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Chapter 2

The hallways of Bayside High buzzed with students. Raven opened her locker, shoved her bookbag inside and grabbed her history textbook. When she closed the door, Eddie was standing beside her. She gasped in surprise, but settled when she realized who it was.

"Hey Eddie. Thanks for the little heart attack. I needed the energy boost."

Eddie didn't miss a beat. "No problem. So, you want to do movies tonight at your house? We haven't done that in forever."

Raven shrugged. "Okay. What time?"

"I figured we'd be there by six?"

"We who?" Raven asked, already knowing the answer. Why would she agree to movie night?

"Me and Chels. Who else?"

Trying to save herself, Raven stuttered, "Uh...I figured Chantel would be coming. You two are still together, right?"

"No." Eddie muttered bitterly, but then added, "But I'm sure by lunch we will be."

"I'm so happy for you." Raven said sarcastically.

"I didn't think you'd be cool with me bringing Chantel, but I guess I could bring her."

Raven nodded. It would be easier to be around Chelsea with more people around.

"Maybe Chelsea can bring Ben...or maybe not." Eddie said, pointing behind Raven. She turned.

Chelsea and Ben were standing by the school's entrance doors. Ben was leaning up against the door's frame rubbing his head in frustration. Chelsea was standing straight as a board, her hands moving around wildly. They seemed to be having a quiet argument. Raven's stomach curled at the sight of Ben.

In the beginning, Raven and Ben got along. They were both psychic, and Ben had entrusted her with his secret, even before his own family and friends. Ben was nice and funny, and treated everyone with kindness and respect. And Chelsea liked him, which was fine at first. But jealousy soon took over, and Raven found herself being intentionally rude and short with Ben. He put up with it for Chelsea, but soon, he stopped trying to remain friends with Raven. Ben stopped hanging out with everyone at lunch, and sometimes, he kept Chelsea from them. He said things like he "wanted some time alone" with her and stuff like that. Chelsea didn't notice the tension of course, but she did realize that Ben didn't want to hang out at the same lunch table as her friends any more. If Chelsea was nothing else, she was loyal to her friends. The relationship kind of went downhill from there.

Raven supposed that she would be the cause of their breakup, and she felt bad, but jealousy had a way of making you stop caring about stuff like that.

Raven and Eddie watched at Ben put his hands up in defeat and Chelsea just shook her head and walked away. Chelsea's sad eyes locked with Raven's as she headed toward them. Raven felt as if she was going to be sick. Her stomach did a flip and her heart began to pick up its pace. She felt her breath catch in her throat as Chelsea walked up to them and muttered a dim, "Hey."

"So, you and Ben..." Eddie said, motioning toward where she and Ben just were.

Chelsea sighed. "I don't get him anymore." She opened her locker, took out her textbook and closed it. "Don't worry about it."

All Raven could do was nod. She thought of a million things to say like, "Forget him, you don't need him. You're better off without him. You're better off with me." But she couldn't say anything like that. She had to say something though.

After a few moments of silence, Raven cleared her throat and said. "Uh Chels..."

"Yea?"

"Um...do-do y-do you want to..." Why was this so hard?

Both Eddie and Chelsea stared at Raven. "Do I want to..."

"Come over to my house tonight? F-for movie night." It finally came out of her mouth. Raven remembered the last time she had such difficulty speaking. It was when she asked Devon out on a date. This, however, could NOT be a date.

"Oh." Chelsea's face brightened. It had been a while since she'd been to Raven's house. Mostly it was because Raven had been avoiding her and she thought Raven was mad at her. But now it must be okay since Raven was inviting her over. "Yeah sure. What time?"

"Around six?" Raven exhaled, not even realizing that she had been holding her breath. Could it be possible that she was afraid that Chelsea was going to say no?

Chelsea nodded. "Cool. I'll bring the chips."

Raven smiled. "I'll provide the soda."

"I'll get the movie." Eddie added.

Then, the bell rang and the three friends rushed off to History class.

As Mr. Donavon droned on about World War II, Raven began to daydream about Chelsea that day in the park. She could feel the rain beating down on her head and shoulders. And the wind whipping her hair around her face making it hard to keep her eyes open. She saw Chelsea twirling and how, just for a moment, the sun made her sparkle.

Then she was tapped on the shoulder. Raven straightened up in her seat just as a folded piece of looseleaf paper slid over her shoulder and into her lap. She picked it up; there was a bold "R" on one side in blue ink. Raven turned her head slightly, acknowledging Chelsea behind her. She unfolded the paper carefully, looking up every so often to make sure that the teacher didn't suspect anything. When she finally got it open, there was a short note in the middle of the paper.

Rae,
Can we talk during lunch...privately?

Raven's heart skipped a beat. Why would Chelsea want to talk to her privately? Raven wrote, "Y?" quickly, folded the paper as best as she could, and carefully dropped the paper over her shoulder onto Chelsea's desk. Seconds later, the note was back in her lap.

"I need to talk to you alone."

"Again, y?"

"Please?"

"OK."

For the rest of the period, Raven wondered what Chelsea would have to say to her. She also dreaded being alone with Chelsea. Raven didn't think she could stand being alone with Chelsea without doing something that would give away her secret. Of course, she really didn't know. She hadn't been alone with Chelsea for quite some time. This would be a test of some sort. A test of self control. Raven hoped above all hope that she would pass.