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'The raven soured over the ground, the withered trees bowing down to it. The dead carcass of an animal lays on the ground, it's last position clutching it's stomach...'

"Would you like to show the class what you have written, Raven?" someone asked. Raven looked up from her computer to see Sam, the Literary Magazine counselor looked down at her.

"No, not really," Raven answered.

"Are you sure?" he asked again. Raven nodded firmly and started typing again. Sam walked away and started talking to Bee, who was seated across from Raven.

Raven took a deep breath and concentrated. In her story, the end of the world had come, due to environmental issues. The only living thing left was the raven. She didn't know where her inspiration came from, it just appeared out of nowhere. Her mind worked that way, sometimes.

When second period was over, Raven quickly got out of the room without a word. In the hallway, no one said hi to her, like they did to Terra and Bee, who were just behind her. She didn't care, she was just a goth. Part of the wall.

"Hey, Raven, wait up!" Bee called her. Raven slowed down, but didn't stop. Bee and Terra caught up to her.

"What class do you have next?" asked Terra, who was struggling to wrench her schedule out from her bag.

"Yoga," she stated simply.

"There's a yoga class?" Bee asked. Raven simply nodded.

"I didn't know that..." said Terra, who had finally managed to get her schedule out, although it was slightly torn.

"But that means that you'll be the only one in that class," said Bee. Raven nodded again.

"I'll survive," she said. Bee wasn't offended, she understood that her best friend didn't like to talk as much as Terra did. Terra, at the moment, was babbling away about how cute Beast Boy's cartoon was.

When they reached the door near the end of the hallway marked "Yoga", Bee and Terra bid Raven goodbye. Raven nodded to them and turned the knob.

"Ah, this must be Raven," said a dreamy voice. Raven looked up to see a young woman standing at the front of the class. She was dressed in skin tight exorcize pants and a blue tank top. What surprised Raven most of all was that she was wearing a blue cloak, just like Raven's.

"Take a seat, child," the woman instructed. Raven obeyed and sat in a corner near the front of the classroom, different from where she usually took a seat, at the back.

"Okay, children. My name is Esperanza, your yoga instructor. We shall begin the day with a few minutes of meditation," she said. She took out a CD and placed it in a CD player, that was sitting on a table. Music flowed into the room. A few blonde girls giggled and whispered in each other's ear. Raven clenched her fists. Why were a bunch of blonde preps in yoga?

Raven's next few minutes were peaceful and silent. She tried to clear her mind, but she couldn't help but think 'This is definitely my favorite class'.

"Excuse me, excuse me!" said a voice. Raven opened one eye. A tall boy with pale white skin was standing at the front of the room, trying to get Esperanza's attention. Raven noticed his black and gray clothes, and his messy raven hair. There was a dull look in his eyes. Raven knew that look, it was the look that she plastered on her face every day in public. There was no doubt about it, this guy was a goth.

"Hello? I have a message from Joanne!" the boy shouted frantically. No one seemed to notice him, but Raven.

"Um, Esperanza?" Raven asked. The yoga teacher immediately opened her eyes.

"Yes, Raven?" she answered. Raven pointed to the boy.

"Someone's here to see you," she said. Esperanza turned her head and saw the boy.

"Oh, hello. I have a message, I gather?" she asked. The boy nodded and handed her a slip of paper. When she was finished reading it, she thanked the boy. He nodded again and stepped through the door.

Who is that guy? Raven thought, staring at the door.