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Chapter 8

The last period's bell rang, signaling the end of school. Students rushed from their classes, fleeing the wrath of Raven and her gang.

Loca flew out of her classroom, chasing kids and screaming, "The first kid I catch gets a wedgy!"

"Does she always do that?" Raven asked, alarmed.

"Yes, and it's the highlight of our day!" Muffy exclaimed, laughing at Loca's antics.

"Okay, so let's do some damage!" Bianca yelled, cracking her knuckles.

"Hmm, that sounds fun, really…" Raven said, laughing nervously, backing away from the girls slowly, "but I don't feel so well, so I'm just gonna go home. Okay, I'll see you guys later."

Raven rushed off, ignoring Bianca and Muffy's calls.

Raven made a b-line for Chelsea's house, practically running the whole way. Hopefully Chelsea lived there. There was no telling what was the same and what was different in this world.

She knocked on the door and took a deep breath, afraid of who would answer. To both her surprise and relief, it was Mrs. Daniels, Chelsea's mother. She was dressed all in black and it looked like she had been crying, but Raven didn't have any time to wonder why. She needed Chelsea's help and she needed it now.

"Hi, Mrs. Daniels, I was wondering if Chelsea was home—"

"Oh, did you come to taunt her some more?" Mrs. Daniels hissed, but her voice was shaky.

Raven was shocked. Me taunt Chels? Never. She shook her head. "No. I…"

But Mrs. Daniels cut her off. "Have you no soul at all? Her best friend is dead and you come here to break her spirit even more?"

"What—who, who is dead?"

"Edward Thomas, Chelsea's best friend."

Raven was sure that her heart had stopped. It seemed as if all of the air was knocked out of her as she stumbled backward a little and tears sprang to her eyes. Eddie was…dead? No, it couldn't be.

"No, I saved—" Raven began but stopped herself. The realization slapped her in the face with so much force that she almost screamed.

"He was hit by a car…wasn't he?" Raven whispered.

Mrs. Daniels saw the tears in Raven's eyes, and for a second, she felt bad for the girl. But, it was only for a second. "Yes. It happened just two days ago. I thought you had known."

No words were spoken for a moment, and then Mrs. Daniels turned her head into the house, her ears catching her husband's voice. She turned to Raven. "Now, if you'll excuse me, we're holding a memorial for Eddie."

Then, Mrs. Daniels closed the door.

Raven collapsed on the steps, tears streaming down her face, violent sobs wracking her body.

She didn't have a vision that day, and she hadn't saved Eddie…because she wasn't psychic.

The grief she felt was so great, it became hard to breathe. The world around her began to spin wildly, the colors of cars, buildings and people meshed together in a giant blur. Raven wasfainting right there on Chelsea's front stoop.

The last thing she heard before the blackness took her was, "What the hell are you doing here?"