WEALTH AND LOVE

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Chapter 3:

MEET ZEH NERDS Pt. 1

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A/N: I FINALLY UPDATED!! SORRY, I HAVENT BEEN, BUT ERR I'VE BEEN BUSY WITH DOWNWARD SPIRAL AND CAGED BIRD I THINK AND ALL AND YEAH.

Heh…

Anyway, enjoy this update, which I know is INCREDIBLY short. But hey! At least it's an update and all.

I dunno when I'll update next…sometime when all this clouded mental writers block goes awayawayawayaway COME SAIL AWAY, COME SAIL AWAY, COME SAIL AWAY WITH MEEEE

…Err sorry. Sometimes I randomly break into song and yeah.

ENJOY.

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At the Convention, Raven's eyes were wide throughout that entire 5 minute span between where she stepped out of the T-Car, and when she entered the doors.

Never had she seen so many friggin' nerds.

Beast Boy, on the other hand, looked ecstatic to be here, and his eyes were shining with bundles and bundles of happy-happy-joy-joy.

Raven had to admit, seeing kids so obsessive over superheroes like her was pretty cool, but also pretty freaky.

I mean, there were very overweight/obese junk-food obsessive-people with big thick-rimmed glasses, clad in spandex fake superhero suits.

Rae tried to set it aside and enjoy a good time on this 'date'.

One thing that confused her though was that Beast Boy didn't really hold her hand and drag her around, or bug her or anything like she thought he would do. He was cool, calm and collected, walking with his hands stuffed in his pockets. (A/N: IN HERE, THEY HAVE POCKETS IN THEIR SPANDEX. FEAR ME.)

On the other hand, Rae just assumed it was a pretty good thing he wasn't annoying her, yet she kept wondering WHY.

Did he not really like her?

Did he secretly think this was a bad idea?

A little voice in the back of her head told her not to freak out, and that everything was just fineeee and that Beast Boy was probably a little bit nervous.

Though the above questions were lingering in the darkest back of her mind, and were thoughts that Raven struggled to shove into the very back corner. And they were stubborn and wouldn't go quietly.

So there were voices and thoughts screaming all throughout her mind, and Raven's eyes were clamped shut with the attempting of sorting everything out, when a voice that WASN'T in her head spoke.

"Want a soda?"

Raven opened an eye, glancing at the speaker.

Beast Boy was looking at her, head cocked, eyebrows raised. "Rae. . . are you like. . .Constipated or something? 'Cause the bathrooms are right over there. . ."

"I'm fine," Raven said, forcing a hard grin. Inside, her Happiness was squealing.

'OH, HOW SWEET! HE CARES ABOUT US!' the over-hyperly-high-on-Ecstasy pink clad emotion cheered.

Raven felt heat rising to her cheeks and looked down, adjusting her leotard.

"Whatever you say, Rae," Beast Boy said, rolling his eyes slightly and turning around.

Inside, Timid was weeping softly. 'Oh, he rolled his EYES at us! He does not care about us! He abhors us!'

Raven's eyes narrowed, cursing almost inaudibly under her breath for the depressing emotion to shut her trap.

Beast Boy, on the other hand, was kinda not enjoying himself to the max. Rae was beautiful and mysteriously attracting and all, but she seemed to be too distant for her and his own good. So that's why when Terra came along, he shoved away that silly little crush he had had on the dark Goth girl, and moved on.

And now something inside was pulling him back.

It was like pulling up a red little wagon filled to the brim with bags of sand up a tall, steep mountain when you're a little kid, and you feel the pull of it slowly drag you down again to your doom.

But maybe this wasn't doom. Maybe it was destiny.

Beast Boy mentally shrugged it off, grabbing his large soda from the cashier and turning around to face Raven.

Timid struggled for control, and for a brief moment, the Changeling saw a deeply depressing aura cross Raven's face, just for a moment. And then it slid back to the normal one.

Again, he shrugged it off. It wasn't worth it to ask her what was wrong. He knew she was trying her very hardest to be nice, and if he asked too many times if she was okay, he was afraid she'd go after him, snapping and snarling.

The green teen gently tugged on her arm, speaking in a low voice as not to disturb Raven too much. "C'mon, Rae. I want you to meet a few friends o'mine."

Raven nodded, obliging in an emotionally crazed daze, and followed Beast Boy as he led her through the large crowds of superhero-dressed teenagers and scary middle-aged adults.

It was interesting to her how he knew exactly where he was going, straight towards a dark corner. There, 3 nerds stood waiting, adjusting the brims of their thick-rimmed glasses, and scratching their acne-adorned faces.

Nerds.

FULL-BLOWN nerds.

Raven shuddered slightly, and felt goose-bumps rise from her skin as she realized that Beast Boy, who was gripping her now tighter than before, yet not too tight, could probably feel that shudder. She didn't want him to think she thought his friends were nerds, but for some reason Rae got the impression that BB already knew.

The green Changeling finally let go of Raven's arm, waving at the 3 boys, even if they were right in front of them. "Hiyo."

"Klingon Macht!" One boy exclaimed eagerly, his overly-large glasses sliding down his nose.

"Hey, Marvin," Beast Boy said boredly, and turned to the other 2 'nerds'.

One was slightly taller than the other, lanky structure with sandy-blonde hair, thick glasses, pale blue eyes, and a dusting of freckles hidden across his acne-filled face.

Raven couldn't bear to look at that guy, the blistered skin was just a little too disgusting.

"Hiya, Jeff!" Beast Boy said to the boy, waving again.

"Konnichiwa," Jeff replied in a distinctively smart tone.

Then, there was the 3rd boy, with reddish-brown hair, and average blue eyes. His sunburned pale skin was filled with freckles and pimples, and he had on a 'Nerdz Rule' t-shirt. He sniffed, and whenever he talked, he had a nasally voice. Plus, he was about a foot shorter than the already short Raven.

"HI GARFIELD!!!" he said excitedly, and Raven felt her face curl into a grimace.

Beast Boy winced out of being grossed out, and waved in a swift, stiff movement. "Hi Lou."

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It would be a long, long day.

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