A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed my story so far. 4 reviews and not one of them flames, though I expect some soon, since I can just imagine how mad people will be to see that the first TSR fic is a slash. If I hated slash, I'd be mad too! Anyways, I thought that I should point out that in this story, the gang is 17 years old. I think they might be 14 or 15 on the show, but I like to write about people who are my own age. It's just more comfortable.

-Also, the vision in the chapter will be written in past tense. I know I used present in the first chapter, but because people are talking this time, it just sounds better to use past.

"Oh really? That's terrible," Chelsea said, sympathetically. I had just told her the news about Devon. She gave me a hug, looking as if she was about to cry. That's what I love about Chelsea. She's always there for me, and my pain was hers. She was never one to let me go through things alone.

"I know Chels," I said to her. "I really liked Devon, but I just wasn't ready to tell him I loved him."

"But did you...love him?"

"What? No! I...I just had strong feelings for him," I explained.

"Oh," said Chelsea. "So do you think you'll be ready to date anytime soon?"

"I don't know. Maybe."

"What do you mean, 'maybe'? Is there anyone special in mind?" She asked playfully.

"Well, last night I had a vision. I...I saw someone kiss me," I said nervously. I could see Chelsea's eyes widen. I guess she was pretty happy for me.

"S...someone kissed you? Who? Raven, you have toy tell me who!" she demanded.

I knew Chelsea cared about my love life, I mean she's my best friend, she's always into that kind of stuff. But the girl needed to lay off the coffee.

"Whoa, calm yourself!" I said.

"Sorry!"

"Don't worry about it. Anyways, I'd love to tell you who it was, but I don't even know who it was. The face was too blurry. I couldn't get a good look. All I know is that this person is an amazing kisser!" I tried not too blush too much.

"Well where were you. Was it at home? Was it at school? Where?"

"I'm not really sure. It was at someone's house, but I didn't recognize it. It was definitely a party..."

"Ah, Raven and Chelsea. Just the people I wanted to see. And where is your friend Eddie," asked my dram teacher, Miss Montague.

"He went home sick after lunch. Word of advice: stay away from the mystery meat in the cafeteria," warned Chelsea.

"Way ahead of you. I've been packing my lunch since '99. Anyways, I have a job for you all, including Eddie when he is feeling better."

"What kind of job?" I asked.

"An acting job. I know you kids can act and I need three people to be in my play. I had other actors lined up for the roles, but two of them were suspended for fighting, and the other was expelled for drug position"

"Wow, those drama club kids are tough!" said Chelsea.

"You're very observant," I said sarcastically. I didn't mean to be rude by it. I just tend to get that way when others point out the obvious. "Well, I do love to act. Would I get to design the costumes?"

"Raven, I would be angry if you didn't!" Miss Montague said.

"I'm in. I'm sure Eddie will do this too," Chelsea said.

"He better! He's already failing my class. If he wants to graduate, he'll have to do this play!"

"Well, I'll call him tonight and tell him."

"Thanks, Raven. And I'll see you all tomorrow after school in the drama room, right?"

"Right! We'll be there," I assured her before she turned around and headed down the hall.

"Cool! We're going to be in the school play and we didn't even have to audition!" said Chelsea.

"Oh, you know I was meant to be on stage. Like a star, I just naturally shine!" I gloated.

Chelsea looked at me and smiled. "You really do, Raven."

What was that all about? Can you say "awkward"? I shrugged it off.

"Girl, I can't wait to..." I was interrupted by the jerking of my head and widening of my eyes. Here comes another vision.

"Is it even possible for someone to be as beautiful as you are?" The mystery person asked. The voice was deep but soft. I still couldn't tell who it was, but as I saw the blurry figure, I felt excited.

"Oh, stop it," I said as I blushed.

"That's one of the best things about you. You don't see how great you are!"

I started to giggle. This mystery man was quite the sweet talker.

"Can I tell you a secret?" he asked.

"Of course. You know you can tell me anything," I said.

"I..."

"Raven? Are you ok?" Chelsea asked me looking incredibly concerned.

I was fine. I was more than fine having an idea of where my love life was headed. "You know what, Chels? I've never been better!"

A/N: I hope you guys liked that chapter. It's kind of obvious wear this is heading. Remember, if you're homophobic, don't read this. I know I said it before, but it's amazing how many people still read even though they hate it and then voice their opinions though email. Anyways, please review and let me know what you think. Constructive criticism is welcomed.