion of sex with Eddie was absurd in its own right.

"Eddie, no way. We tried and it was just plain weird. And that was just a kiss! If we ever tried having sex it would be just awful."

"Way to boost my self esteem, Rae! Okay, I'm done with this conversation because I don't think Michelle would appreciate it. And, I have a studio session to get to. But remember," he lowered his voice again, "Eddie T loves you."

"I love you too, Eddie! Tell Michelle I said hello! Make sure you do a good job at the session. Studio time isn't cheap."

"Goodbye Raven."

She smiled as she hung up. She got up and walked to her office to work on some sketches. Designing was cathartic for her. Hours passed as if they were minutes, and she was surprised at how quickly the time had passed when Chelsea came back with Chinese food and ice cream. Chelsea plopped herself on the couch and began the epic tale of her day at work and school. Raven listened intently, glad that Chelsea hadn't asked about Devon.

"So did you and Devon work things out?" Chelsea asked.

Jinxed myself, Raven thought. "I think he already took the job."

"I don't know how he can stand to be away from you for so long. If I were in his shoes I'd go crazy."

"Aww, thanks Chels. If Ben weren't in the picture, I would definitely want to be your special psychic friend right now." She noticed a brief change of Chelsea's demeanor. "Hey, are you okay?"

Chelsea nodded. "I'm fine. Why'd you ask?"

Raven studied her friend. She didn't believe her.

"Chelsea, I know you. Whatever it is, you can tell me."

Chelsea looked at her friend and almost began to speak, but reconsidered. Sorry Rae, but this I can't tell you. "I actually have to go. I forgot that… my superintendent wants to do an inspection of my plumbing," Chelsea said. With that, she hurried out.

Raven hurried after her, but as she reached the hallway, there was no sign of the redhead.

"Chels? Chelsea!" Suddenly, she was pulled into a vision.

Raven entered Chelsea's apartment. Chelsea was raising her voice.

"Ben, things are just fine the way they are. Coming clean would ruin everything!"

"I'm sick of this," came Ben's response. "You have to choose!"

"I don't want to choose between you two," Chelsea said.

As the vision ended, Raven was shaking her head. "Chelsea, what are you getting yourself into?"

Raven returned to her apartment, determined to find out what was going on with Chelsea. "If you're not going to tell me, I'll have to find out by other means," Raven said to no one in particular.

A week later, Raven was out of ideas. It seemed that Chelsea was prepared for Raven's many methods of prying. It shouldn't have been unexpected, as Chelsea was Raven's constant companion during their adolescence. Chelsea seemed to be thoroughly avoiding her. Raven decided to devote less energy to finding out what Chelsea was hiding. She remembered all the schemes she used to come up with and perhaps it was time to try a different approach.

While Raven was making this decision, Chelsea was sitting at Starbucks, sipping a soy latte, waiting for her other psychic friend. She managed a small smile as he sat down with his frappuccino. She'd asked him to meet her, and halfway hoped he wouldn't show up. She sighed before speaking up.

"Ben, there's something you need to know," she began.

To Be Continued.

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