I stepped off the bus to be greeted by the bright unwelcome sun. I looked around for my mom, I told her that I didn't want her to pick me up but I knew that she would be there anyways. I wanted my mom now though. Where is she? I felt even more alone, I sat on a bench and shielded my eyes from the sun while I search the small bus station for my mom.
"Raven!" I heard someone shout and I immediately looked in that direction, "Raven! Over hear, honey!" I then saw my mom waving vigorously.
Now I felt like crying. I wanted to tell her that Alexander left. But I couldn't I put on my who-cares face and walked to my mom dragging my bag behind me.
"Raven!" my mom said still shouting even though I was right in front of her. "I missed you so much."
"I was only gone for a couple days," I informed her.
"It felt like longer. I'll get your bag," my mom said taking it from me. She put her arm around my shoulder but I immediately shook her arm off.
"Where's Dad?" I asked, then looked in the other direction to make it seem like I didn't really care. I saw out car across the street, another car pulled up next to it. A teenager got out and took a bag from the trunk and waved as the car left. The teenager was Trevor Mitchell. My nemesis. My rival. He looked in my direction.
"He's playing golf. Mr. Mitchell invited him. You know who that is right? He has a son in your grade I think."
"Trevor!" I said smiling.
"Yes that's it," my mom said oblivious that he was standing right in front of us.
Trevor smiled and said, "Hello Raven," He smiled even bigger, like the Cheshire Cat. "How are you ladies today?" He asked, being nice only because my mom was here.
"Hi, Trevor. It's so nice to see you again. Are you going away for Spring Break?" My mom asked politely. It was awkward being around Trevor when he was actually being nice.
"Yeah. I am going to a very selective soccer camp. All the pro's have gone there. I'm going to be gone for two weeks." Trevor boasted. I tried not to jump out of my skin in excitement; Trevor was going to be gone for two weeks. That was the only good thing to happen to me since Alexander left.
"Well I don't want you to miss your bus. Bye Trevor." I said pulling my mom away. My mom looked back at Trevor confused, she waved and said good-bye all while I was dragging her across the street to our car. Once at the car I thought it would be safe to look back at Trevor. He was still standing in the same spot but was facing our car now. He flashed one of his world famous smiles again.
"Why did you pull me away. Trevor's a nice kid," my mom said starting the car, "That camp sounded interesting." My mom whined. I looked back at the station as we pulled away from it, Trevor was already gone.
"Nice kid? Don't you remember, like a week ago, he was spreading rumors about Alexander and his family," I choked on Alexander name, remembering that he was gone.
"I know. So how was your aunt's house?" My mom said like it was a deadly disease.
"Great. I had a lot of fun. I wish I could have stayed longer but I miss Alexander. I think we were going to have dinner together tonight," I lied.
"Why doesn't he come over to our house this time?" My mom questioned as I tried to think of an excuse quickly. "Oh, wait could we do it next week? Your father and I going out with some of his coworkers." Problem averted, I had a week to think of an excuse for not having dinner with my parents.
"You planned something on the night of my homecoming? Thanks a lot mom." I said sarcastically.
"Sorry, but we thought you might want to hang out with Alexander or Becky. But if you want to have dinner with us we can cancel, I'm sure it's not too late." My mom said concerned.
"It's okay. I do want to hang out with Alexander." I looked at her and gave her a very rare smile, luckily she wasn't looking so I took it back.
When I got home I locked myself in my room right away. I blasted Marilyn Manson and danced around my room, Trevor was going to be gone. I stopped dancing quickly afraid that somebody might see me. I looked out the window and thought about Alexander. My gothic prince. Gone, He left. Maybe he came back. A glimmer a hope shot back into me.
I decided to call Becky and tell her I'm home. When I called her mom answered and said that Becky was out with Matt. I felt lonely thinking about how if Alexander was here, we could go on double dates, picnics in the cemetery, we could go to the Coffin Club together.
The Coffin Club, I forgot about Jagger. I dug around in my bag until I found a crumpled piece of paper. It was Jagger's phone number. He said he could help me look for Alexander. I wasn't sure if I should call. He was a little weird, even for me. It would be nice to have someone to talk to and he'll probably be expecting it. I made up my mind I'll call him.
I picked up my phone and dialed the number double checking to make sure it was right. The phone rang once then I heard it pick up but no one said anything.
"Hello?" I answered and heard the phone hang up from the other line. That was weird. Did he hang up on me? I remembered him telling me to call at night. He didn't say why but I looked at my Nightmare Before Christmas alarm clock. It wasn't even three o'clock yet. Then I looked outside. I was still sunny outside. I laid on my bed falling asleep to the calm music of Marilyn Manson.
"Raven," I heard a voice say. It was Alexander, "Raven welcome home, I missed you," I opened my eyes expecting Alexander to be standing over me, instead it was my dad. "Raven?"
"Hey," I said groggily. "What time is it?" I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Billy boy was standing behind my dad.
"A little after seven," my dad said. I noticed he was all dressed up, "I know that you were going to have dinner with Alexander but could he come over here. Billy was going to go over to Henry's but Henry is sick now so he can't. Could you watch him?"
"What? I don't want to have a nerd-sitting date. I just got home," I argued. I didn't want to get caught, I was going to find Alexander tonight.
My mom walked in, "Raven, it's just so short notice we can't cancel. Alexander can come over here, you know Billy won't bother you two."
"Unless he should," my dad said. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, but you two owe me." I said pointing at them, while I was planning how to get out of this in my head.
"Thank you Raven. Bye," My parents said and left quickly. I watched them leave then turned to Billy Boy who was staring at me like a lost puppy.
I ran to my phone to call Becky. All the while Billy was watching me. No body answered so I called again. Becky answered on the first ring this time.
"Hello?" She said quietly.
"Hey! Becky," I said almost shouting, but then lowered my voice, "What are you up to tonight?"
"Nothing. Why? Are you home?"
"Yeah I called earlier, didn't your mom tell you? Could you come over? I'm going to Alexander's house and need you to stay with nerd boy," I explained shooting a Raven classic evil glare at Billy.
"Oh," she sounded disappointed," I thought we were going to do something. I guess I could. How long would it be for?"
"Just an hour or two. Thanks. I'll see you in a couple minutes," I hung up and went to Billy who had just walked out of my room. "You aren't going to tell mom and dad."
"Of course not do you think I'm stupid. You could probably kill me" he said seriously. I shrugged that comment off and started putting my shoes on when I remembered Jagger. I walked over to my desk and picked up the wrinkled paper that had his phone number on it. I thought for a second; do I need his help? He is still in Hipsterville, how could he help me when I'm stuck here? I decided to call him anyway.
The phone rang three times before I heard the receiver on the other line pick up. "Hello?" I asked.
"Hey, Raven" It was Jagger for sure. I was glad to hear his voice. I knew then that he could help me. "I can be at Alexander's mansion by tomorrow, is that okay?" I was surprised but agreed. "I think you should stay inside tonight too." Jagger said disappointing me.
"Yeah," I said. I could wait one more day, I had already lost hope. I hung up the phone and turned around to be startled by Billy.
"Change of plans, Billy Boy," I announced, "I'm staying here, I'm going to call Becky and she is going to get a movie for me and her to watch. You can stay in your room and do whatever little nerd boys do." I called Becky and told her the new plan.
When Becky got here we popped in the movie, the latest vampire movie, and lost ourselves in the story.