Raven made sure to lock the door behind her, even though she doubted that Gar would be awakened by the sound of running water. She stepped inside and felt the cool water slide down her skin. On the shelf beside her she saw shampoo, conditioner, soap, and three different razors. She shampooed her hair, and was surprised at how short her dark hair was now. She soaped herself off, than shut the shower off.
Suddenly there was a creaking noise, and someone walked in. Raven froze. She peeked outside the curtain and saw a sleepy Victor pulling down his pants to go to the bathroom. Ducking inside, she prayed that Vic was too tired to notice her. Suddenly there was a pooping noise and the lights went out.
"Shit." Vic cursed, fumbling around in the darkness. Out of nowhere a hand pushed through the shower curtain and onto Ravens stomach. Both screamed at the same time and Raven, without thinking, disappeared back into Gar and her room. She grabbed some clothes and hurriedly through them on, not bothering to bind her breasts. Luckily Gar was still sleeping peacefully, however she could here Richard and Vic talking in loud voices.
"Vic, what happened!"
"I dunno, I got up and suddenly the lights in the bathroom went out and there was somebody in the shower." There was rustling of shower curtains.
"There's nobody here now, go back to bed. The lights were probably just old."
"Wait, I wanna see if Gar or Raven's awake." Raven hopped into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. She took long, steady breathes as she heard the door open.
As a bedraggled Richard and a hyped up Victor went back to bed, they couldn't help but talk.
"That still doesn't explain why the floor of the shower was wet." Vic pointed out grumpily.
"From last night."
"And the clothes?"
"Also from last night."
"Man, I swear I felt somebody move."
"Well it's a good thing that nobody was there, cuz you weren't wearing your holo rings."
"Mhmm."
Meanwhile Raven had crept back out of bed, and wound the strip of cloth around herself several times. She put her shirt back on, and glanced at the clock above the desk. Five minutes until the wake-up bell rang. She took this time to put her books together, so she would be ready for the long day ahead.
Surprisingly the day went by rather quickly. Her first class, math with Victor, was easy enough with a teacher who seemed to love his subject. Next was English, this time with Richard, and was boring as watching grass grow, but still she understood the material. Her next class was biology, but again it was simple. Finally it was gym, a class she dreaded.
"Hey, you, with the pale skin." A gruff voice called. Raven froze. She was sitting in the locker rooms, and was avoiding putting on her gym clothes. Slowly turning, a big man was glaring at her.
"What's your name?"
"Raven." Raven said stolidly.
"Raven eh? Isn't that a girls name?"
"I always found the name to be kind of unisex." The horrible man peered at her intensely, as if trying to figure out if Raven was making fun of him. Finally he stood up straight.
"Well are you stupid or something? Put on your clothes whelp, or don't come at all." Taken aback at being called a whelp, she pulled off her long pants, revealing the boxers she had stolen from Gar, and hurriedly shoved on the ugly shorts. While people's heads were turned she swapped shirts, and ran outside to the glaring sun.
Raven had always hated sun, and now she saw Gar talking happily to some other boys. She stood outside the others, staring bored at where the wall had been painted by a mural. Five boys stood around a shield, holding it out as if against some grave danger.
"Alright boys! Lets get started! We're playing soccer today, so captains pick you teams!" Mr. Surge called out. Two big boys with dark eyebrows and glares walked a distance away from the others.
"James!"
"TJ!" And so on and so forth. Gar stood dejectedly next to two others. It was painfully obvious how scrawny he was. It was not so much that he was weak, but his high metabolism and shortness did not make him have an imposing figure. Next a boy with dark hair and almost gray skin was chosen. Raven! Thought Garfield in surprise. He hadn't noticed him. But that's probably how he wanted it.
Next to him a nerd with big glasses and horrible acne was chosen. His heart sank even further. Picked last again.
"Lets get started then!" Mr. Surge called out and the teams separated to different sides of the field.
"Don't let it get to you." A monotone voice said to Gar. Glancing over he saw Raven walking next to him. Raven had seen how his face had fallen at being chosen last, and felt kinda sorry for him. He looked so piteous.
"They're stupid."
"I know." Gar answered. However his face didn't look so crestfallen now, and it didn't take an empath to see that he was happier.
Mr. Surge blew his whistle and they were assigned spots. To Raven's dismay she found out that she was put in goalie. Muttering to herself she walked slowly to the cage.
Five minutes into the game a dark figure came hurtling towards her. Not paying much attention to the game, she did not notice the black and white ball until it was too late. Raven glanced up to see…
"Hey Gary! Next time don't aim for the goalie's face and maybe you'll make it in!" A jeering voice called out. Raven sat up gradually and was greeted by Gar's concerned face.
"Raven! Oh my god are you all right!"
"I'm fine." She answered blearily then,
"I'm fine." However the words did nothing to sway Garfield's worry.
"Should we get the nurse! Or a doctor! Or an ambulance! Or a helo-"
"I'M FINE!" Raven finally screamed, cutting him off. She immediately regretted the words and wanted to apologize, but it had gotten him to shut up.
"Hey Billy go play goalie for awhile, Girly go play offense." Ignoring the fact that the gym teacher had called her a girl, she went and played offense for a bit. Not moving, except to make lazy attempts at the ball, she watched the others play. Gar was a bundle of energy, seeming to be everywhere at once, and just one step behind the ball. No one seemed to be scoring, the other teams offense to be too good, and Billy being too good of a goalie.
Unexpectedly the ball flew her way. The boy, Gary, who had hit her in the face previously ran towards her. Raven pulled back her leg, and let it fly. It made impact with a satisfying smack, and Gary doubled over in pain, holding between his legs. Raven had on her usual bland face, though Gar could have sworn that his eyes were smiling.
Mr. Surge had a good laugh at that, and told Gary to quit his whining, and get up. Mr. Surge also never called Raven Girly again.
After gym came lunch, a horrid affair including watery substances and something green, French, and Government. The bell rang, signaling the school day was over, and Raven staggered back into her room. It had been an exhausting day.