Coffee Shop
Violet hair hung grazing the leather book in her hand. A woman with an apron crossed the room to a darkened corner near the door. "Do you need anything else?" The young waitress asked her as she carefully placed a cup of herbal tea on the table.
"No, thank you" The girl's voice was monotone, due to her deep interest in her book.
A group of high school boys entered the coffee shop, loud and irritating. They were typical jocks sporting letterman jackets and hitting on any 'cute' girl that crossed their path.
She could feel their eyes watching her, she had two options. 1. Get up and leave, risking them following her. Or 2. Stand ground and kick their ass if they hit on her.
Before she could finalize a decision the 'leader' arrogantly strutted toward her, "Hey babe." Great now I have to waste my time she thought still staring at her book. "Babe, why don't you look at me?"
"First don't call me babe" she sneered the last word. "Second my book is far more interesting than you will ever dream of being. And Third if you keep pestering me, I will have to humiliate you beyond belief. I would suggest you leave." Her mouth twitched into a smile, eyes still staring blankly at the pages.
"Listen" he said aggressively and pulled her face to look at him. Her eyes darkened and narrowed. "We are going to-"
"Lay off, she has a boyfriend." A voice came from the door.
"And who would that be?" The jock snapped, spinning around to face another teenage boy dressed in jeans and a crimson t-shirt.
"How idiotic could you be?" The girl spoke, it could be directed to either boys, but mostly to the jock.
"Let me dumb it down for you. She is my girlfriend. Therefore- scratch that- So that means you don't hit on, let alone touch her. Understand that?"
The jock jeered and his goons shouted behind him "kick his ass!"
"Not advisable" the boy laughed. The jock ran toward him and the boy dodged a punch and slammed the jock to the ground in a swift motion. Okay, guys fighting over me, Robin "saving me" by pretending to be my boyfriend. Am I stuck in Starfire's body again? Raven thought.
"Come on let's go," Robin grabbed her hand and lead her outside, stepping over the groaning jocks.
The sun hung low in the sky. The street wasn't crowded for a change. Raven was sick of everyone staring at her. The whole cloak, no pants, and purple hair attracted attention. Tonight she tried to blend in with tight jeans over her leotard and a hooded gray jacket.
"Do you want a ride?"
"What?" she was spacing out.
"Do you want a ride back to the tower?"
"No, I can walk" She regained her 'normal' tone.
"We are going to the same place and it is getting dark."
"I don't need protecting" She glared into his shades, why can't we ever see his eyes?
"Sorry, just trying to help." He tone wasn't too pleasant. "I am not trying to hurt you, no one is." He speed off, the motor roaring.
"Ugh, I hate guilt" she said to her self. She sank into the ground, black aura surrounding her feet.