Hey guys. I feel a little it better from writing this chapter so I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rachel, Trigon, Arella, or Garfield.

"Rachel! When are you going to come down? You'll be late to school, honey!" Arella shouted from downstairs.

"Sorry, Mom! I'll be there in a few minutes!" Rachel yelled. She couldn't find her Algebra 2 textbook anywhere, and it was driving her mad! It wasn't on her desk, bed, closet, or even bookshelf! Where else could it possibly be?

"Rachel, why is your algebra book on my stove?" Arella called out from the kitchen.

Rachel smiled. Her mother always found her lost things, it was one of the things she loved about her. Rachel got up, grabbed her messenger bag, and looked at herself one last time in the mirror before she ran downstairs. Her long purple hair was first in a ponytail, but she decided to let it down. Her blue shirt complemented her amethyst colored eyes. Her black skinny jeans went great with her blue sneakers. She loved the way she look, and finally ran downstairs before her mother started yelling again.

"Finally, you're here!" Arella said as she sighed and got ready for work.

"Mom, it looks like you're going to be the one late, not me," Rachel said as she let out a small laugh. She walked over and grabbed her textbook and placed it inside her bag.

"Haha, very funny. Now listen, I got you something yesterday before I came back from work," Arella said as she went over to the living room and brought a rectangle wrapped in blue gift paper.

"What is it?" Rachel asked, excited to know what was inside.

"Now, if I tell you, what would be the point of you opening the thing?" Arella asked as her daughter already started tearing at the wrapping paper.

When Rachel opened it completely, she was shocked to see what she got. The picture on the box revealed a picture of a skateboard!

"You got me a new skateboard?" Rachel asked, a lot of excitement in her voice.

"Yes! I felt so bad when I saw the look on your face when your father threw away your old one that you paid for, that I decided to go and get you the same one. Although there's still some stickers inside the box for you to design it on your own," Arella explained.

"Thank you Mom!" Rachel said as she ran up to hug her.

"You're very welcome. Now this time, keep it in your clubhouse so your dad doesn't find it, ok?"

"I'll take care of it so much!" Rachel said as she opened the box, and took out the skateboard, "Bye Mom!" Rachel called as she road out of the house.

"Bye dear! Make sure you say hi to Garfield for me!" Arella called back as she waved and ran to get ready for her work.

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At School:

Rachel sat down at a table in the far end of the cafeteria. She was so glad that the day was almost over so she could go to her clubhouse and decorate her new board.

"Hey there pretty lady," A boy said as he walked over, played a necklace around Rachel's neck and sat down. He was wearing a green shirt, blue jeans, and green sneakers. He was light skinned, had blue eyes, and blond hair.

"I am not your pretty lady," Rachel replied as she took his pudding and ate some, then put it back, "And what's this?" Rachel asked as she looked down and saw a penny on a string.

"It's my lucky penny. You're life has been getting worse so I thought that maybe it would work on you," He replied with a shrug.

"Thanks. And I'm not going out with you!"

"Aw come on. You know we've been best friends for what, our whole life?" The boy said as he took her apple and bit it.

"I'm serious Gar, you'd be better off with some blond chick in the cheerleading team. Isn't that was soccer players do? Go out with cheerleaders?" Rachel asked as she took her apple back and starting eating it.

"Well you know, it's not in the rule book so technically I can date whoever I want. Plus that's football players, not soccer," Garfield said as he started eating his salad, "Why don't you become a cheerleader then?"

"Oh no way in god's name would I ever become one of those pom-pom freaks. Do you know what they do all day?" Rachel asked as she ate her sandwich.

"Try to see who can be the first one to go out with the greatest soccer player in school?" Garfield asked a he spit out a piece of lettuce at Rachel's face.

"Not only that," Rachel said as she took of the piece off lettuce and placed it on his plate, "but they're mostly Crystal's plastic dolls. They just follow her around everywhere. I mean I would not stand three seconds around with that girl before I punch her eye or something."

"Speak of the devil," Garfield said as he placed his fork down.

"Hey Garfield!" The cheerleaders said together and they laughed.

"Hi ladies," Garfield replied as he pretended to smile and waved.

"So Gar," Crystal said as she sat on his lap.

"Only Rachel is aloud to call me Gar and Crystal, get off my lap," Garfield commanded as he knew what was coming next. Crystal and the others always tried their charms to get Garfield to go out with one of them. He was the best player and having the best player as their boyfriends would equal more popularity then they already think they have.

"Who's the Rachel you speak of?" Crystal said as she blinked as few times thinking he'd fall for it.

"Me, now get off my man!" Rachel yelled as she yanked her off Garfield.

"Your man?" Crystal said as she got up from the floor.

"Yes you heard me, my man," Rachel repeated as she placed her hands on her hips.

"I don't believe you. You guys have been close since the first grade but not that close," Crystal said as she crossed her arms over her chest and smiled. She knew Rachel would then speak the truth because everyone knew that they would never become a couple.

"Then watch this," Rachel said as Garfield got up trying to make her stop but it was too late. Rachel placed her lips on top of his and they stood there for about five seconds until she pulled away, "Happy?" Rachel turned around and asked.

"Whatever," Crystal said with an angry face and turned to walk away. Of course, the others followed her with sad faces.

When they left, Rachel sat down and continued eating her lunch. Garfield was frozen on the spot. He wanted to kiss Rachel for a long time, but he never knew it was going to be so soon. Too bad it wasn't for long.

"Ew, what kind of person puts chicken in their sandwich?" Rachel said as she took the piece out, "Guess Gar will like it," Rachel shrugged as she put it in his salad.

"Rach!" Garfield yelled as he unfroze and looked in his salad for the piece.

"I was just kidding! You know I wouldn't do something that low," Rachel said as she started to laugh from the look on his face.

"You're one evil skateboarding chick," He said as he glared at her and pointed his fork at her too.

"And you're one frozen when girls kiss you, soccer playing evil skateboarding chick's best friend, chico," Rachel said as she stuck her tongue at him and both continued to eat their lunch.

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At the Roth and Logan Clubhouse:

Rachel and Garfield were sitting in their clubhouse built behind Rachel's house in a forest. There was a wide space there so they decided why not make one? It would be a perfect place for just the two of them.

The walls in the clubhouse were both their favorite colors; blue and green. Rachel and Garfield even had pictures everywhere on the walls to that they drew. Most of them were what they would look like if they were superheros. They even had pictures of what their HQ would look like, and what their powers would be if they could have any kind in the world.

Rachel wished she had telekinesis and Garfield wishes to change into different kinds of animals. That's the only reason why he became a vegetarian in the first place.

"How does this sound Rach?" Garfield asked as he had his green laptop on his lap, "In life, there's one thing everyone knows: there's a difference between fantasy and reality. To a point, that is. Do you ever think, for one second, that maybe, just maybe, that line is a bit blurred?"

"Whoa, since when did you lean all those smart words?" Rachel rose her eyebrows for amazement.

"I did my studies," Garfield said with a smile.

"So what next?" Rachel asked as she went back to working on her skateboard.

"I dunno. I used up all my brain energy," He said while he scratched the side of his head.

"How about," Rachel thought as she placed her skateboard down and sat on the couch, "No one did until they found out about two best friends who shared the same thing no one ever believed was real – superpowers."

"Not bad Roth," Garfield commented as he began to type it.

"You know how I do," Rachel said as she took a notebook and a pencil.

"Rachel!"

"Oh no," Rachel whispered as she looked out of the window.

"Rachel Roth!" Rachel saw that it was her father yelling her name from the kitchen.

"Snap, I'm late! How does time go by so fast?! I got to go Gar," Rachel said as she grabbed her cellphone, her backpack, and ran to the ladders where she got out of their home.

"See you tomorrow," Garfield yelled as he ran over to the window to watch her run home.

"Please lucky penny, let her be alright," Garfield whispered as he saw her run inside.

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At the Roth House:

"Yes father?" Rachel said as she walked inside through the kitchen door. She grabbed her necklace hoping her father wouldn't be very mad like he is on nights she's late.

"Where on Earth were you?" Her father asked.

"I was outside with Garfield," Rachel managed to say.

"Why didn't you tell me? The reason why I gave you that phone is so you call me to tell me wherever you are. Understand?"

"Yes father," Rachel replied as she nodded her head.

"Now go upstairs," Her father commanded. Rachel took her bag and ran upstairs to her room. Just like her clubhouse, it was one of her places that was safe.

Her room was covered in blue of course. One wall had millions of pictures of her and Garfield. He was the only friend she ever had. They had great times together so it didn't matter to her how many friends she had, as long as she had one. Her laptop sat on her desk next to her bed. It was blue with Garfield's sketch of himself. He loves to draw everything he sees, even himself. Rachel had a photo album of all the sketches he drew of her in one too.

What her father didn't know about her room was Rachel and Arella made an escape door behind her desk in case she ever needed to use it. Rachel mostly used it when her parents were fighting and she didn't want to hear any of it. The escape door lead to the basement, and from the basement she was able to get outside from the door there.

Rachel set her phone down on her desk, and her bag next to her bed while she went to lie down. When she closed her eyes, they shot open again when she heard a door opening. Her mom was home from work. Rachel sat up and saw the time on her clock; 10:40 pm. Great, she bet her father was going to yell about being ten minutes late.

"And where were you?" She heard her father from downstairs in the living room. Surprising, he asked the same question.

"You know how it is Trigon, my boss never lets me leave until I finish all my work," Arella explained.

"That's no excuse!"

"It's not an excuse! I'm just telling you!"

Rachel covered her ears and closed her eyes. She didn't want to hear the next fight they were going to have. None of it! She was sick and tired of it!

Rachel's eyes shot open again when she heard a slap. She needed to get to Garfield's house fast before she gets involved with this. Rachel ran over to her desk and tried to move it but her fingers were shaking. She finally kicked it aside but it fell to the floor causing a loud noise. She heard her parents running upstairs and knew she needed to get away fast.

"Rachel open this door right now!" She heard her father said as he pounded the door with his fist.

"No!" Rachel yelled back.

"What did you say to me?"

"I said no! Now get away from my bedroom door!"

"Trigon just leave her alone! She doesn't have any part in this," Arella screamed.

"You get away," Trigon yelled as he pushed her against the wall.

"Don't harm my mother," Rachel yelled from behind her shoulder as she tried to open the small door. She was shaking so much that she wasn't able to.

"Rachel if you don't open this door by the time I count to three, then it's coming down and you won't be able to see light ever again," Her father threatened her but of course it didn't work.

Rachel finally got the small door to open and the climbed in holding on to the pole. She remembered the fist time she went down a pipe. She was 7 at the park with Garfield.

"Three!" Her father yelled and the door fell down with a loud thud, "Rachel!"

Rachel gasped and slide down before her father ran over and grabbed her. She reached the basement and ran out of the house, she didn't bother to look back. When she stopped outside, she was met with rain and darkness. Rachel kept running and running, she needed to get to Garfield's house.

"Rachel!" Arella called from the front of their house. Rachel wanted to go back and take her mother with her, but it was too late. Her father ran out of the house pushing her mom aside and running after her. Rachel ran faster and was about to cross the street.

"Rachel, watch out!" She heard her mother screaming while she lay on the floor.

Rachel turned her head and saw a truck driving near her. The only thing she remembered was white lights, and then total darkness.