CHAPTER-- oh dang what are we on now? Oh yeah! CHAPTER 10!!!! WOOH! THE BIG 1-OH! AWWWW YEAH BABY!!!! XDDDD

A/N: awesome. Made it to chappie numero diez! Cool. Cool. But I wonder how many readers I lost getting here?… but I digress. Go! On with the chapter! And then? TO THE REVIEWING!

(btw, I have soooo many more chapters ahead. This is so far from over!)

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The elevator doors had just opened when Beast Boy caught up to Raven. She only spared him a split-second glance before stepping into the incredibly spacious 5' by 5' room.

'Well this won't be awkward at all…' Rude decided she had been quite far too long.

'I know! What do we say to him, Raven?!' Timid shuffled nervously.

'I'm working on it. Now be quiet, you're distracti--'

"So… poetry, huh? I kinda wanna say I knew it…" Beast Boy leaned against the rail in the back right corner, opposite Raven. She looked up at him.

"Hm? Oh yeah. Our little share-fest. What made you think I wrote?" She threw him a quizzical stare.

"Oh, well I just figured you had to be doing something other than meditating in your room all day, and I overheard you that one time when you were practicing with Blackfire. I was about to ask if I could come with you guys to that open mic thingy, but I figured you wouldn't want me there…"

"Wait, wait. You heard me?" she blushed a bit before another realization dawned on her "You write poetry?!" her face looked absolutely stunned and Beast Boy couldn't help but chuckle.

"Well… I'm amateur at best. Nothing like how you sounded." he gave her that special smile he reserved just for her and she flushed again.

"What was it, now? *Take a earful of the story of the world: we believe our eyes too often, deceive our kind too often. Ignore our hearts too readily, take hold of 'fact' too steadily; we speak fast and do not listen, and take no notice of the things that glisten- with innocence and honesty, no, the subtlety is wasted on the mind too proud to embrace…* Something like that, right?" the corner of his mouth turned up slightly, like what he had just done was nothing at all. It took until the elevator doors opened again for Raven to formulate words.

"Beast Boy… that was my entire poem! Word for word! Every pause and rhythm executed perfectly!… How did you…?" she could feel her heart flutter as her pulse raced. She blinked over and over, trying to awaken from the dream she knew she was in, but desperately wanted to be reality. She couldn't believe it when he walked over to her and rested his hand on her arm. She felt physical contact, this is real.

"I listen to you, Raven. And that poem really hit me, you know? It stuck with me cuz I felt like it truly meant something."

'There's that goddamn smile again. Why is he so beautiful?' and Raven didn't say a word of disagreement to her affectionate persona as she just stared into his gleaming emerald eyes.

"Thanks, Beast Boy. Hey, would you mind if I heard one of your poems sometime?" she didn't even hear the words coming out of her mouth, she was hopelessly lost in thoughts of her green teammate (thanks to a certain mushy emotion).

"Sure, Raven." they arrived at her room and Beast Boy began to walk away. He barely made it a few yards before turning around again and grinning at the sorceress. "Hey, Rae? You can call me Garfield if you want to!" he winked as he changed into a fluffy green cat and padded away. Raven snapped out of her dreamy state when he turned the corner and the small smile quickly dissolved off of her face.

"I really need to meditate." she proclaimed and walked into her room, rubbing her temples. Nobody would know about the secret smile taking place just behind that sliding steel door. "Garfield…" she tested the name and how it tasted on her lips. "Maybe…" she trotted over to her bed and assumed the position.

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Mishelle was simultaneously listening to Bumble Bee's stories and memorizing the tower on the way to her room.

"And then he tossed the thing to the machine and says 'brain freeze!' and, of course, is the only one to laugh at the joke. Oh! We're here." (ten points and a virtual cookie to whoever gets the reference first! ;D) Both girls faced the door and smiled. Bee punched in the code Cyborg told her and explained to Mishelle (who was half-listening) that she can disable the lock if she wanted to. Mishelle was wandering the room in awe. She ran her hand across the light blue walls and traveled to the nightstand, then the bed where she flopped down and inhaled the scent of the sheets,

"They smell like lilac." she cracked a smile and rolled onto her back. Her hood fell off her head, but she didn't seem to notice. "This room is great."

"Well, do ya need any help getting settled? Want anything? Some books? A TV maybe?" Bumble Bee raised her eyebrows and tilted her head, her hands resting on her hips.

"No I'm fine, thank y-- oh wait. I do have a question." Mishelle sat up straight and looked questioningly at the yellow and black-clad girl.

"Shoot."

"Why wouldn't you tell me your name?" an innocent curiosity graced her features as her eyes never left the girl in question.

"Well, I'm just not particularly fond of it… if ya really wanna know… Carrie." she shrugged and shyly smiled. "If that's all, I'm gonna go check on dinner. I'm starving!" she waved and walked out.

"Carrie is a very nice name…" Mishelle smiled at the door that the winged heroine stood in moments ago before plopping back down on her new bed.