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"I'm so dead!" Scott said. "I'm dead!" He ran his hands half way through his hair, but kept them on his head as he panicked.

"Here, let me help," A girl said.

"Rachel, you've got to fix this. I'm in so much trouble. Mom is going to kill me!"

"Is that all you care about, Scott? You're sick!" I said.

Rachel got a bag of ice and placed it on Charlie's head. I wished I had my friend with me as I grabbed Charlie's hand. "Chelsea, I need you," I said aloud. "I need you."

"R…Raven…" Charlie muttered. His hands grasped mine. My heart began to beat even faster.

"Charlie! You're ok!" I said in excitement. "You are so lucky, Scott. I swear I was going to call the police on you, you son of a b…"

"Raven?" Charlie interrupted me.

"Yeah?"

"How about we get out of here? Just the two of us. Forget him!"

"Oh, he's already forgotten," I said. I helped him up, slowly.

"Thanks for the ice, Rachel," he said.

"No problem…Charlie." She winked at him. That was strange, I thought.

Charlie turned to me and smiled. "I know a great place we can go."

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We first stopped at restaurant. I ordered a burger and fries, but when I asked Charlie if he would be getting the same, he told me that he was a vegetarian. I bet he'd love to meet Chelsea. They're so much alike.

After the meal, we went to an ice cream shop. Charlie got strawberry, while I got chocolate. Carrying our cones, we went for a walk.

"That's hilarious." Charlie said.

"What?"

"Your blouse, it glows. I've never seen anything like that."

"Don't you like it?"

"It's definitely you, Rae. It's definitely you." He smirked. "Honestly though, Raven, why do you always wear such outrageous clothing? I mean, I see you around school and I just can't help but stare…in a good way."

"I don't know," I said looking down at my ice cream. It was beginning to melt a little bit. The warm spring breeze surrounded us, along with the dark night sky. It was a bit late, but I wasn't ready to go home. I was enjoying spending time with Charlie, even though his question made me a bit nervous. I liked to keep things to myself. There's so much to me that I don't normally tell others.

"Come on," he said as he flashed me his strangely familiar smile.

How could I resist that smile? "Well…"

"Please?"

"I don't know, it's just that, the only talent I have, I can't really tell you. My little brother is the math genius. My dad's the great chef. My mom's the teacher. My friend Eddie is the basket ball star and my best friend Chelsea; she's the activist/artist/good girl that everybody loves. What am I?" If I had known I'd be talking so much, I really would have asked Charlie to sit down. "Sometimes I just feel so insignificant…as if nobody knows that I'm really here…nobody notices me. I like to be special. I like to wear funky clothes. I like to stand out so I'm not forgotten."

"I'll never forget you, Raven. I don't think you need to wear clothes like that to stand out from the crowd. Your beauty already does that for you."

I looked into his eyes. It seemed as if I had looked into them thousands of times before. I would have kissed him right there for saying such things to me, but I felt something on my hand. My ice cream was melting away. I quickly tried to catch the runny substance before it got all over myself. Charlie giggled.

"What is so funny now?"

"That was just kind of cute," He said.

"Yeah? Well, so is your giggle."

We kept walking until we arrived at a park. I immediately ran over to the playground.

"Push me!" I said as I sat on a swing. Charlie ran to catch up to me. I sat down as he got behind me. "Hold up a sec," I said before he could push. Thankful that I was wearing a tank top underneath, I took off my glow in the dark blouse. "Ok, you can go now!" I said with a smile.

Charlie pushed. There was something weird about his chest. I felt it through his navy blue t-shirt, seconds before, as I sat up straight on the swing with him behind me. It was a bit soft. I didn't know what that was all about, and thought it'd be too rude to ask.

I flew back and forth laughing at the feeling of my stomach turning in the air. I turned around to look at Charlie's face…see if he was having as much fun as I was. I was surprised to see a troubled look on his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It…It's nothing," he said.

"Come on. Let's go sit on the bench," I said. I remembered that I had a second vision of us on a park bench where he had to tell me something important. I figured if he had to tell me anything, it'd be there.

We both sat down. Charlie scooted closer to me to kiss me on my cheek.

"You look amazing," he whispered in my ear. "Is it even possible for someone to be as beautiful as you are?"

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

"That's the best thing about you. You don't even see how great you are."

I giggled, but then stopped as I saw the troubled look on Charlie's face again.

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

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

"I…I…"

"Yes?"

"I…have to go to the bathroom."

I looked at him. I doubted that that's what he was really going to tell me.

"Sure," I stared. "Why don't we leave?"

He let our fingers intertwine as we began to walk.

"Raven, you're forgetting you're blouse," He informed me.

I looked back at it, abandoned by the swing set, glowing bright as the moon the shone down on us.

"You know what, Charlie? I don't think I need it anymore."

A/N: Sorry about the long wait. I'm writing a lot of other storied too.