Sorry I haven't updated sooner. I've been kinda busy, but chapter 5 turned into chapter 5 and 6. Oops ; Oh well. Enjoy!)

chapter 5

It was Sunday again. Like usual, I went downstairs to get some tea. I poured myself a glass, and sat down on the couch, watching Beast boy and Cyborg play mindless video games. I started to think about last night. The time me and Beast Boy shared together. It was nice. As I thought, evidently, I was smiling. Starfire taped me on the shoulder and said, "Raven. You are smiling. You are happy today. Would you like to partake in the art of shopping?" I put up my hood, hiding my smile, which was quickly disappearing. "No thanks. I have to much to do. Thanks anyway, Star."

As I finished my tea, I wanted to practice my guitar. I was really into it, now that I had an idea of how to play something. So, I got an idea. "Hey Cyborg, Can I use your computer?" "Sure Rea. What you going to be doing?" "Nothing' special. Just checking something." He knew my business was MY business, and didn't ask me to explain.

My idea was perfect. I went into Cyborg's room and booted up his computer. I looked around for guitar notes and positions for the fingers. I found a lot of sites, but I couldn't really understand them. I finally found a site with everything I needed. I even found guitar riffs to some songs I like. So, I printed them off, which was about 13 pages of stuff, and because I knew Cyborg was check his history sometime, I deleted the pages I had been on, and the cookies of them(AUGH! I'm talking computer again!). Then, I checked my email, and got off.

I teleported to my room. I turned on the radio, so no one would hear me play, then I took out my guitar, and practiced the basic notes. Although my fingers killed, I worked through the pain. I wasn't a quitter, and pain was nothing to me. After about an hour, I had mastered most of the note. So, I moved on to a song I printed off. It was "Mirror Mirror" by M2M. As I sang it to myself, The notes just fell right in with the words. I couldn't really hear the notes I played, so I shut of my radio. As I played, I sang a bit louder.

I must be stupid,

Must be crazy,

Must be out of my mind,

To say the kind of things,

I said last night,

Mirror,

Hanging' on the wall,

You don't have to tell me,

Who's the biggest fool of all,

Mirror,

I wish you could lie to me,

And bring my baby back,

Bring my baby back,

To me...

Just then, I heard a knock on my door. I stopped playing, as a candle blew up. I was nervous to who I might be. "Just a second." I said. I put way the guitar, and stashed the music under my bed. I opened the door, to see it was Beast Boy. "Hey, was that your radio? 'Cause I could hear it up in my room." "Yeah, It was the radio. I was listening to some music. I didn't think it was up that loud." "Well, it was good. You think I could borrow the CD?" "Um, it wasn't a CD, but..." I gave him a motion to come in my room. He did, and the door shut behind him.

"Can you keep a secret?" I asked him. He nodded. "Well, that wasn't the radio, nor was it a CD or a tape..." I cut my self off. "Never mind. It was the radio." He got a puzzled look on his face, "Wait a minute, Was that you?" I didn't answer, and looked at the floor. "I thought you didn't know how to play guitar! I only thought you the A cord." I pulled the music out from under my bed, "The internet is a wonderful thing." He was amazed, "Wow. You learn quick. Are you sure you need lessons?" "Well, Its easier when someone helps you to learn these things. It took me forever to try and translate those," I handed him the music I printed off. He scanned it quickly, and raised an eyebrow, "You can read this? Well...uh...good for you." He looked nervous. "Wait, you can't read it, can you?" "What! Of course I can." I grabbed the guitar out of the closet, "Then prove it."

I gave it to him, and picked a song for him to play. It was "Smells like teen spirit" By Nirvana. He sat on my bed, and managed to play the first couple notes. Then he couldn't play another damn note right. I grabbed his hand, to stop him from playing, "If you couldn't read it, you could have just told me." He looked at my hand on his and blushed slightly. I realized what I had done, let go of his hand, and put my hood up, to hide myself, as I was blushing.

After a minute or two, I broke the silence, "You know, I could teach you how to read them, in exchange for you teaching me how to play. Its a fair trade." "Really, that would be kewl(my way to spell 'cool'. it will probably be like that through most of the fic), but I don't think you need lessons anymore. Your almost as good as I am." I raised an eyebrow, "Almost?" "Ok, you probably better than me. Are you happy?" "Like you said, I learn fast. So, same time as my lessons were?" "Sure." He got up, gave my guitar, and walked out.

I put the guitar and music away, and fell backwards onto my bed. I didn't get much sleep last night, and I was completely out of it now. I looked at my alarm, and it read 12:34. I went down stairs, ate a sandwich, and went back to my room. I needed some sleep. I laid down on my bed, and fell asleep instantly.

I dreamed that I was at a small club, on a stage, playing guitar, but it wasn't a song I had heard before. I couldn't really make out the words, but I heard the tune. I was smiling, and enjoying myself. I played for a few more minutes, then I stopped, waved to the crowd, and stepped off stage with a smile on my face. I began to talk to someone, but I couldn't really see them, it was too dark. I couldn't hear them either. All I could hear was the sound of the audience clapping.

Although didn't want to, I woke up. I saw a shadow on the edge of my bed, but I couldn't make out who it was because it was so dark, but I could feel the persons hand on mine. My hand jerked slightly. Then, I heard a voice, "Raven, you awake?" the person said in a whisper. I still couldn't make out who it was. "Yeah. Who's there?" I said in a tired whisper. "It's me, Beast Boy. I was just wondering if you were hungry. Its almost 7:00, and we got pizza." Inside I smiled, but didn't show it. "Thanks, but I'm not really hungry."

His hand was still on mine. I blushed, and I think he did too, but we couldn't see one another. I was glad he woke me, not just because I needed to get up anyway, but because he cared. I didn't want him to let go of my hand, but he had to. As he did, I asked him, "Are we still on for lessons, tonight?" "Yeah, I'll meet you on the roof around 10:00. Want me to turn on your light before I leave?" "Sure." He turned on my light, waved, and left.