Disclaimer: Characters are owned and produced by The Disney Channel, That's So Productions, Brookwell-McNamara Entertainment, It's A Laugh Productions, Warren & Rinsler Productions, NBC Universal, Tailwind Productions, Shaftesbury Films, Wolf Films, Studios USA Television and Universal Network Television. I am just borrowing them for these stories. Original characters are owned by the author of this story.

Author's Note: I have got to stop adding new characters. Do you see how long the disclaimer is getting? Eleven different production companies for four shows; That's So Raven, Heroes, Life With Derek and… wait a minute! You didn't think I'd give it up that easily did you? That's not my style. I let you find out who the character is. Although if you figure out what show the last three companies produces you can probably figure out what character will be introduced.

But anyway, welcome to the third and final installment of the Continent trilogy. First, there was Continental Divide, where Chelsea came to New York to confess her love for Raven only to be temporarily derailed by Claire, the cheerleader from Heroes who also happened to be Raven's girlfriend. Well Chelsea did get Raven and in When Continents Collide, Raven, Claire and Chelsea finally got the closure they needed, while we were introduced to Claire's new girlfriend, Casey from Life With Derek.

And that brings us to the newest story in the series, Continental Drift, where you will meet not one but two new characters, one original and one crossover.I won't tell you what the story's about. I'll let it speak for itself.


A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.

William Shakespeare

Continental Drift

Chapter 1

Lovers and Friends

Raven Baxter and Chelsea Daniels were in love. Their love had blazed hot for the last two years and heading into their senior year they were looking forward to "infinity and beyond" as Chelsea put it. Going to school in New York put Raven in the second most powerful fashion mecca in the world, save Paris. She had been a regular at Fashion Week from the moment she set foot in the city. If fashion had been her passion in San Francisco, then it became a full-blown obsession in New York. She had made contacts in several of New York's fashion houses and was supremely confident that her networking was going to land her some type of job out of college.

Meanwhile, Chelsea had her shoulder to the wheel of the legal machine as she chewed through the undergraduate curriculum with the same determination that landed her the woman of her dreams. She had already submitted her application for the graduate School of Law and was confident that she would get in. She was also looking forward to her Civil Liberties class, although she didn't know who her instructor would be. The professor that had taught that class dropped dead of a sudden heart attack the day before classes began.

The most interesting aspect of their lives, however, was the growing friendship they had with another couple they knew. Over the last year, they had become good friends with Casey MacDonald and Claire Bennet. That's right. The same Claire Bennet that used to date and live with Raven, the same Claire Bennet that would wince at the mere mention of Chelsea's name, the same Claire Bennet that Chelsea nearly came to blows with in a restaurant the previous fall.

The four of them discovered that they had many things in common and that they enjoyed each others company. Claire, Raven and Chelsea had all come to terms with what had taken place two years earlier and put past feelings aside in forging their new friendship. Casey was doing everything in her power to make Claire happy and she was succeeding.

Casey and Claire made their trip to Canada to meet Casey's family and they loved Claire. Marti already considers Claire her new sister, Lizzie took cheerleading pointers from her and Edwin and Derek gawked from a predetermined distance that Casey herself set. And while Nora and George were not initially thrilled with the prospect of their oldest daughter bringing a girl that she was dating home to visit, Claire's charm and affable nature won them over.

Raven and Chelsea were alone in the bedroom of their new one bedroom apartment. They had found one that was nicer than the two bedroom apartment they had and closer to campus. They were exhausted from two days of moving followed by the first day of classes for the fall semester. But they still had the energy for one more activity.

"Right there." Raven said.

"Okay, baby." Chelsea said.

Raven drew breath between her teeth. "Be… gentle."

"There. How's that?" Chelsea asked gingerly.

"That's it. A delicate touch is all you need." Raven responded. "You're good at this."

"Thanks." Chelsea looked at Raven and smiled. "Now are you gonna give that to me or am I gonna have to take it from you?"

"You know I like playing hard to get." Raven purred, teasing Chelsea with the object that she wanted.

"Gimme that." Chelsea said softly but sternly as she took the object and began manipulating it. Chelsea then drew breath between her teeth. "That's tight… Rae."

"Just ease it out, nice and slow." Raven said.

"I don't wanna break it." Chelsea strained to say. "Hard… to… AAAHHH!"

"You almost got it, baby." Raven said. "That's it, baby. Turn it. You almost got it… there."

"Turn me on, Rae." Chelsea looked down at Raven.

"You're already turned on, just like me." Raven said as Chelsea looked at her, slowly batted her eyes and smirked. "Oh! You mean…" Raven took her hands off of Chelsea's hips and walked across the room to flip the light switch. When she did, the newly-installed 75-watt bulb softly illuminated the room.

"Let there be light!" Chelsea exclaimed as she stood triumphantly near the top of the ladder.

"We might be the only two people in America to turn the changing of a light bulb into an NC-17 event." Raven said.

"OH GOD! BABY! THAT'S IT! TURN IT! SCREW IT IN! SCREW... IT… IN…! UNNHHH! UNNHHH! UNNHHH!" Chelsea screamed in her best pornstar impression.

"That was pretty good, Chels! You ever consider being a phone sex operator?" Raven asked jokingly.

"They wouldn't like me?" Chelsea said.

"Why not?" Raven asked.

"I'd have all the guys coming within 30 seconds of getting on the line! The company wouldn't make any money!" Chelsea said.

"Oh, you've got it like that?" Raven asked.

"Yeah! I do!"

"We'll see how much you got! Come here!" Raven said as she started toward Chelsea, who screamed and jumped off the ladder and ran out of the bedroom toward the living room.

"Get away from me Raven!" Chelsea screamed and giggled as she ran from her girlfriend. She dove over the back of couch and onto it attempting to put some distance between herself and Raven. What she didn't count on was Raven faking left and coming back right and diving onto her just as she landed.

"Gotcha!" Raven said, reaching for Chelsea's tickle spot.

"NO!" Chelsea exclaimed. "RAVEN!" Chelsea began hysterically laughing as Raven tickled her.

"Who am I?" Raven asked as she pleasantly tortured Chelsea.

"The Tickle Monster!" Chelsea said giggling.

"Who?"

"THE TICKLE MONSTER!" Chelsea screamed as she laughed.

"WHO!" Raven still didn't have the answer she wanted.

"The… tickle… goddess!" Chelsea relented.

"That's my girl!" Raven said before hearing a knock at the door. "You should know better than to try and defeat… THE TICKLE GODDESS!" Raven hopped up and went to the front door.

When she opened it, standing before her was a beautiful, tall, full-figured young woman of what appeared to be mixed descent with long wavy hair. The young woman flashed a stunningly radiant smile when Raven appeared.

"Hi." The young woman said. "I'm your neighbor from across the hall."

"We were too loud. Weren't we?" Raven said, immediately assuming that their horseplay had disturbed her.

"What? No! I just… saw that you moved in yesterday. I heard you in here and I wanted to introduce myself." The young woman said. "I'm Mikayla Roman. But everyone calls me Mikki."

Raven stuck her hand out to shake. "Hi, Mikki. I'm Raven Baxter. Come in." Raven stepped aside to let her in. Mikki stepped inside. "This is my girlfriend Chelsea Daniels."

"It's nice to meet you both." Mikki said. "I just moved in last week and I didn't know if there was anybody else around my age in the building."

"We really haven't had a chance to meet anybody yet." Raven said. 'Have a seat. Please."

"So do you go to NYU?" Chelsea asked.

"Yeah. I'm a freshman. First day of class. It was overwhelming to say the least." Mikki said.

"I wouldn't have taken you for a freshman. You look so mature." Raven said.

"Being almost six feet tall makes people assume that I'm older than I really am." Mikki said. "So are both of you freshman?"

"Us?" Chelsea said. "No! We're old hags. We're both seniors this year. This is Rae's fourth year here. This is my second."

"So do you like New York so far?" Raven asked.

"I've always liked the big city. I've lived in several of them. My father was a pro basketball player." Mikki said.

"So that's where you go the height from." Chelsea said. "How tall is he?"

"Six-nine." Mikki said.

"Day-um!" Raven said as Chelsea whistled. "That's a lotta man up in your grill!"

"I know. Danny's what? Six-one? So's Devon, right Rae?" Chelsea said.

"Something like that." Raven said flatly.

"Danny and Devon. Those are your boyfriends?" Mikki asked.

"Ex… boyfriends from back home." Raven said. "Chelsea's my boyfriend. We're lesbians."

Mikki smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand. "Duh! You said Chelsea was your girlfriend and I just assumed that you meant girlfriend as in BFF not girlfriend as in GIRLfriend and I'm rambling now so I'm just gonna shut up." She then chuckled nervously. Mikki seemed to be a genuinely sweet person.

"It's okay. We get that all the time." Chelsea said. "That's not a problem for you is it?"

"Not at all. Some of my girlfriends back home were gay. They're still people. As a matter-of-fact they called themselves DFD's." Mikki said.

"DFD's?" Raven queried.

"Yeah! D-F-D's. Dick… Free… Divas." Mikki explained. Raven and Chelsea started laughing.

"Now how did I not think of that?" Raven said, still laughing. "So you weren't part of the group?"

"By association. But in practice? No. I heart boys." Mikki said playfully.

Raven was about to respond when another knock at the door stopped her. "Grand Central Station tonight." Raven mumbled as she walked to the door and opened it.

"Greetings from the City of Brotherly Love!"

"EDDIE!" Raven squealed as she threw her arms around Eddie's neck. Chelsea and Mikki stood up. Chelsea ran over to Raven and Eddie, who were now inside the threshold, and jumped into Eddie's arms. "What are you doing here?"

Eddie put Chelsea down to answer Raven's question. "We've got another week before classes start so my boy JWill came up to visit his girlfriend and I tagged along." Eddie then noticed the third girl standing in the room and was immediately taken with the tall goddess. Raven picked up Eddie's gaze and moved to introduce him.

"Oh, Eddie this is our new neighbor from across the hall, Mikki Roman. Mikki, this is our best friend, Eddie Thomas." Raven said.

"Hi, Eddie. Nice to meet you." Mikki said, extending her hand.

"Same… here." Eddie looked up, fixated on her smile. He then snapped out of his gaze. "Wait a minute. Isn't your father Terry Roman?"

"Yes, he is." Mikki said. Great. Another cute guy that's gonna start going on about my father, the great NBA star. She thought.

"Guys, do you know who's standing in your living room?" Eddie said.

"Yeah. Mikki Roman, freshman at NYU, daughter of a pro basketball player." Chelsea said.

"Try one of the greatest girls' high school basketball players in Florida history! She once scored 85 points in a single game!" Eddie said. "I saw the piece they did on you on SportsCenter. I thought it was cool that you decided to walk away from the game."

"Really?" Mikki said as her face lit up. "Most people tell me that I should have kept playing, went to a big-time college program and play professionally." This is a first. Talking about me and not my father. Refreshing. Mikki thought to herself.

"Do what makes you happy. That's what I always say. You only get one life. Live it the way you want." Eddie said. Mikki smiled and lingered on Eddie for a second.

"Mikki? You didn't mention that you were this basketball superstar." Raven said.

"That's not who I want to be. I want to study business and fashion design. I want to start a line of fashionable clothes for plus-size and tall women." Mikki said.

Raven smiled. Chelsea shook her head and smiled. "Boy, did you knock on the right door or what!" Chelsea said. "Raven is a business major and she just got into SCPS to study fashion design."

"I love to see strong black women doin' their thang." Raven said. "I'd love to help you out if you want."

"Are you serious?" Mikki said. "I'd love that! Thank you." Mikki looked at her watch. "I'd love to stay and chill but I have to go. I'm meeting my father for dinner, but I'll see you around." Mikki went to stand up.

"Hey Mikki!" Raven said excitedly. "Chelsea and I are having a couple of our friends over for movie night tomorrow. Why don't you swing through?"

"I'd love to. What time?" Mikki said.

"About eight." Raven said.

"Do I need to bring anything?" Mikki said.

"Just yourself… and a pillow." Chelsea said.

"Okay, cool!" Mikki said. "I'll see you guys tomorrow!" Mikki walked toward the door and opened it.

"Bye Mikki!" Eddie called out at the last second. Mikki turned her head and flashed her killer smile once more before turning back around and closing the door.

Eddie turned around to look at Raven and Chelsea and started singing. "Oh Mikki, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, Hey Mikki! Hey Mikki!"

"Oh no Chels!" Raven said in terror, referring to Eddie's sudden crush on their new neighbor.

"I know." Chelsea deadpanned.

"So… is this movie night a ladies only affair or can people that don't shave their legs join in?" Eddie said as Chelsea went to sit on the sofa and Raven walked around to one of the two side chairs to sit. Eddie went to the other side chair.

"Well, Chelsea gonna be there and she doesn't shave…" Raven started before being interrupted by a pillow to the face courtesy of Chelsea. Raven scrunched her face up at Chelsea and held up her hand like a claw and began wiggling her fingers. "The Tickle Goddess. Remember that." She then turned her attention back to Eddie. "I saw you looking at Mikki. You're gonna behave yourself, right?"

"Of course I am." Eddie said. "What kind of a man do you think I am?"

Chelsea picked up the phone and dialed. "Who are you calling, Chels?" Raven asked.

"Insurance policy against misbehavior." Chelsea said.

"Hey Girlie!" Chelsea said.

"What's up, Red?" Teri answered back.

"Movie night, tomorrow at our new place. You in?" Chelsea asked.

"I'm in. I'll bring the pizza." Teri said.

"No need. Eddie's gonna bring the pizza." Chelsea said looking at Eddie.

"My… boy… Eddie, huh? Cool. Who else is coming?" Teri inquired.

"Claire, Casey and our new neighbor, Mikki." Chelsea said.

"Is this new neighbor a male or a female Mickey and if it's a she is she cute?" Teri asked.

"It's a female Mikki, she's not cute, she's Amazon gorgeous, and she hits from the other side of the plate. Eddie's got dibs." Chelsea said.

"I'm a good batting instructor, and if Eddie strikes out, class is in session." Teri purred.

"You are a nasty little trollop!" Chelsea joked. "See you at eight."

"All right Girlie. Lick Raven for me!" Teri said.

"Get off my phone!" Chelsea exclaimed with a chuckle.

"Bye!" Teri lilted as she hung up.

"Well, we're all set for movie night. Good food, good friends and hopefully, good movie." Chelsea said.

"Well Casey said she'll pick a good one. I hope it's not one of those indie art house flicks. They make my head hurt." Raven said.

"She doesn't strike me as an indie art house chick." Chelsea said. "Her vibe screams romantic comedy."

"I still can't believe that you two are friends with Raven's ex-girlfriend and her girlfriend." Eddie admitted.

"I can't believe you went gaga over a girl that's three feet taller than you!" Raven shot back.

Chelsea started laughing. "Yeah! He'll need a step ladder just to kiss her!"

"If they get married, she'll carry HIM over the threshold!" Raven joked, causing an already laughing Chelsea to explode in laughter.

"You guys are SO funny." Eddie said in an uninspired tone. "I just met her and I didn't go gaga. I had just never met a tall girl that was that pretty before. That's all."

"We're just kidding, Ed." Raven said as the laughter died down. "She's beautiful and seems like she's really sweet. You should ask her out."

"Yeah, Eddie! She seemed to light up when you started talking about her giving up basketball." Chelsea said.

"You think?" Eddie asked.

"I think she was feelin' you." Raven said.

"Cool. Well look, I've gotta roll. I told JWill I'd meet him for dinner at eight. But I'll see y'all tomorrow." Eddie stood up and delivered a hug and a kiss to both of them.

"The Three Amigos back together again, for a limited engagement. Hands in." Raven said. Raven stuck her hand out and was quickly covered by Chelsea's, then Eddie's.

"It's not back together, Rae." Eddie said. "We were never really apart. Y'all are always right here." Eddie thumped his chest with his fist, signifying that they were in his heart.

Chelsea lit up and spoke. "Amigos on three. One, two, three…"

"AMIGOS!"


Casey MacDonald was in her kitchen preparing dinner for herself and her girlfriend of a year and a half, Claire Bennet. Their relationship was a strong bond based on mutual admiration and respect for one another as individuals from different backgrounds. Casey was raised with a conservative perspective on life in the suburbs of Toronto, Canada.

Despite the omnipresent aura of her renegade stepbrother Derek, Casey managed to hold her own and even learn a thing or two from him. Although he drove her crazy for 11 months out of the year, she realized that when the chips were stacked against her or anyone in the Venturi/MacDonald household, Derek would be there for them and for that, she loved him.

Claire was raised in then suburban enclaves of Odessa, Texas. This was as far away from Toronto as you could get in a cultural sense and yet, she discovered in getting to know Casey, she grew up with the same teenage angst in suburban Toronto as Claire did in Odessa. Claire's more outgoing personality was a perfect counterbalance to Casey's more reserved demeanor, although with time comes the inevitable influencing of one another. Casey has become more demonstrative while Claire has toned down her fiery temper.

"Case? I'm writing this paper for English Lit and I need a good word that says you're dialed in and really understand what's going on." Claire said as she sat at the dining room table in front of her laptop watching the cursor blink at her, mocking her lack of voluminous vocabulary.

"How about perspicacious?" Casey said as she rinsed leaves of lettuce in the sink.

"Spell it." Claire said.

"P-E-R-S-P-I-C-A-C-I-O-U-S. It means keen mental perception and understanding." Casey recalled.

"And you know this how?" Clare looked up from the screen and into the kitchen.

"My high school guidance counselor, Mr. Creepy, said once that I was perspicacious." Casey said.

"Wait! You called your guidance counselor, Mr. Creepy?" Claire asked with an incredulous chuckle.

"I didn't call him Mr. Creepy. That was his name." Casey said as she turned her attention to the tomato she was about to cut for their salad.

Claire began laughing hysterically. "You… mean… his given name… is Creepy?"

"I always called him Paul." Casey said. Claire was still laughing. "Is it that funny?" Claire's laugh was contagious as Casey started laughing as well. "I guess, now that I think about it, it is funny!"

"When I was in middle school, we had a teacher named Mr. Chittnick." Claire started.

"Oh God! What did you all call him?" Casey asked.

"Mister Shit Brick." Claire said. Casey exploded in laughter.

"That's hilarious!" Casey said. Just then the phone rang. Casey wiped her hands off to answer it. "Hello?"

"Hey, It's Raven."

"Hey Raven! We still on for tomorrow night?" Casey asked.

"Still on but our group has grown from four to seven." Raven said.

"Wow! From four to seven. Is it a party now?" Casey said so Claire could hear.

"No. We just met our new neighbor from across the hall and we invited her, then our friend Eddie showed up while she was here and he likes her so we invited him, then we invited Teri to keep Eddie from acting up." Raven said.

"That's cool. We just have to bring more pizza." Casey said.

"Don't worry about that. We're gonna make the big strong man bring those heavy pizza boxes. We've got everything else. Just bring your pillow." Raven said.

"You got it. We'll see you tomorrow then."

"All right. Bye."

Claire walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of juice. She walked up behind the taller girl and wrapped her arms around Casey's waist as she sliced a cucumber.

"Ooh! A warm distraction." Casey said as she smiled wryly.

"Can you believe we are friends with Raven and Chelsea?" Claire asked.

"Sometimes, yes. Sometimes, no." Casey said. "Especially after that night at the restaurant."

"But I wouldn't do anything differently because if I had, I might not have met you." Claire said.

Casey managed to turn herself around to face Claire while in her embrace. She held her hands out to her side, dripping with a mixture of cucumber and tomato extract from the cutting board.

"I'm glad you didn't." Casey stated simply as she leaned down to kiss Claire. After several seconds, she broke the kiss. "Now get out of here. I have to finish dinner."

"I was thinking about dessert." Claire purred.

"Well then think about stirring up that brownie mix over there. That's the only dessert you're getting right now." Casey said softly.

"Frigid canuck." Claire joked, using a slang term for a Canadian person. "Hey!" Claire reacted to the piece of cucumber that hit her in the head.

"When I taught you that word I didn't mean for you to use it against me!" Casey said, pronouncing the word 'against' in her Ontario accent making it sound like it sounded like 'a-GAY-nst'.

"Couldn't resist. Sorry." Claire said.

"I'm joking. It's all good." Casey said. She then paused for a second in thought. "Me, you, Raven, Chelsea, life in general… it's all good."


Okay. I'm trying something new. I'm working on two stories at once. I hope that it doesn't dilute my creativity. What do you think? Please let me know. Chapter two will be coming soon! PLEASE REVIEW. By the way, any ideas on who I modeled Mikki after? The major clue, besides her physical description, is her name, Mikayla Roman. It's a tough one that you have to think about. PLEASE REVIEW.