Hi I'm back with chapter 2. Thanks for all the reviews. In this chapter, Beast Boy starts planning a party for Raven, and Raven starts her thinking.

I do not own teen titans. MWAGAGAGA!!!(no that is NOT a typo...HAHA ALEXA!)

Chapter 2: An Unwanted Party

I woke up a few hours later, sprawled across my bed. Opening one eye, I peered around the room and groaned. I could see traces of sunlight through my black curtains. Great, I thought, A beautiful day for a horrible one. I'm not ready for this.

I sat up and stood up. I opened my door and looked out, no one was out there. I didn't know what time it was, so I just went downstairs. Beast Boy, Cyborg, and all the others were there. As soon as BB saw me, he beamed and ran up to me, giving me a hug. I winced and shuddered.

"Happy Birthday!" he whispered.

"It's been my birthday," I muttered.

"So?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes and made my way to the kitchen, when I remembered we had no more herbal tea. I sighed and sat down, playing with sugar packets on the table. Beast Boy raised an eyebrow.

"Why aren't you making tea?" he asked.

"We don't have any, remember?" I told him.

"I went out early and got some more!" he smiled. I was a little surprised, and didn't say anything. I just grabbed a tea bag and started it. I could tell he was a little upset.

"I have to start thinking about my future," I told him.

"Ooh I can help!" he exclaimed. I raised an eyebrow.

"Erm, ok...," I said. "But I don't know what I want to do with my life."

"You could stay with the titans, we need you," Beast Boy said. I sighed and looked down. "I know," I replied.

"But if I want something more?" I asked.

"What more could you want? Food, a huge shelter, 4 of your best friends, your own privacy which no one goes in. Raven you're like family to us," he said.

"But what if I want a real family?" I asked.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "You could always try making friends with your dad. I doubt it'll work, but I'll root for your side," he suggested. I groaned.

"No! A husband! Kids!" I exclaimed.

He looked up at me. "I didn't know you wanted that stuff..." he said quietly.

"Well, I'm not some cruel, cold person. I have dreams and wishes too, Beast Boy," I snapped. He frowned.

"Hey, hey. I'm just trying to help..."

"Oh yeah? Well you're not. You wouldn't understand what I want. Ill just have to figure this out on my own." And with that I walked away.

Beast Boy still sat, spinning the sugar packets in little circles. He sighed, and thought 'Ok, Raven really needs this.' He stood up, and tapped Cyborg on the shoulder.

"It's Raven's 18th birthday," he whispered into his ear.

Cyborg's eyes widened. "Really? She didn't say anything to us..."

"Yeah, and shes under a lot of stress. She has to 'figure out her future', so I want us to celebrate, and give her a break for once," Beast Boy said.

"You sure she'd want that? I mean, she's not the type who'd want to party and sing 'tipsy' all night long," Cyborg laughed.

"I don't care. Raven's a great person, once you get to understand her," Beast Boy said defensively.

"Man, you don't understand her more than any of us. Who knows? Maybe, just maybe, you ARE the closest person to her," Cyborg pointed out. Beast Boy frowned and nodded.

"I'm gonna go tell the others," he said, and morphed into a parrot as he flew away. Cyborg turned his attention back to the tv, on a sappy soap opera.

"NO! DON'T DO IT LAURA! HE'S REALLY IN LOVE WITH JESSICA!! NO! DON'T KISS JIM!!" he sobbed.

I paced around in my room, thinking. No one understands me. No one WANTS to understand me. I sighed and sat down on my bed, and took a sip from my herbal tea. Why was this so hard? I make a freaking decision! It's no freaking big deal!

'It is,' a voice in the back of my head said. I heard it and froze.

Yeah, but I doubt I'll find the man of my dreams. I'm 18. In fact, what if I don't want love?

'You will,' the voice said, before disappearing. I grabbed my forehead and ran to the bathroom and returned with a cold wet towel.

I need to relax, I told myself, I'm hearing voices for crying out loud!

Little did I know, Beast Boy was doing the exactly what I had begged him not to.

Beast Boy held a clipboard, and was walking down the aisles of the local grocery store.

"Hmm...next item is 'chocolate syrup' and that's in aisle #10," he muttered to himself. After the list was complete, he paid for everything, and went home. He set everything up, and stood back to admire it, smirking. "Rae's gonna love this..." he whispered.

Iwalked downstairs, planning to make more tea. It was about 5:00 and I was starting to get hungry.

"HERE SHE COMES!" Beast Boy hissed excitedly. Everyone got into their positions, and turned off the light.

Then I walked in, rubbing her temples, and flipped the light switch.

"SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RAVEN!" Everyone yelled.

"HOLY SHIT!" I screamed in fright and her eyes glowed menacingly. Everyone else screamed and dove for cover.

"What the---what did you do!?" I shouted, while looking at Beast Boy.

"Hey, turning 18 is important. You need a break, Rae," he said.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" I said with gritted teeth. "Don't. Call. Me. Rae."

"Come on! We even rented movies, and we have set out a MILLION snacks!" he said.

I shook my head silently. "I told you. I don't do parties. I don't WANT a party. Why didn't you listen to me? You've wasted your time." I walked away.

The others just stared at the doorway. Beast Boy looked down and sighed heavily.

"It's all my fault."

I laid on my bed, fiddling with a loose thread that was hanging from my pillow. I wanted to cry, and there wasn't a real reason to. I mean, any other normal person would LOVE a birthday party. Wait a minute, I'm not normal. I sighed. There was so much stress on me. Beast Boy just made it worse.

A knock came on my door, and I muttered "Come in" which was very out of character, since I NEVER let anyone inside my room.

"Hey," a voice said. Beast Boy.

"What do you want?" I mumbled.

"To apologize..." he said.

"Go on."

"I'm sorry. There's a lot of stress on you. I just made it all worse," he said sadly.

I nodded, and sat up. "Beast Boy, I don't like birthdays or any happy occasion."

"Why?" he asked, sitting down beside me.

"I'm not normal, BB," I said.

"Duh! Neither am I!" he laughed. But he stopped when he realized I wasn't laughing.

"To you in life, everything's a joke. Everything's funny. Everything's fun. Well it's not. I'm growing up, Beast Boy," I told him sternly.

"Raven, you HAVE grown up," he whispered. "You've been grown up since you were like....14. Or whatever age you were when we met."

"But...I don't know. I think that I'm going to surprise you this year, Beast Boy," I said, smirking.

"You already have. You amaze me in so many ways," he whispered, looking into my eyes. I blushed in confusion, and smiled.

"Thanks, you're really a great friend," I said.

"You are too. I'm really sorry...about before..." he said.

I nodded, and then stood up.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Cant let all that food go to waste," I said, smiling.

He smiled and we went downstairs.

It's my birthday. My 18th. Why not live a little?

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