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Chapter 13

Two hours later, the door cracked open and Chelsea and Mrs. Daniels came out. Raven stood up quickly.

"What are you doing here?" Chelsea asked irritated, but there was a hint of curiosity in her voice.

"I-I came to speak to you." Raven said nervously.

"Why aren't you in school young lady?" Mrs. Daniels asked stepping protectively in front of Chelsea.

"I…I wasn't feeling well," Raven said and then quickly added, "but I'm feeling better now and I wanted to speak to Chelsea, if that's okay with you?"

Mrs. Daniels was about to shoot Raven down, but then Chelsea spoke up. "It's okay Mom. Go start the car. I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Are you sure honey?" Mrs. Daniels asked, reluctant to leave her daughter with her life-long tormentor.

Chelsea nodded and Mrs. Daniels slowly headed toward her car. Once Mrs. Daniels was inside and starting the car up, Chelsea sat down on the stoop and Raven followed.

"What do you want now?"

"I'm sorry if I freaked you out last night. I didn't mean to, I just wanted someone's help. I hope you still want to help me, but if you don't, I'll understand."

Chelsea was silent for a few seconds, looking around her neighborhood, trying to avoid Raven's hopeful stare. Then she said, "Did you call my cell phone yesterday?"

Raven nodded. "Yeah, I called at school before I came to your house."

"How did you get my number?"

"I know it by heart. It's not hard. 917-555-7835. It's on speed dial on my cell in the other world…apparently I don't have a cell phone in this world."

Chelsea's mother honked and Chelsea stood up, motioning with her index finger to tell her mother that she'll be there in a minute. Raven stood up too.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm no so sure that that's any of your business." Chelsea stated, but then changed her mind when hurt quickly swept over Raven's face. "I…I'm going to counseling. My parents think it'll help…"

"But you're parents are both therapists. They can't help you?"

"Nah. It's like this rule or something. You know how a surgeon can't operate on his/her own family, it's the same with a psychiatrist. You can't head-shrink your offspring."

"Oh."

Chelsea's mother honked again. "Well, I have to go so…" Chelsea trailed off, stepping down off her stoop.

Then, she turned. "I'll be back in a couple of hours. Call me and…we'll talk about your problem."

Raven smiled so brightly that it actually hurt. "Okay. I'll call you. Thank you so much."

Raven moved forward as if to hug Chelsea, but then thought better of it and just waved. "Bye."

Chelsea looked toward the ground and smiled a little. There was still some discomfort with this whole thing, but Raven could tell that she was starting to get to Chelsea. Then, Chelsea got into her mother's car and they drove off.

Raven walked home a little happier than when she started. With Chelsea's help she felt a little better about the whole thing. That feeling was about to change.

"Raven?" A voice called from behind her and she froze, knowing exactly where the voice came from. She slowly turned.

Bianca, Muffy and Loca were standing behind her, matching shocked expressions were plastered on all of their faces.

"What are you doing?" Bianca asked roughly and Raven flinched…