Still don't own the Teen Titans. Seriously.

She moved her way through the crowds of a new hallway, trying to ignore the whispers. She knew they couldn't all be about her, but some days it felt like they were. Another town, another school. Maybe this one would be better than the previous three. She was senior now, though. She was almost on her own. Almost to college. She just had to hang on for one more year. Keep burying her head in books and studying her heart out so that she could get a scholarship. Lord knew her dad wouldn't pay much for any further education for his one and only child. She'd made it through the day ok, pulling out her Edgar Allen Poe whenever she really felt nervous or shy since this sky had a no hats or hoods policy. At lunch she'd sat by herself, eating an apple and reading over the syllabuses the teachers had handed out that morning. She knew people were already calling her creepy. She'd heard it whispered during lunch. She wasn't creepy. She was just different...

"So anyways, I got these really expensive highlights in my hair and stuff. Logan. Logan!"

"Yeah, that's great Terra. Why are you talking to me again?" His green eyes were scanning the faces swarming past him in the hallways. It was the end of the day and he still hadn't seen Raven anywhere. Where was she? He'd made it through another grueling session of girls twittering around him and the other members of the football team, telling them useless facts. How had he ever enjoyed this? He didn't care about highlights or lowlights whatever those were. These girls were so superficial. So fake and flimsy. He hadn't talked to his ex, Terra the entire summer and now she wouldn't leave him alone.

"Because you're my boyfriend silly." She punched his arm and smiled. He remembered when something like that would've affected him deeply. It would've sent him onto cloud nine for nearly a month, but now he just wanted her gone. All her jokes and punches so similar to him.

"I'm not your boyfriend, Terra. Not anymore."

"What are you talking about? Of course you are." Frantically she made a grab for his arms, trying to pin him against the lockers and lay a kiss on him, thinking this would make any and all of his thoughts incomprehensible like it used to.

"I'm not Terra." He saw a familiar shade of purple and started to make his way towards it. It was bent down at a locker only a few away from his own. "Now, I have to go." He ignored her feeble protests as he began to push his way to Raven. He felt like troat swimming upstream. Since when was the student population so powerful? He made little progress, and he lost sight of the distinctive purple locks.

She bent down, grateful that people seemed to ignore her if she was at her locker. Looking at her shelf she stuck one more textbook on it, where it could get aquainted with it's lockermates. She held her Poe book close to her chest, making a mental note to bring a marker board and a small mirror to put on the inside of her locker door. Shutting the door with a decisive click she turned to make her way towards the doors of the school. Thankfully she didn't have any homework to lug home with her. It was a long walk across town and the buses only took students to the country.

Sighing in frustration, he joined the crowd of students trying to go against the flow and find the girl he'd met the day before. She couldn't have gone too much farther. Just as he was resigned to not seeing her again today he was running into somebody and he heard the distinctive thud of a thick book hitting the floor. They both went sprawling on the tile floor. He shook his shaggy hair and somehow, everybody else was gone. Looking around, he noticed the thick book he'd heard and he reached for it, trying to make up to whoever he had knocked down in some small way, but when he expected the feel of worn leather he felt a smaller, colder hand beneath his own. A hand attached to an arm sheathed in a familiar looking black hoodie. Disbelieving, he dared to look up into the face of none other than Raven. Their breath mixing and mingling in the air between them, faces and lips mere inches apart.

She sucked in air. She hadn't been looking for him, but she'd hoped he'd somehow find her again. It figured that he'd be the one to walk against the flow of the crowd and knock her down, out of all the people he could've run into. Where did all the people go anyways?

"I'm so sorry, Raven. I meant to say hi, not knock you over." He slid his hand down to the spine of her book and stood, stretching out his hand to help her off the ground, not wanting to let go of her hand once she was standing she gently had to tug it out of his own. She couldn't lie. She liked the feel of his larger, warmer, calloused hand over her slender and smooth one, but she couldn't hold his hand. He probably didn't even really like her in that way.

"Here's your book back. Oh, wow. Edgar Allen Poe. Dark, creepy stuff." I'm not creepy! She thought furiously as he extended the book towards her, scratching the back of his neck as he did so. A gesture at once familiar and adorable to the girl in front of him. Hastily grabbing the book back and holding it to her chest once more.

"Were you looking for me?" She was looking at the floor.

"Well.. yeah. I met a pretty girl at the zoo. I couldn't just not see her ever again." Her head snapped up at the compliment and he smiled when he saw her eyes again. Man, he was falling for those eyes quickly. Those eyes... He could imagine those eyes fluttering closed as he pressed his lips to hers.. Whoa there, Garfield. Don't be a teenage boy.

"So how are you getting home?" She smiled back up at him. She loved his smile. He was always smiling so big, like everything about the world was worth smiling about. Like she was worth smiling about. Oh, how she wanted to cover up that smile with her dark, dark lips.. Hold it, Raven. Not the time. Sooo not the time for that.

"Walking."

"Oh, could I give you a lift?" Those beautiful eyes of hers bore into his. "Or do you want to go do something? Get some ice cream? Or pizza?"

"Pizza? Didn't you eat lunch?" She blinked and began to follow him out the doors of the school and into the sun, her hood immediately snapping up over her head to shield her eyes from the light.

"I did, but I'm hungry again. Aren't you? Besides they never have much vegan stuff here for lunch and I slept it, so I didn't have time to bring my own lunch." He led her, disappointed that the hood was back, to his own green jeep. How glad he was happy that he'd upgraded from that moped. He now had room to take girls, or Raven, places. He opened the door and helped up the two feet of space between the floor of jeep and the ground.

"You're vegan?" He launched himself into the driver's seat and started the car.

"For a while now."

"And you drive a stick?" He laughed as pulled out of his parking space and entered the line of students' cars waiting to get out of the lot, easing his foot off the clutch when the line snailed itself forward.

"Impressed?" He waggled his eyebrows at her and she turned to look to her right, since the windows were already rolled down and the frame was open. She hoped he hadn't seen her smile.

"Hardly." He laughed again and maneuvered the jeep down the street, in the opposite direction of her house.

"Do you always have it open like this?" She gestured around her as the growing wind knocked her hood off her hair. He smiled with relief when he saw her violet locks whipping around her face.

"Pretty much. Unless it's winter. Snow kinda sucks." He was rewarded for his efforts with the sound of her laugh. It was a pretty thing. He didn't know how to describe it in his mind, but he liked it. He liked it immensely.

"I've never minded." They spent the next minute in comfortable silence while he pulled into a spot at a pizza place.

"Wait, if you're vegan, how can you have pizza?" She called after him as he jogged around the exterior of his jeep while she unbuckled herself. He opened the door and helped her down just as he had helped her up.

"They do have vegan pizza you know, Raven. You can leave your book in here. Wouldn't want to get food on it." She looked between him and the book, clearly conflicted. This book was precious to her. She couldn't just leave it out in the open like that, where anybody or anything to get to it.

"Gar-"

"Here." He walked around behind her with his ever present smile and opened a box in the back of his jeep with a key. Gently he took the volume from her and tucked it safely inside, locking the safebox when he was satisfied. Turning back to her he was met with a rare smile from his companion, not hidden. Not by her hand or her hand. He grabbed her hand on impulse and dragged her into his favorite place in the world.

More to come! Have to sleep now though. SATs tomorrow man.. killer... Wish me luck!