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"Okay, man, I gotta ask. Why are you so damn happy?"

Garfield jumped in shock at his best friend's abrupt question. He stared at Victor with a look of pure innocence as he leaned against his head-board and kicked off his shoes. "What are you talking about?"

The larger teen rolled his eyes as he plopped down onto his own bed. "You've been smiling to yourself since the ride back- what happened to get you all dopey?"

The blonde flashed a nervous smile. "Richard got a limo to pick us up, dude!" he enthused, though they both knew that wasn't the real reason for his suddenly cheerful disposition.

Victor huffed in annoyance, leaning back on his bed clumsily. "Come on, Gar- I know that's not the reason. Give me a little credit; I am your best friend, right?"

Garfield groaned in exasperation as he pulled his knees to his chest, leaning his forehead into them. "Don't pull the 'best friend' card," he mumbled tiredly. "We're not chicks, dude!"

Victor let out a dry chuckle as he sat back up and removed his own shoes. "But this is about a chick, isn't it?" he guessed as he revealed his feet- one normal, large, slightly smelly foot, and one made of metal.

Garfield watched as his best friend rolled up his pant leg, revealing his prosthetic limb. He began to pull off the tube-like material, causing Garfield to groan again. "Awe, man! Now you're not gonna go down to the cafeteria with me, huh?"

Victor snorted in amusement as he continued to take off his prosthetic leg. "Nah, man. You know when the leg comes off, I'm done for the day- and don't go changing the subject, grass stain!"

The blonde teen smiled sheepishly as he ran his hand through his hair. "What were we even talking about?" he asked with an awkward shrug.

His best friend gave him a look of irritation. "I can tell you like her," he stated matter-of-factly.

Immediately, Garfield's face was consumed by a fierce, fire-y red blush. "W-what?!" he stuttered anxiously, rubbing the back of his neck out of nervous habit.

Victor smiled victoriously as he made himself comfortable. "You're being painfully obvious," he grinned.

Garfield continued to play dumb. "About what?"

"About how whipped you are- a day after knowing her, too! Man, that's gotta be a record."

The blonde teen scoffed, feigning offense. "Please, Vic- I am not whipped," he insisted.

The larger teen gave him a pointed look.

Garfield sighed in defeat. "Okay, I'll admit I thinks she's cute, and sure, I talk to her a lot- 'cuz I want to get to know her. As a friend. But I'm not whipped!" he elaborated, waving his hands in front of him for emphases.

"Right," Victor smirked, before looking down at his growling stomach. "How about we order some room service?"

Garfield gave his best friend a relieved smile. "Richard's tab, of course!"

Raven huffed in frustration as she attempted to focus on the book in front of her. Jinx and Kori had gone down to eat dinner with Richard in the Hotel Restaurant, but Raven declined the invitation; opting instead to bask in some alone time.

But what she wasn't planning on was mentally reliving her earlier conversation with her blonde teammate.

The pale girl knew she was being a typical teenaged girl; over-analyzing everything they had said and searching for an underlying meaning, but she just couldn't get it out of her head.

Was she flirting with him? Sure, she was being nice, but that was because she felt a little bad for being so mean to him. Plus, she had no idea how to flirt.

In the soaps her mother would watch, flirting consisted of makeup covered women batting their eyelashes shamefully at men while finding any excuse to make physical contact, but Raven hadn't done that. She did bump his shoulder- but in a friendly way. And she gave him smile- a small one, of course- but a smile none the less. Smiling was like the first step to flirting, wasn't it? She glanced over at Kori's bed, which was covered in girly magazines and colorful clothes.

I could take a quick peek... she reasoned in her mind, before picturing the mindless articles and shallow photos of celebrities, shaking her head to rid herself of those thoughts. No. Definitely not.

She knew she hadn't been flirting with Garfield- and if she did, it was only out of pity. Plus, it's not like he would have been able to even notice if she had been flirting; he was a little unobservant.

And even if he had, he wouldn't give someone like her the time of day; Raven had seen what his female classmates looked like. Kori and Jinx were extremely pretty, and the few others she could faintly picture weren't ugly ducklings either. Raven was unnaturally pale, while all of them- with the exception of her pink-haired roommate- were perfect examples of sun-kissed Californians. They also all looked like they had their own stylists and makeup artists; it was like being in the Barbie section at a toy store.

The dark-haired girl shuddered at the thought of applying anything more than mascara, and she didn't even want to think about doing anything with her hair besides brushing it. And squeezing into those little summer dresses and heels? No thank you; she'd stick to her hoodies and Converse.

Sure, being girly had its advantages, and Raven often indulged in some at-home facials and her nails were always glazed with a coat of polish, but that was as much effort she was willing to put in and it obviously wasn't enough to get her noticed by her male counterparts.

At first she had her suspensions that Garfield was the one flirting with her, but that idea was squashed when she realized he was just an exceptionally friendly person.

She groaned in annoyance as she realized she had, yet again, spent her time and energy thinking about that dumb boy she had met yesterday. She repositioned herself on her bed and returned her focus to her book, finally absorbing the material and appreciating the plot.

But, as luck would have it, her small victory was interrupted by the timid knocking on the room's door.

She sighed as she got up and made her way to answer it. "I told you to bring your key down, Kor-" she began, but realized she was looking into a different pair of green eyes.

"Hey Rae!" the boy who had been occupying her thoughts greeted casually, flashing her a brilliant smile. "You hungry?"

Chapter 10! Yeah! I feel totes accomplished! Lol

Obviously I added a little tidbit to tie in Victor with his alter-ego Cyborg (though their super-selves obviously won't be in this), and I'm planning to expand on it, as well as some characteristics of the other characters to connect them with their original backgrounds from the show and comics! If you've picked up on the little hints here and there, then I'm very happy cause I can be very subtle and vague when I don't mean to be!

So anywhoo, leave a review, yeah? Yeah! That'd be amazing- I love reviews! Like, I looooove them. So much. They make me smile :D