I died and now I am back! I'm trying to make my chapters a little longer (to those of you who requested me to do as such). And THANK YOU to all that reviewed. Like seriously you are amazing people (or maybe you're not people, I don't judge)

I wish I owned the Teen Titans, but alas I do not. It seems "The world is not a wish granting factory"

p.s. any one that understands my reference is awesome.

ONWARD TO THE STORY! \/

Raven rushed out of the cafeteria leaving behind a confused and curious green-haired boy. She looked down at her schedule and almost let out an audible groan. 'Gym' the word itself made Raven want to gag. Even though Raven was thoroughly athletic (you get that way running to and from school every day) she still despised the class.

Mainly, though, she loathed the uniforms. Short-shorts and short sleeved shirts, these clothes would make her home life and cutting problem obnoxiously obvious. Although it did seem like a perfectly logical solution to her problem, the fear that Trigon installed into Raven made the idea of telling someone terrible.

Raven decided to simply sit out or refuse to wear the uniform if it came down to it. Since, it was her first day; the teacher let her off but next class she would have to wear the uniform. Not that she was actually going to, however. She was just about to let herself calm down when she felt a familiar stupidity and desperation coming toward her.

"Look Rae, we're in the same gym too! Isn't it great?" Garfield exclaimed goofy smile and all.

"No" Raven dead-panned looking down to the book she had taken out of her bag.

"And my name is Raven"

"Aw, look if anyone said anything during lunch I'm sorry—"

"Look, I'm trying to read. So, I would appreciate it if you left me alone." Raven was once again finding herself frustrated with the green boy.

"Okay I'll leave you alone IF—"

"IF?"

"IF you agree to come to movie night," Garfield finished feeling smug with himself.

"Something tells me I don't really have a choice in the matter" Raven monotone

"Nope!" Garfield, who was once again smiling like an idiot, couldn't help but find himself impressed at how well she knew him for only knowing him for four hours.

"Okay, so we're meeting at Vic's house and—you know what I'll just text you the details. What's your number?" Garfield handed her his phone so that she could add herself as a contact. At first she just looked at it, but eventually took it.

"Logan! Get your ass over here and away from the unprepared slackers!" The gym teacher yelled.

"Bye Rae-Rae, See yah tonight!" Garfield cheered running over to the class.

TIMMMMME SKIIIPPP! (Raven is just arriving home)

Raven walked in her front door and flinched at the beer bottle that was thrown at her head.

"You little Bitch, get over here and get me another beer" Raven looked over and noticed her drunken father lying on the couch covered on empty beer bottles. Raven rolled her eyes at the digesting sight and walked over to her kitchen to fulfill his demand.

As she noticed the food—or lack of food in her kitchen she found herself to be almost excited to go to Victor's house. She hadn't eaten an actual meal since her mother died and what scraps of food she could get were extremely unappetizing.

Raven handed her father his poison and walked to the kitchen to check the time. '3:23'. Garfield told her to come at 4:30 so she had about an hour to spare. Raven ran up to her room and grabbed her sketch book. She opened up to a fresh page and began to sketch. When she was satisfied she looked at the clock, '4:20'. She looked back at her drawing. It turned out to be a drawing of melting, bleeding lungs.

'hmm I guess I'll head out early. Since I'm walking I'll be there right on time.'

She grabbed her jacket and began to walk to the door.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going you little demon!" Trigon yelled throwing yet another beer bottle at his daughter. This time it hit her square on the back of her head. Blood began to gush out of her head. Trigon grabbed her shoulder and smacked her face to the point where Raven couldn't feel her face.

He then slammed her shoulder into the wall. Raven whelped in pain, the most painful being the rage and hatred she could feel radiating off of him. Trigon knocked her head against the wall and Raven slipped into unconsciousness.

When she woke up, she noticed she was stripped to her glory and counted twenty new bruises from yesterday. She noticed her clock read 7:20 AM. 'crap Crap Crap CRAp CRAP!'

'Im going to be late!' Raven freaked as she ran out bed. She grabbed the first undergarments she could find, a long sleeve turtleneck and an oversized PTV sweatshirt, black skinny jeans and her boots. Unfortunately she didn't have time to take her pills so she stuck them in her bag along with her sketch book and unfinished homework.

She rushed out the door ignoring the agonizing pain she felt from last night's beating. She got to her locker and noticed she had already missed first block. Since JCH runs on a rotating block schedule she headed off to bio for second block. She automatically began to try to think of an excuse of why she didn't make it to movie night. She promised Garfield and one thing she hated doing was breaking promises. Her hatred of that was the only reason as to why she hadn't committed the final deed and took her own life. She wasn't going to break that promise to her mother. The thought of death made her itch for her razor, but she tried to ignore the feeling. That was always something that she had had trouble with, hiding feelings. She guessed it was the root of her disorder.

When she rushed in she quickly gave an excuse to Miss Gapolin and tried to avoid eye contact with Garfield. So, when she sat down she automatically went to work. She did feel legitimately bad about standing him up. Not that it was her fault, it was her father's, but she can't tell Garfield that.

"Are you really going to ignore me?" Garfield demanded pissed that she wasn't even going to apologize.

"Look, Garfield I am sorry about not showing up I lost track of time, and fell asleep." It was partially true. Technically her father knocked her out…

"You could have texted," he countered

"I fell asleep, I have been exhausted from all of this moving crap, I am truly sorry though."

Garfield seemed to accept her apology and started to work on his assignment. Of course with his gold-fish like attention span that didn't last long.

"Why were you late this morning?"

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

"I just don't understand how you could sleep that long…" he confessed feeling slightly embarrassed for being so nosy. However, nosiness was just apart of Garfield's charm. He would argue that funny was also apart of her charm, but any human with ears would argue otherwise.

"Ever heard of jet-lagged? I'm not exactly part of this time zone" She explained being honest. Garfield looked flabbergasted at her reveal.

"Really? Oh… Where are you from?" The fact that Raven wasn't from around here wasn't something Garfield had assumed. This made Garfield feel kind of bad for harassing her. It was only her second day here after all.

"It's a small village in Europe called Azarath—now if you wouldn't mind I would like to get my work done" Thinking of her former home made Raven think of her mother and that was one thing Raven really didn't want to think about. Her death was something she had nightmares about every night- that and her dad.

Soon, class was over and the students began to walk to their next classes.

"Hey Goth girl" An obnoxious voice called to Raven. She ignored the call as she did to all calls. Not pleased with her reaction, the boy grabbed her bag and spilled its contents. His actions lead to a massive amount of pills spreading out throughout the halls. Raven gasped and began to freak out.

"Hey Rae… what are all of these pills for?" Raven spun around and saw Garfield. She could sense his confusion and worry.

"Um you see—"

Well there you have it. I guess that wasn't really longer than my other chapters, but I tried! Oh well…

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