Man, Raven tossed me out of an open window again. I mean, I spilled a little of Star's oatmeal (or attempt at oatmeal) on her. It wasn't on purpose, my hand slipped. I don't usually whine about these things, but today we were on the 6th story and it was pretty scary falling before I remembered I'm Beast Boy and changed into a hawk. Hmm! How uncalled for. At times like these I just don't understand Raven. We must speak different languages. Like that time I offered her a tofu-burger! Guess what she said? She said no. How can someone resist a tofu-burger? As I was saying, different languages. It's the only explanation.

I might as well take a flight around the city. It's Starfire's turn to cook and I don't want to be there when the Appetizer gets loose. There's the amusement park. I remember the giant chicken Cyborg and I won Raven.I wonder if she kept it. Why doesn't she ever relax and enjoy these things? I don't get it. Starfire says there are things about Raven we are not meant to understand. That bugs me. I've always had things I don't understand explained to me. Things should always be explained. Except for the things that aren't meant to be understood.

Oh.

I think I just squashed my point in its seed.

But, still! Sometimes I get this creepy feeling that she's watching me. I've never actually seen her, but sometimes I'll look over at her, and she'll just be staring somewhere else, like she averted her eyes from me right before I turned my head. Creepsville central. And even creepier is once I swear she smiled at me. I was trying to be nice and all, and was wearing a big goofy grin. And I swear she smiled back. Of course, her lips might have been having a twitching fit. But whatever it was, it was scary. But it was also kind of nice.

Nice to see Raven tear down the fences that she keeps herself in. Nice to see that she's deeper. Deeper than we all see, deeper than even she sees. Someday I'll know what's in those depths, I swear it. Someday.

Ah, there go the fire trucks. Right on timing. I hope the Appetizer was a bit more quiet natured this time. Rampaging guacamole is not something you want to see. I better go to help - and pray it'll be a while before I get myself tossed out a window again.