Short chapter, guys. Sorry for such a long wait. I've changed a lot over the year and started to lose interest in this story but I think I'm back! Thanks to Wing Elie!

Chapter Five: Inspection

(Back to the present, with Ryss, Fiona, and Raven at the coffee house)

Raven folded his arms and glared. Well, she didn't look like much. At least not what Van and Fiona had said she was. How could anyone so clumsy sing as well as she apparently could? This would be interesting, for sure. Raven leaned over the counter, staring at Ryss with a look of pure fury in his eyes. "Latte? Remember? I'm thirsty, dammit!" He hissed.

Ryss blushed and sputtered something about a train station, and then turned away quickly to make a new one. Raven sneered at her back, and tapped his worn black sneaker on the floor. Fiona glanced over at him, and mouthed, 'what do you think?' Raven sighed loudly. He mouthed back, 'I haven't even heard her sing' and Fiona shrugged. Then, Ryss turned around holding a steaming latte.

"Here you go, one venti latte!" She said crisply. She wasn't going to be flustered by some freak. Raven stared right into her eyes and took the latte slowly, still looking at her. She stared right back, and Raven was taken aback. Why the sudden confidence? Just seconds ago she had been blushing and stuttering! What was she, bipolar? Raven scoffed, and then looked at Fiona, who simply sighed and turned to Ryss.

"So… er, Ryss, this is Raven. He's the current lead singer and guitarist in the band. Raven, this is Ryss, the single COOLEST PERSON ON EARTH!" Raven stared hard at Ryss. He couldn't make up his mind on whether she was pretty or not. Her fashion sense was offbeat, her hair was dyed, and she was extremely curvy. She was the same height as he was, well, almost; she was wearing boots. But she was pretty tall, at least 5"10'. Her eyes were a weird turquoise much like her hair. Her skin was very pale, but clear of any acne. Her mouth was small and pouting. He decided that she was beautiful. But that didn't matter if she didn't have a good voice. "Hi." He said flatly. "I know you."

Ryss folded her arms across her chest. "Hi, I know you too." She looked down disdainfully at his ripped black jeans, black sneakers laced loosely, wallet chain hanging out, and old leather jacket (which was basically ruined) over a gray tee shirt. His hair was too long; but it was thick, black, and shiny. His eyes were lavender and peeked out from under his bangs. He had a skinny, athletic looking body-

"Mating practices of the outcasts, eh?" Ryss and Raven looked away to see a tall guy with spiky blonde hair and a permanent smirk on his face walk over. He looked like he was cut straight from an ad for J Crew. Raven glared.

"Shaddup."

"Whatever. So, is this our girl?" Irvine gestured to Ryss, who unfolded and folded her arms, glaring. Raven opened his mouth to speak, but Fiona pounced.

"YES! She is sooooooooooooooooo cool! Her voice is AMAZING!" Irvine sweatdropped, and turned to Ryss.

"The name's Levrier. Irvine Levrier." He nodded politely. Ryss nodded back.

"Ryss Bleu."