Chappy 3

Beastboy growled. 'Where is she?' He thought in slight annoyance as he looked around in all the rooms for Raven. Though he didn't entirely know why, it bugged him like heck to not know where she was.

"She has to be SOMEWHERE in the tower." He muttered to himself.

"Who has to be somewhere in the tower?" a voice asked from behind him.

Beastboy turned around to find, surprise, Raven standing behind him. ((A/N: Honestly, if yah didn't see THAT coming...))

Beastboy chuckled apprehensively. "Um, hey, Rae. What's up?"

Raven rolled her eyes. "Whatever." She looked at the door he was standing in front of. "Is there a reason for you standing in front of my door?"

"Uh, yeah. I was looking for you." Beastboy blurted, then he immediately gasped. 'Me and my big mouth...' he thought.

Raven's eyes widened for a second. "Why...?"

"Um, because I...uh...wanted to say hi?"

raven raised an eyebrow. "You came all the way over here just to say hi?"

"Um, yeah. So...hi!" Beastboy gave a small wave.

Even from behind her hood, he could tell she thought he was an idiot. 'Nothing new, right? I mean this is the girl who thinks video games are pointless!' Beastboy thought.

Once again, Raven rolled her eyes. "Hi." She looked at her door. "Any chance I could get into my room?"

Beastboy gave a sudden jump. "Oh! Oh, uh, yeah. Go right ahead. I'll, um, see ya later, rae." He said, walking away.

Using, his keen animal hearing, he heard, just before Raven had shut the door, he had her mutter "idiot."

' I knew it! 'He thought. I knew she thought I was an idiot!' he smiled, then frowned, and suddenly stopped. "If its nothing new, then, why does it hurt so much?" he asked to himself.

Milli: Okay, I was going to make this longer, but I have writers block ((again)) which is why it took me so long to write this chappy. sigh Okay, so I have a friend who's helping me with this. Said something about confidence. ((Lol. They know who they are.)) and I think I'll have my best friend Ron, help, too. Um, on second thought, he's more here for comedic support then writing support. Oh, yeah, and just a warning, he's an idiot.

Ronplops down next to Milli: HEY! I heard that! Err, saw that!

Milli: Don't care, shut up! Anyways, like I said, I have help to make my totally pointless story, up to worthless piece of junk! Yah hear that Ron? Its MINE.

Ron: NOT IF I GET TO IT!!

Milli: I said, Shut up, Anderson! Okay, I guess that's it for now. Don't forget to review to tell me how wonderfully wonderful you think my story is!

Ronreads story over: Hey! This isn't SO bad...

Millisarcastically: Gee, thanks...

Ron: But yah need to make it longer. And this here? Yup, fix that, and this right here, makes no sense to me, and that, yeah, that could be better.

Milliignores Ron: Anyways, review. Please? You know you want to! Oh, yeah, and NO FLAMES! Me no like flames. They bad. oh, yeah, again, I want your insight as readers,

Ron: Insight. Isn't that kinda a big word for you?

Milli: I SAID, "SHUT UP, ANDERSON!" anyways, tell me, should I keep him, points to Ron around? Or should I drive to the middle of nowhere, and throw him out the window?

Ron: HEY!

Milli: Actually, I kinda like the 2ed one the best, but that's just me. Anyways, we're goin' on now, I'll just shorten this to REVIEW! You can ignore everything above this. Everything that ron said, anyways.

Ron: HEY!

Millismacks: BYE!!