Part 8
Raven crossed her arms and repeated her sentence to him, "We're going out," she said again, "And no you can't get out of it."
Beast Boy stared at her, "Why all of a sudden? I didn't think Raven did 'going out'" He quoted with his hands in the air.
Raven sighed, "I don't but I have a funny suspicion that your beast side listens to me, and if that's the case, then I want us to have a better understanding of one another so that either you or I can control that beast.
Beast Boy put his hand to his chin and tilted his head like a dog, "I guess that makes sense."
Raven rolled her eyes, "I don't think you should be the judge on things being sensible or not."
"Why? I'm very sensible, in fact-"
"Enough!" Raven cut him off, "We're going to go out okay, and since I don't do the 'going out' you are going to decide what we do, knock on my door at eight," and like that she glided to her room and shut the door.
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Garfield went to his room to think things over, he wanted privacy so he decided to come up with ideas by him self, even though he wished he had some help.
I need to find something that Raven would enjoy, he thought to himself. Why did she dump so much pressure on him? Why couldn't she pick the place? It was her stupid idea anyway, Beast Boy huffed and grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil and began brainstorming.
'Café' – No too dreary.
Amusement Park – No too much like his date with Terra. His mind raced around the idea of Terra his feelings for her. He wondered if he had the same strong feelings for Raven, and while he didn't know if they were as strong, the feeling of wanting to be an attraction to Raven the want of being noticeable to her was something that was constantly inside of him.
The driving range – Perfect. She would never think of it. They could go to the one that had lights up. It was something she would doubt being able to do, and it was something that he wanted to do, at the same time he could see if she really cared for him. It was such an activity that only if she cared for him she would participate in, if she didn't care she would throw the idea of hitting a golf ball away dismissively, immediately.
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She stared at him as they landed at the driving range. "You brought me here?"
He nodded, "Are you up for it?"
She let out a sigh and thought it over and with a shrug announced, "Yeah, why not?"
"Exactly, and with that he bought a bucket of balls and rented a driver." He brought her over to one of the tees and placed the bucket down. He handed her the club, "Do you know what to do?"
She took the club, "Nope," as she held it awkwardly. First thing was that she had her hands all wrong. She had her left hand below her right hand, it was supposed to be above the right, and second problem was that her legs were right in the middle of the ball. Her front foot was supposed to be parallel with the ball. Beast Boy watched as she awkwardly lifted up the club and slammed it back down on the ground, missing the ball entirely and almost destroying the club. "Ow!" she frowned holding her right hand, "That hurt."
"That's because you hit the ground and not the ball," Beast Boy said from the bench he was sitting at, behind her.
"Du'h" She pointed at the ball that was still on the tee, "I can see that!"
Beast Boy grabbed the club that was now lying on the ground and placed it firmly in her hands. He then got behind her and with his foot placed it to the back of her knee so that both of her knees bent slightly. He then with his head rested on her shoulder, held the club with his hands atop of hers, "You hold it like this okay?"
She felt herself getting flushed, "Yeah," she gulped trying hard to keep her emotions under control.
"Okay, with your front forward lined up with the ball, you keep your head still and bring your club back like this," he moved his and her hands back and bent his elbow and she followed, "Now when the club is over your head you bring your club forward and…." They whacked the ball and watched it fly forward nearly fifty yards, "And boom you've hit your first drive," he grinned, "Now if we can teach you to parallel park you'll be all set."
"Ha ha," she said sarcastically and with her nudged him aside, "I think I can do it myself now. She lined herself up like Beast Boy taught her and did exactly the same thing she did before except this time her ball went slightly shorter and to the right but at least she had hit the ball, she let out a small scream of excitement and then quickly held her hand in front of her mouth. She turned her head towards him, "You didn't just hear that."
He stood up and placed his arms up and in front of him and began walking like a zombie, "I don't see or hear anything," he said in a monotone voice, "Brain need brain."
She smirked and whacked him lightly with the club, "your turn."
He bowed taking the club, "of course."
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They sat on the bench after they hit all the balls both drinking a bottle of water they had bought. "So what made you decide this place?" Raven asked.
"Well," Beast Boy rotated his head around, stretching, "I thought of a few places but I decided that if you really cared about me, you'd attempt to do something you have never done before, to be with me. And if you decided not to play then I would've decided that you didn't care about me."
Raven blinked taking a sip of water, "Wow you really thought it out."
He grinned, "I'm not half as dumb as I look."
She kissed his cheek lightly and then let out a small laugh, "You don't look half bad to me."
His face became red from the kiss and the comment. "I uh I um," he stuttered.
"Thank you for this perfect evening, it's been the first one I've had in a long time," she told him, smiling at the fact that nothing went wrong, neither changed, nothing exploded everything went okay as long as they were okay.
He began trying to balance the empty bottle on his nose, "You're welcome."
-end of part 8