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"Rain! Hey Rain, over here. The girl you're pulling mercilessly is calling you!" Of course, Raven would not stop pulling the poor African American girl's wrist until she reached the other side of the room.
"What is wrong with you? First you zone out at the counter, then you…" Even though Bee continued rambling on how Raven kept zoning out, the half-demon was not listening. Her mind was jumbled up with thoughts about how the hell Robin found her there, and how in the world…
Oh no. Something was wrong; her instinct told her to check, so she did, leaving Bee behind.
"Rain! Rain!" but it was of no use. Raven kept walking away at a fast pace, while hoping she was wrong, that just this once, her wish could come true.
"Excuse me." Raven said, her voice cracking from suspense. The woman at the desk looked up to her, amazed at the similarity between this girl and Raven from the Teen Titans. She must have been special…
"Yes dear?" the woman asked politely. Normally she would not, but still… this girl could be helpful one day.
"Is anyone named", Raven had to pause. What was Robin's real name? She was sure she had found out a while ago, during Robin's "phase", if you must call it that, when Slade entered his mind.
"Grayson. Is anyone named Grayson heading to New York on a flight today?" Raven asked.
The woman furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and suspicion. "Who are you to ask that?"
Raven gulped. She would have to do this the hard way, wouldn't she? "His cousin. He told me to meet him here!" Raven gave out a fake groan. "And I think I may have the wrong date. Can you please check? He won't pick up the phone." Raven asked graciously with a small smile. The woman smiled. Inwardly Raven smirked; her little acting worked.
"May I see identification?" she asked. Raven held her breath; hopefully, it would work.
Raven nodded. She had to finish; this act was going to kill her somehow. She handed the woman her I.D. card. The woman checked and found it was okay, and looked up "Grayson".
"Yes, there is a Grayson going to New York today." Raven let out a sigh in mock relief. The woman showed Raven the picture; it was definitely Richard.
"Thank you madam." Raven gave her thanks and left for Bee.
She met up with a pretty angry girl. "Should I expect you to run off more often?" she asked with curiosity and a lot of anger.
"Yes. Now come on, out flight's leaving." Raven once again grabbed Bee's hand, took their luggage, and left in the direction of the plane.
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