The Change Within

Chapter Seven: Trevor


(A/N: This will definitely be a fun chapter to write! Trevor and Luke meet and it may get kind of awkward... :))


Trevor. The name makes me want to puke. I swear, he probably just ruined a perfectly good lunch date-type thing! Everything was perfectly fine, but then he had to come in wearing those stupid Tripp pants and Slip Knot tee shirt with his hair spiked and lips the color of a freaking cloud. And he called me babe! Who in the hell does that? We aren't even dating and he thinks he can refer to me with terms of endearment.

But because I was feeling generous I just replied, "If the or what involves you falling off the face of the earth then I'll take the second option."

I knew something had gone horribly wrong when I heard the seat next to me scrape the floor and the seat cushion let out what seemed like a breathless moan when the hunk of flesh that is Trevor Mitchell launched himself onto it. Then the seat started moving closer to me and suddenly something big and warm wrapped around my shoulders. Oh my god, his hand is practically cupping my left boob. That twisted pervert!

"You know you don't mean that," Trevor said in a sweet voice that made my stomach clench.

"Sure I do," I said in a mocking tone before rolling my eyes.

There was a moment of silence and I noticed Trevor's hands started to wander. My right hand batted his away, yet it came back. I slapped it away again and he only chuckled. I spun my head towards him and gave him the nastiest glare I could muster. Jesus! His face was a lot closer than I originally thought. He smirked at my dubious expression and grabbed the hand that I was using to push him away. He gave me a wink before turning towards Luke. Luke was still staring at us with a raised eyebrow. Oh god, he probably thought that me and Trevor were going out.

I was about to say something to Luke when Trevor stuck out his free hand and said with a cocky grin, "Hey, I'm Trevor Mitchell. Raven's probably told you all about me – she's crazy about me you know."

I rolled my eyes and Luke eyed Trevor's painted hand wearily before saying stiffly, "Luke Patterson. Raven and I just met today and your name never came up. She never mentioned anything about having a boyfriend either."

"We're not going out," I said as Trevor stated, "That is so weird 'cause we've been going out for a while now."

I sent a glare at Trevor as he just looked calmly at Luke. What was he trying to do? He just came in and decided to sabotage my Halloween lunch. You would think he would give me peace of mind for once this year. He even claimed to be my boyfriend... What was that all about?

"He's marking his territory, dummy," the voice spoke out.

I sighed audibly. Will that thing ever go away?

"Nope."

"You okay, Rave? You seem pretty tense," Trevor cooed from beside me. Yeah, he pretty much cooed. With his big, shining orbs sparkling with some kind of concern (real or not, I couldn't tell yet) and him squeezing my right hand lightly, I felt all gooey from his sudden kindness. Then I made the mistake of looking deep into those dazzling eyes. The air escaped from my lungs and I did not know what to do when they got closer. My own eyes went wide in full-on panic. I mean, I didn't want to have anyone think we were dating – especially Luke.

But before I could do anything he leaned in and placed a kiss lightly on my lips. It was soft and sweet and so unlike the others we have shared before. And then a second later they were gone. Just like that, he pulled away and it was over.

I looked up at him shyly (something so out of character for me) and he gave me a soft smile before placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. My pale face exploded with a dark red color and it only turned deeper when I realized he kissed me in front of everyone in the diner, including a few cheerleaders and Luke. What would Luke think of me now? I just said Trevor was not my boyfriend, but here I am in his arms and getting kisses from him in public. So would that make me a liar or maybe just a whore; someone guys can just kiss whenever?

"Can I get you any dessert?" Our waitress asked, interrupting my thoughts as she chomped on her bubblegum.

I looked at Luke. He shrugged and turned quickly the middle-aged server and ordered a Boo Berry Cheesecake. He didn't even look at me for more than a millisecond. I guess now it's pretty obvious that he may be slightly upset from mine and Trevor's PDA. Gosh, even when he's ignoring me he is still so eye-catching. He just has the most serene face; the curve of his nose is highlighted so well in the lighting of the restaurant... that was an odd thought.

Trevor shook me a little and I switched my attention to the red-head who was chomping on her pink wad of gum.

"I'll have the Midnight Chocolate Milkshake," Trevor said with a sparkling white smile.

She wrote something down then turned to me and said, "Do you know what you want, Hun? Or do you still need time to decide?" She added a wink at the end that made my skin crawl.

"No, I'll just have an average, chocolate sundae," I said quickly in reply so that she didn't get the wrong impression. Because Lord only knows what kind of stories the employees here spread around. They could even have made up half of the rumors from eavesdropping on the soccer team or the school football team. I mean, cheerleaders are big gossips around here, but girls are not the only people who spread around hurtful things.

The woman walked away with our orders and I excused myself. I shot up from my chair and moved towards the bathroom. It was not the most hygienic place by any means, but it would have to do as my scape goat for now.

I pushed on the door and it swung open with a little bit of force. I walked through before it could hit me in the face and came to see dirt brown stalls and a tan-specked sink. I walked towards the sink and turned on the cold water. I ran my hands under it and let out a shattered sigh. What was I doing out there? I must be giving Luke weird signals. I just met the poor guy today and already Trevor has entered his life through me. I swear, Trevor is like a disease; he finds some sneaky way to infect you and won't quit bugging you until you do something to get rid of him. Hopefully he will be nice to Luke while I'm gone, Lord only knows what crap he could be making up. Ugh, the thought just made me want to puke.

I took my hands out from under the water and gripped the edge of the sink; for some reason I nearly lost my footing. I looked down, there was not any water on the floor so there should not have been a reason for me to almost slip like that. My combat boots have a pretty good grip, even though it's a tiled floor.

My stomach throbbed violently and the sudden pain made me almost double over. My face neared the rushing water and my body panicked. I swung my head backwards, causing my body to tumble after it into the wall. I groaned as the back of my head connected with the hard substance that made up the wall. My face rolled forward and my stomach contracted again, causing me to gag. My mouth flew open and I bent over while I threw up the contents of my stomach. The bitter taste stayed in my mouth after the third heave and my head had its own pulse. I took a few steps and I almost fell over with my blackening vision and buckling knees. I put my hand on the door and that's when everything went dark.

-x-

I could hear sounds before I could see who they belonged to. The machines' beeping and steady rhythm that seemed to be right across the room drowned out most of the other noises in the room. But I could hear my dad's voice loud and clear as always, the thought made me smile subconsciously.

Something near me moved and my eyes opened slowly due to lack of movement for a period of time. I saw the backside of someone who was wearing all white, it did not seem like much at first, but then my mother came rushing towards me and bombarded my person space.

"Raven! Are you alright sweetie?" My mother cooed while placing a hand carefully on top of my head. I was about to push her away with my right hand, but it would not budge. I tried to move it again, but it stayed where it was. I almost had a panic attack until I turned to see a very tan hand wrapped in mine. My eyes widened as I saw Trevor sitting in a chair next to whatever bed I was on. His eyes had a weird look to them when I looked at his face. The smooth lines that were around his eyes seemed slightly smudged around the corners and it looked as though he had slightly paled. But whatever emotion he was feeling, he concealed it with ease by smirking and going, "Yes, Raven, are you alright?"

I rolled my eyes and turned back to my mom. "Yeah, mom I'm okay... Although my head kind of hurts still." I lifted my hand to feel my temple where the pain centered. I felt a bandage and my face scrunched up from my obvious confusion. I looked around the room and saw I was in a hospital room with at least three other patients.

How in the hell did I end up here?

"This young man drove you here after hearing you fall to the floor. You have been out for three and a half hours and he has been kind enough to stay and see if you're okay," my mom said with a small, conservative smile towards Trevor's general direction.

I ignored the fact that I had spoken my thoughts and whipped my head towards Trevor. His face had a blank expression and I raised my eyebrow at him and all he managed to do was shrug. I searched him for some hint of emotion, but as per usual nothing came up. His lack of obvious emotion bugged me to no end, so I decided I needed to make him show something.

I looked him straight in his gorgeous, green eyes and ripped my hand out of his. They widened a little before slitting and his eyebrows scrunched together. My pale hands reached out to his face and before he could do any form of rejection when my finger tips brushed his cheek my lips closely followed and landed on his cloud-colored lips. I just sat their with my lips on his for a moment and applied a little more pressure a second later, anxiety bubbling up in my chest like a shaken up soda, and I nearly exploded when... he kissed me back.

-x-

An hour or so later I was back at the house. The doctor was being stubborn because he thought I may have a minor concussion, but after my mom bugged them about non-stop they eventually discharged me and said I should see my actual physician sometime soon. My annual check up is in about five months, it can wait until then.

Trevor didn't come back to the house with us because, despite me being injured, he still had to get ready to go to this party somebody was throwing. He wouldn't tell me whose it was, but I figured it was probably Jennifer Warren's or somebody along those lines. But even though he would be out partying Becky came over to spend Halloween watching classic horror movies on AMC. Which doing this is super brave for her because generally she's just a big pussy when it comes to things gore and horror.

The sounds of popcorn kernels popping came flowing in from the kitchen and moments later my mother brought in our Halloween candy bowl full of delicacies like 3 Musketeers, Kit Kats, M&Ms, and Hershey's Bars along with a huge mountain of popcorn. I smiled up at her for the first time in a while and said, "Thanks mom."

She smiled back and nodded once before turning away and going back into the kitchen. I grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it into my mouth all at once and munched loudly as the opening credits rolled for The Addams Family came on. When I went in for another handful a few minutes later Becky slapped away my hand. I pulled my hand instinctively back towards me, startled by the force and blinked at her and she looked at me and stuck out her tongue. Immature punk.

I smile mischievously and threw a piece of popcorn at Becky's head and quickly refocused on the movie with a blank expression. A moment later a small handful of popcorn hit me dead on my left cheek. I looked over at her suspiciously and she looked back with an equal expression. A minute later, simultaneously we looked down at the candy bowl; we just know each other too well because we both lunged at the candy bowl at the same time. She got to it first and started throwing random handfuls of stuff at me. I tried to fight my way to her, but candy kept stopping me. Then when the third miniature bag of M&Ms hit my injury I full out launched myself and tackled her to the ground. The candy bowl's contents fell to the floor and I laughed loudly as I scattered off Becky to the pile of goodies I threw some popcorn at her before she sat up and gave me the stank eye. I tossed a Hershey's Bar at her and giggled. She rolled her eyes and opened up the wrapper, eating the delicious, milk chocolate inside.

We both started to laugh until my mother came in with a horror-stricken face while she shrieked, "What in the flying pan handles happened in this room?"

Becky and I looked at each to her before we both exclaimed, pointing, "She did it!"

My mother placed her hands haughtily on her hips and said with the most attitude I have ever heard in my life, "I do not care who did it. But I want this room spotless by seven... That gives you two about an hour or so."

As soon as my mother stormed out of the room I turned to Becky and said, "We have a lot of work to do."

-x-

About fifty minutes later we were finished. It took all of our energy, but we vacuumed, dusted, swept, mopped, wiped down, whatever we had to do for it to practically sparkle. I plummeted into the couch exhausted, glad that finally we could have a break and watch some of my movie. But before I knew it the station had switched to a commercial and I groaned. Perfect, now I would have to wait for another six minutes to be entertained.

As those six minutes passed ever so slowly, my mother made her great entrance with a magnifying glass and pristine white gloves. I rolled my eyes and left the room to avoid her comments that she would surely make while analyzing the cleanliness of the room. When she gets into one of the moods just like she was now you learn to avoid her as much as humanly possible – trust me if you are anywhere within an one-hundred foot radius when she erupts you are pretty much screwed over.

The doorbell rang and I got the bucket of candy for trick-or-treaters on my way to the door. I opened my front door and two small children and their parents were at the doorstep. I got down to about their height and they looked at the treats fascinated. A little Snow White looked up at me with her big, brown eyes when I dropped an M&M packet in there and I gave her a small smile before turning to the next child. The child was a little boy who was dressed as Woody from Toy Story and he pointed to a Kit Kat bar, which I gave to him without a moment's hesitation. The adults said a polite thank you and quickly moved on.

A little girl came flouncing up the steps. She was much older than the last kids so I could stand up and not scare her off. She gave me a sweet, dimpled smile as she said, "Trick or treat!" while letting the curled, blonde wig sway as she got her bag out. I gave her three pieces of candy and her smile only doubled. She moved back towards the driveway a moment later and someone else came up.

"Happy Hallow-" I started as I reached for my candy, but I stopped dead in my tracks when I noticed it was Trevor, dressed as a giant pot of honey. I burst out laughing at the sight of Trevor with this big, round golden pot that had "Honey" bedazzled across the front and his sparkling, golden tights underneath.

Trevor looked at me disdainfully and stole a handful of candy.

"Hey! You can't do that," I stated, a little annoyed that he would take that much candy from our emptying bucket.

"But I just did," Trevor replied with a cocky smile.

"I saw," I replied with an angry expression. God, was he annoying.

"Whatever. Can you put the candy bucket down though?" Trevor asked semi-annoyed.

"Why?" I asked while placing the bucket on the chair by the front door.

"So I can do this," he simply said before backing me up to the exterior of the house and started kissing me.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head and all I could think of is how that stupid little voice might not be so stupid after all...


(A/N: Yay :) I got another chapter up and now we all know what Trevor's costume is, hee hee xD But FF has been kind of being a pain in the editing area with my work because not everything is aligned the way I want it to be, but I'm just thankful I got to the point where it's suitable. Maybe later I'll take it and make it all nice and super presentable, but until then... Deal with it :P lol, but I think for the most part I have a good idea of where I'm taking this and have cleaned out most of the gunk out of my head that it writer's block *knocks on wood* So please leave me a little review concerning what you think of the chapter or maybe even what you were for Halloween :) I was an injured soccer player ;))