*Raven's Point of View*

"So how did you guys like the movie?" I asked, my eyes concentrating on the road.

Eddy mumbled something, half asleep in the backseat. 'Poor Eddy, we really tired him out going shopping after the movie.'

Chelsea's answer was brief. "It was okay. How'd you like it?"I gave a small smile and a shrug, "It was okay in my opinion, too. The plot seemed a bit whack if you ask me."

Chelsea smiled. I could feel her gaze bring warmth upon my body. I cut my eyes her way, watching as she yawned loudly. "You tired already Daniels?" I teased. The red head lightly punched me on the shoulder and giggled to herself. 'So cute.'

"Let's go to your house and hang out," Chelsea said, her eyes lingering on the scene flying by her window. "Sure thing, girl. Corey's at William's house, so it'll be relatively quiet. My dad's making my mom try his new menu for the Chill Grill, so if ya'll want snacks you might want to make it quick before he ropes you into trying it out, too. You know how…creative he can get."

Chelsea's laugh was beautiful. She made a quick, playful frowning face, "Remember the last time we tried his new menu?" We both shuddered at the very thought.

After a few moments of silence, I hear: "Rae, do airplanes have clocks hanging on the walls of the plane?"

I cracked a grin and shook my head, "Girl, I don't know. I've never been on one. Ask my mother when we get home, she'll know from when she went to England."

She smiled and nodded in remembrance. "Let's avoid the kitchen for awhile."

A sly smile appeared on my face, "Or send Eddy in for 'em."

"Well, about that…" The red headed bombshell began, only to stop short. I raised an eyebrow; a move that I had perfected over the years from knowing Chelsea, with her crazy antics and comments. "I was hoping it'd just be the two of us…like a girls' night." I swear the girl blushed as she said this. Or was it my wishful thinking? Whichever it was caused me to stutter uncharacteristically.

Chelsea tilted her head to the side, letting it thump gently against the glass when I sounded unsure.

Like an idiot, I took a bit longer than necessary to answer.

Chelsea's face turned beet red, her hand coming up to shield her face from my view. "Chels, I'm sorry. I didn't mean…I didn't…" The stutter continued.

"Rae…Rae it's not that…I need…I need to tell you something…" My heart stopped. I could feel my hands gripping the wheel ever-so tightly. 'Did she figure it out?'

"I figured out something recently, and well, I need to talk to you about it." That's it. That's what I was afraid of. My heartbeat pounded rhythmically in my ears, causing my head to spin.

"Okay. Just you and me tonight." I swallowed a lump in my throat and licked my dry lips. 'She's figured it out…Does this make me a lesbian?'

***

I dropped the half-sleeping Eddy off at his house and high-tailed it to mine, my thoughts running all over the place. I nearly hit our mailbox as I pulled into the driveway. My heart racing; pulse pounding and thumping; my palms sweaty.

By the time we got to my house, Chelsea had calmed down, although her face still a little pink from before.

I tripped over my leg as I was getting out of the car and hit my head on the door frame, silently cursing as I rubbed the sore spot. "Don't fall!" Chelsea gasped, running around the front of the car to access the self-damage I had done to my head.

Laughing, a little embarrassed, I replied, "I'm fine, girl. Just a little bump."

That sweet, caring girl just frowned and had me lower my head. Her finger tapped against a tender spot and I yelped, "Chelsea, not so hard!"

She giggled and kissed the top of my head. Actually kissed me…I wasn't dreaming. And apparently I wasn't breathing; I started to get a pain in my chest.

'Oh my god, I almost forgot how to breathe…I'm so…screwed.'

I unintentionally cringed when she touched the small of my back, guiding me towards the front door.

"C'mon, Rae! Let's get a move on! It's important," Chelsea hinted, her smile fading slightly.


Has Chelsea figured it out? What will Raven do? Sorry for updating too late, I had lost my muse, but now it's back.