Heyyyy everybody... umm Rubs the back of head. Yeah... so I'm back with a new chapter, and I know it's been a long long time... well to me it has, but I'm here right?... Anyways, if you look at your sidebar you can see that this has been the longest chapter I've written. (Even though I've only written two other chapters.) But yeah, I'm sorry it took so long for me to come back, I've been doing things. Na I'm lying, I've been a lazy ass this whole time. Besides that, I'm basically writing all this to tell my actual readers that I'm not going to be writing these long chapters no more, at least I'm going to try not to. If you guys think differently then please please please review so I can know, because I know people are reviewing my story and they're reading my story too. But I have more people Alerting my story instead of reviewing.

But don't get me wrong, I'm really glad that you guys are reading my story, but I just want to know what people think about it. But hey, I'm not gonna bug out about it. Anyways... I'm going to shut up, you guys just ignore the over sensitive wannabe writer. You guys have fun!

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Finally it was the weekend, and the young teen known as Garfield Mark Logan was doing what most high school goers did when they didn't need to worry about waking up at six in the morning to get ready for school... sleeping in. For the young teen it felt like heaven, what with his whole body being twisted in his bed sheets', he was having a very comfortable sleep and what seemed to be a very good dream.

"Their's no need to fight ladies... mmm, their's plenty of the G man to go around." Gar muttered this while holding a toothy grin. But with all good things theirs unfortunately an end, and this was defiantly no exception.

"Best Friends Forever, Best Friends Forever, Ring!" The repeated sing-song tone rang throughout the sleeping teens room, who by the way was instantly wakened.

A tired groan came from the bed ridden young man. As quickly as he could -which wasn't quick enough since his sense's weren't at it's peak.- Gar reached for his cell phone but ended painfully on the floor face first. Still hearing the annoying ring tone, Gar quickly stood himself up and reached for the device that caused his bodily harm, while rubbing at his injured chin. Feeling even more aggravated from the fall, the grumpy teen answered his phone.

"Whaaat!" He half begged and yelled still rubbing his chin, feeling a bruise developing.

"Good morning to you to buddy." Vic was laughing at his friends tone, already knowing he had made him moody for waking him up. 'The kid sleeps longer then a bear in hibernation.' Thinking that, Vic couldn't help but laugh some more in picturing his friend as a bear.

"Vic?! What the hell man, why are you calling me at this time." Gar wiped the sleep from his eyes feeling his tiredness going away. Sitting on the edge of his bed with both shoulders slumped, Gar waited for his annoying friends response.

"Gar... man, have you even looked at the time?" Vic held a disbelieving look, still surprised that the guy could still be sleeping at this hour. "Seriously G, you gotta stop staying up so long. Those late night HBO specials are gonna be their next week man." He said this with a sly grin.

Gar looked over his nightstand where his clock was set, and read the red digital numbers, "11:25?" He muttered to himself, not really believing the time, but remembering what Vic said he quickly defended his ego. "Dude, I wasn't watching HBO specials. I was up late working on that damn marine biology project." Gar remembered the overnighter he took just to finish up his part of the research paper for the 'damn thing' as he called it. With a sigh heard from the other end of the phone, Gar's attention was held on to his best friends voice.

"Whoa, you two are still not done with that thing? How long as a been since you guys started, like two weeks?" Vic sat on a couch in his room while griping a football in his palm, contemplating on the days that he was seeing less of his friend since he began the project with Raven.

Finally shaking the cobwebs from his head, Gar shrugged his shoulders, "I think about two weeks?" He thought on it a good couple of seconds. "Yeah that's about right. But, by the end of this month we gotta get ready to turn it in." Though this was great news, Gar couldn't help but feel slightly down by the revelation knowing that once the project was done, the whole meeting up with Raven on a regular bases was going to end... and he didn't like the idea, since he was actually enjoying the time he had with her. Confused by his thoughts, Gar stood from his bed and paced, thinking up a rational reason for his mood.

Vic noticed the tone in Gar's voice and was a little taken a back by it. "Wait a minute, you actually like doing this project, or is it that you're doing it with Raven? Cause the last time I spoke to you, I distinctly heard you say that you couldn't stand the girl's -and I quote- "Stuck up, bitchy attitude." Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's what I heard." Vic couldn't really understand his friend at the very moment. He knew that Gar didn't like people that always had attitude problems, and were always serious about anything. From what he could remember about Raven, the girl were all these attributes. So... what was running through his friends obviously troubled mind.

Gar had totally forgotten the offensive things he said about the dark girl since he started the project with her, and felt guilty for saying them. "At the time, yeah she was bitchy, and all that other stuff. But after a while, I got to know her a little better, and well... I think I actually respect her." Gar held a genuine smile, truly believing what he had said.

Utter shock was on the dark skin teen's face, but noticing his friend obviously couldn't see his appearance, Vic sobered up and spoke. "Wait a minute," he gave a pause to put much more effect in his words. "Your telling me... that your actually enjoying working with Raven on this project?" Vic knew Raven, for heavens sake he ate lunch with the girl back in the good ol' days. So he knew how sharp her tongue was, and he certainly remembered that the girl didn't tolerate many people, preferably people like Garfield. No offense to his friend, but Vic knew how eccentric the guy could be, and he already knew that Raven was as gloomy as any other person could've. So what stumped him was, 'How the hell is Gar actually enjoying his time with Rae, and what the hell has him so friendly with her?' Suddenly, with his thoughts coming to a complete stop, he was stricken with a new one. "Yo man... do you like Raven?"

The teen on the other line made an abrupt stop from his still pacing form and held his cell phone in front of him as if he was looking at Vic directly with his stricken face. "What did you say?" Gar said as he talked through the receiver with his face still holding a horrific look. "Vic, I must be hearing things, because I know you didn't say what I think you said... cause really, that's just crazy." Gar began his pace again, with a flare of emotions beginning to surface. "Seriously man, that's just wrong. Theirs no way I would like Raven...she's... well, she's Raven. I mean, the girl is sarcastic, she wears clothes like a guy would, she walks around with the same emotionless face, and she's just doesn't seem like a girl at all... I mean, I respect her and all, but seriously Vic, what the hell are you thinking!?" As the boy finished with is rant, he was surprised to noticed that he was actually screaming pretty loudly.

Vic rose a brow from the way his friend practically yelled at him. "Gar... relax, it was just a question man. No need to get all hostile from it." Even as Vic said this, his accusations of Gar having any intimate feelings of Raven were still on the surface of his mind, and the fact that his close friend had gotten all riled up from the question, showed Vic that he was probably right. 'Hold on, what the heck am I thinking? This is Garfield Logan and Raven Roth that I'm talking about. The opposites of all opposites,' The bald teen shook his head. 'Theirs no way in hell, that those two would ever go out, or even show some kind of affection towards each other... but I'll be lying to say it wouldn't be entertaining to watch.'

As amusing as Vic thoughts were of an actual relationship between two polar opposite teens, Gar saw nothing amusing about it. For some reason, Gar couldn't help but feel defensive about the question, and by all means, he had no intention on attacking his friend like that, but it was just that Vic had caught him completely off guard. But now that he was relaxed, Gar couldn't help but feel guilty for his loud outburst.

'It wasn't that much of a big deal... so way did I get so mad?' Gar finally sat down and relaxed his over worked mind, and a foreboding silence shrouded the two.

Quickly noticing the silence, Vic hurriedly change the topic. "Anyways, I called to see if you wanted to come over and hang out with your best buddy." He attempted to sound cheerful so moods could lighten

"..."

"Come on G... I pretty sure Raven doesn't need to know about it." Realizing what he said Vic quickly added in some interesting information, so not to start a new argument. "Besides... I got the new Super Racers 4 we've been waiting for. I mean don't you want to check it out?..." A wide grin was held on Vic's face, waiting for his friends predictable answer.

"Dude! You seriously got the game?!" Gar was right back on his feet excited about the news, completely forgetting about they're earlier conversation.

'Right where I wanted him.' Vic held in a laugh, and responded to his friend. "Would I lie to you about this?" Vic asked rhetorically. "Of course I wouldn't. So get your ass over here so I can beat it, and then have your mama fuss over it with the damage it's gonna have."

Gar and Vic were known to always hold competitions with each other to see who was better then who in anything they did. From seeing who can eat pizza's faster, to playing one another in video games for hours to see who was a better player, the two were known to try and best one another in anything. Though Vic usually won their little games, Gar never seemed to want to give up no matter how bad the situation looked for him. That's why Vic considered the blonde teen such a good friend, -besides the point Gar was a good ego booster- he had heart.

"Alright... I'll go."

Vic heard the exasperated sigh come from the receiver, but was relieved to hear his friend agree. "Good to hear kiddo. Now, do your morning preparations, and have your scrawny ass over here in about an hour. Alright?"

Either not noticing or caring for the comment, Gar agreed to the terms as both teens said their peace and hung up their phones. Setting his cell on his nightstand, Gar fell back onto his bed with both hands supporting his head as once again he let out a tired sigh.

'Some relaxing time would do me and Raven some good what with this project taking up our lives and all. But maybe I should call her to let her know what I'm doing,' He rose his hand to his cell but a sudden shock came over the young man. "What the fuck? Why should I tell Raven where I'm going?.. she's not my keeper, and she's most defiantly-I can't believe I'm saying this.- my girlfriend. I can do this without her knowing about it, and besides... we're about done with the project anyways." Though he was saying this out loud to himself to really make the words effective, he still couldn't get over the feeling that he should call her and tell her. But with a firm shake of his head, Gar stood back on his two feet and grabbed at his towel that hung on the back of his doorknob.

"Gahh. Whatever, I'm done thinking about this. Vic and the game are waiting for me... I don't want them getting impatient." He gave a short laugh at his own joke that brightened his mood a little and headed for the bathroom that was across from his room, but made a sudden halt as he noticed the silence that hung throughout the house. 'Hmm, guess mom, dad, and the squirt went out.'

With a shrug of his shoulders Gar took a couple more steps in the bathroom and shut the door preparing for his morning rituals. As he finished up brushing his teeth a sigh escaped his lips while his hand ran through his greased unruly hair. As he gave himself a long hard stare at his reflection, he couldn't help but think back to the heated conversation with Vic. 'Seriously... me and Raven?... No way, not in a million years.'

Still holding his steely glare at himself, The lanky teen couldn't help but laugh at his serious expression. "Man, how does Rae do it?" He let out a couple more chuckles. "She probably practices in front of the mirror so she can perfect her whole mean look thingy." With a new sense of energy that contradicted his previous attitude, the tall blonde held his trademark goofy grin and started on his bath.

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(Vic's Place.)

"I got you, I got you, I got you!"

"Na uh, No way man. Do you know who your messin' with? You're going against the V-ster himslef little man. You can't pass me."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"..."

"..."

"You passed me!"

The verbal assaults were exchanged between the good friends as they played the video game that held they're attention. For the pass two hours, Gar and Vic relaxed in each others presence simply enjoying a good time, which involved them in some very hard button pressing on their control console's. Though from any outsider, the words that these two through at each other while playing the game would seem like they were sworn enemies, but with much closer exception, the glint's in their eyes would make any assumption wrong. Gar and Vic were having the time of their lives, since Gar was mostly busy with the project, Vic hardly had any time with his best buddy, so having the blonde with him playing the best game of the year Vic couldn't be any happier at the moment... well maybe not all that happy.

"Dude, I'm whippin' your ass." Gar couldn't help but shout out as he was in the lead. He gave a huge smile as he peeked a look at his friend seeing a grumpy Vic. "Aww, why the long face buddy? Oh," he feigned surprise. "does it have anything to do with the fact that I'm kicking you're butt in your own game?" He gloated to his friend, feeling a need to give a couple more stabs to Vic's oversized ego.

"..."

"Speechless? Yeah, I would be too if I was losing horribly." A fit of laughter rang throughout the room as Gar heard the growl come from his even more pissed companion. Directing his attention back on the game, he realized too slowly that his digital vehicle was on a one way course that was heading straight towards a building, and from the looks of it, their was no way to avoid the collision.

"Shit."

Flames and dissembled car parts were the only things seen on Gar's side of the screen as the car meet the stationed building. With his mouth gaped open in utter disbelief, a shrill of laughter came from his side were he knew he'll see that smug grin spread all over his best friends face.

"Aww, look at that. Did little Gar-Gar get his car demolished?" Vic teased his friend with a voice that a mother would use for her new born child. The blonde teen was speechless, now regretting ever taunting his friend that lead as the leader for the race. The tables have turned and Gar was in a world of shame as Vic passed the finish line and won first place, as he won the ridiculous second.

After a few more minutes of Vic irritating Gar with his lecture on how no one should talk trash unless they were worthy of doing so, but now the moment of truth was to come, or from what Vic called it 'time for humiliation'.

Gar cursed knowing full well what was to come since Vic won the game. It happened every time his bald friend won, and he was treading the words he would have to say to add on to his friends already inflated ego. It was a tradition between them, when one of them won their crazy games, the other had to say the words that celebrated their win.

"Say it." Vic couldn't help but grin even harder seeing that Gar was giving him a pleading look. "Na uh man. Don't even give me that face, you know the rules. I win you say it, you win I say it. So get to it, or," a demented look came over Vic's face as he chuckled manically. "you could just do the other thing?" Wide green eyes were his only reply. "Thought so. Now say it."

Gar hung his shoulders and head as he prepared himself for his demise. "I'm your bitch." The blonde's voice was hardly above a whisper.

"Wait. I didn't hear that. Think you can say that a bit louder?" A sly grin was present.

"I'm your bitch." 'Please don't make me say the other thing.'

"You're my bitch, and what else."

Gar gave a desperate groan, but knew there was no way out. "I'm your bitch, and you're my big brown bear." His voice was void of any emotion knowing full well the twisted satisfaction his friend had every time he said those words. He still held his head low not wanting to see the gleeful look on Vic's face. 'God I hate saying that.'

"There you go," The bald teen gave a hearty pat on the back to his gloomy friend. "that wasn't so hard, right?" A lone finger and a scoff was his only answer. "Man, don't be such a spoiled sport."

After a few more jubilant laughter from Vic and a whole hearty scowl from Gar, both friends decided that two hours of game play was enough... for now. So they both came to the idea to lounge around and basically just talk amongst themselves, which had Vic start the conversation.

"Hey. You know what I've noticed?" Vic shifted in his couch as he asked his question while waiting on Gar to say something.

"Hmm." Gar laid down on his friend's bed while looking up to the ceiling.

"We- well-, I haven't been seeing Rich and Kori lately." Vic looked over to Gar to see his reaction, and hoping his friend could give him a plausible answers to his discovery.

Gar sucked his teeth and leaned back on his hands to get a better look at his bald buddy. "It's probably nothing. I mean, you know how they are Vic. Once those two are alone, it's as if the world around them doesn't exist. They're probably just out on their little love expeditions." A small chuckle left his lips as Vic joined in as well.

As their laughter died down, both teens settled back in their positions as a comfortable silence swept through the pair as they were left on their thoughts. They were like this for the past few minutes until Vic decided the speak on something that seemed to be bothering him.

"Yo Gar?"

The said teen looked over his friend and sat up on the bed seeing that his friend looked serious. 'Ways he liked that all of a sudden?'

Seeing that he had Gar's full attention, Vic waited a few more seconds before he carefully approached the subject he felt needed to discuss. "About this morning, you know the whole thing with Raven," the tensed up movement didn't go unnoticed to him, but he kept on talking slowly so he wouldn't have a repeat from last time. Vic knew Gar was sometimes known to be a hot-head, and he wanted to make sure that they could end this conversation with none of his personal belongings broken.

"Relax man," He rose his hands up. "it's not like that. I'm just gonna say that I'm sorry for getting you all upset about it." He kept his eyes on the lanky teen to see his expression.

A small smile was on the young teen's face. "It's cool Vic... I gotta admit, I did get a little carried away." It was sort of funny to the blonde teen because he was going to admit his faults earlier, but as soon as they began their game of racing, he completely forgot. But now the Vic brought the subject back up, he couldn't help tense up to the name Raven. Though he did feel guilty from his outburst, he still was pretty upset that Vic would think something could happen between Raven and himself.

'She just isn't my type.'

"But seriously Vic... me and Raven? You can't be serious right?" Gar said sardonically, while a brow rose waiting on his friends retort.

Seeing their was no harm in teasing his friend a little, Vic held a small grin. "I don't know man... you and Raven could probably make a cute little couple." He heard Gar snort and couldn't help but smile bigger, relieved that his friend wasn't throwing a tantrum this time.

"Yeah right. I dare you to say that to her." Gar laid back down on the bed, happy that Vic and him were okay again.

"No thanks," Vic chuckled. "I'll probably get punched in the face." He sat back comfortably on his couch, also glad that the tense atmosphere around them was gone.

"Yeah you're right," Gar let out a short laugh remembering a time he thought the same thing a few weeks back. "Can you even imagine her with a boyfriend though? Who ever would like her has something seriously wrong with them huh?" Gar propped himself up again to see his comrades reaction.

Vic held a thoughtful look. "I gotta disagree with you man. I'm pretty sure if Raven wanted a boyfriend, she could get one. Of course she might need to work on something's to do so, and... well, Raven is actually pretty cute, so I see no problem with her getting a boyfriend, if she wanted one that is." As he finished talking, Vic noticed from what he could see a shocked face from Gar, and started to chuckle.

He was pretty surprise to hear Vic say those things about Raven, so he couldn't help but have his eyes widen when he heard the word's "Raven is actually pretty cute." come from Vic's lips, yet as soon as the shock left him, Gar had also remembered a time when he thought Raven was cute... In some way. 'But I didn't mean it that way, and that doesn't mean I'm attracted to her... right?- Of course it doesn't.'

After a few seconds, the bald teen could see the internal battle within Gar. "You gonna tell me why you look like you're constipated?" He smirked from his own question.

"Huh?" The blonde said as he was ripped from his thoughts.

The muscular teen shook his head. "Nothing, but look," he set his elbows on his knee's while giving Gar a serious glare. "Raven is a good girl. So don't talk about her like that... 'sides didn't you say you're starting to respect her?"

He thought on Vic's words for a quick second until he came up with an answer. "Yeah I respect her and all, but that defiantly doesn't mean that I like her or anything, and yeah maybe she is a little cute, but I really doubt that she's girlfriend material."

Vic snorted, "Coming from the guy that dates practically any girl that walks his way." Vic said this skeptically.

Gar furrowed his brows while holding a smirk. "Hey, what can I say... the ladies love the G man." He said this as he rubbed his fingernails against his shirt. "Anyways, you shouldn't be talking, Mr. I'll-talk-to-two-girls-at-once-and-not-get-caught-but-ends-up-getting-caught." Gar finished and started to laugh when he saw a serious glare come from his bald friend.

"Dude... that ain't funny and you know it."

"Na, that is funny. Who would of thought Karen had such a good left hook." More laughing came from Gar as he brought back the memory.

"Yeah, and I would of never figured Jennifer as a kick boxer." Vic hung his head in shame for getting beat down by two girls that where a head shorter then himself. "I'm just glad not many people saw that, 'cause I would've been the laughing stock of the whole damn school."

Gar steadied his breathing from all the laughing but still had a toothy grin. "Well I hope you learned your lesson Vic, because that right there my friend is a huge no, no. But hey, at least they're talking to you again right?"

"Yeah. But after I apologized to both of them for that pass month." An exasperated sigh came from his lips still hating the memory to this very day, but couldn't help but have a slight smirk from it.

A while after their reminiscing, both teens once again fell silent with only their thoughts to occupy. Vic leaned back in his seat as Gar laid back down, and as they both sat and thought, they came to a realization... they were bored. Though the silence was some what a comfort to Gar, he still felt that they shouldn't just sit around and twiddle their fingers until something happened, no, Gar was a man of action. The boredom was becoming unbearable for the lanky teen, so he broke the silence.

"Dude, I'm booored!" He whined while quickly getting to his feet, whilst directing his gaze at Vic who was nodding his head in agreement.

"Yeah," he followed Gar's lead and stood as well. "But what you wanna do? Want to play the game again?" He cocked his head half heartily to the game console that was on the floor.

"Naa, I got a better idea," He said while rubbing his stomach. "lets get some pizza, I just realized I didn't eat breakfast." Right on queue Gar's stomach growled in hearing the word pizza knowing that food was soon to come. Vic gave Gar a weird look then to his stomach.

"Aaa, right... anyways, yeah, pizza sounds good. I can do for a meat lovers right about now." He held a dreamy look as he imagined tasting the steamy pizza on his tongue.

Gar on the other hand looked disgusted in picturing the same pizza. "Dude, that's too much meat. I can understand some pepperoni on there, but all that other stuff, I can't even tell what it is. I rather just stick to my extra cheese like a normal person would."

Vic rolled his eyes from the comment. "Whatever. But lets go, it's a weekend, so you know how pact the pizzeria can get." Gar shook his head and both teens stepped out of Vic's room then headed out for their destination.

"Mom, goin' out!" Vic yelled out as he and Gar were at the door that lead outside.

"Alright, you boys be careful!" His mother's voice rang out from the kitchen.

"Okay mom."

"No problem Mrs. Stone. I'll make sure Victor doesn't get in any trouble. Ain't that right Vic-Vic- Ow! Dude not cool!" Gar rubbed the back of his head.

Vic held a triumphant grin and opened the door as both teens walked out. "We're taking my car." Vic announced over his shoulder as he walked closer to his vehicle.

"Why can't we take mine? Gar asked as he took his own keys out from his pocket.

Vic turned to his friend with a look that said 'yeah right.' He turned back around and ventured to his 'baby' as he called it and unlocked the doors.

Gar scoffed at his friend's look, "Whatever. Theirs nothing wrong with my car." He muttered as he shoved his keys back in his pocket and crossed his arms over his chest with a smug look, but still approached Vic's car.

They both entered the good looking car and relaxed against the leather seating. Vic looked over to Gar, "I didn't say anything's wrong with your car, I just feel like driving." He lied, Vic knew how Gar drove, and he really wanted to stay in one piece, and he had a meat lover's pizza to worry about. But he didn't need to tell Gar that. Vic revved up the engine and music was blasting in the car, both teens bobbed their heads to the music as Vic was heading for the pizzeria.

With the music being the only sound throughout the car, Gar looked out the passenger window. As he droned out the loud music the blonde was thinking on everything that has happened so far. At that moment, Raven once again was running through his mind. He wasn't mad from his thoughts, just sort of surprised. He told Vic he respected Raven and that was all. But as he was recalling what Vic said earlier about the violet eyed teen being 'cute', Gar seemed to agree little by little with the statement.

'Alright, so she's cute, big whoop! Their is a bunch of other girls that are way cuter then Raven, so she's no big deal. And yeah, I might just be some what attracted her, I mean that blackish brown hair she has does frame her face a lot prettier when she has it down, and it's cute when that one strand of hair always stops right in front of her left eye and she tucks it behind her ear, or when she gets mad her nose wrinkles just the tiniest bit, and her eyes... well, her eyes are beautiful. I've never seen anything... like... them bef- Wait, wait, wait... What!?' Gar quickly sat back up in his seat and thought about the things he just said about his partner.

"Finally we're here." Vic said dramatically as he parked the car as close as he could to the restaurant and looked over to the passenger seat to only be slightly confused from Gar's actions. He was just seating there with a weird look on his face. 'The hell's wrong with him.' Vic thought as he rose one of his brows. 'Has he even noticed we're here?'

Vic turned off the car to see if that would get any kind of reaction from the prone teen. Nothing, he was still seating there with that blank look. Deciding that he couldn't wait any longer for some pizza to fill his stomach, Vic began to nudge Gar back in reality, but as he was about to put his hand on his shoulder Gar spoke.

"No way, this cannot be happening." Gar said this hardly above a whisper.

"What was that?" Vic still kept his brow raised.

Finally remembering where he was, Gar hurried and rid his startling thoughts and looked to Vic. "Umm... nothing, just talking to myself." He said then ended with a nervous laugh.

"You sure? 'Cause I could've sworn you said-"

"Na I'm cool, really." Gar gave Vic one of his trademark grins and quickly opened the door and stepped out, avoiding anymore questions his friend decided to throw at him.

Still with a question look Vic decided to let it go since pizza was involved and it was only a few steps away. "Well, if you say is nothing then it's nothing." He shrugged his round shoulders. " Come on, lets hurry and get some pizza. I'm starving."

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Gar said half heartily not really paying attention, but still worried about his newly discovered feelings for his partner. 'Wait a minute. It's not feelings... it's just... just stuff I realized about her, that doesn't mean I like her, right? Of course I'm right.' Finally convincing himself that his thoughts were completely wrong, Gar and Vic finally entered their pizzeria and sat at their usual spot. After a good few seconds, the waitress came and took their orders and left the two friends to themselves.

"Man, good thing we came early in the afternoon, or I'm pretty sure it was gonna get pact in here soon, huh?" As the dark skin teen finished his sentence with a smile it faded as he looked over to Gar, to his surprise his lanky friend wasn't taking in his statement. 'He's just sittin' there again with that face.'

"Yo G, you okay man, this the second time you've gotten all weird on me."

Shaken out of his reverie, Gar looked to his friend while seeing that he was holding concern in his eyes. 'Dammit, I can't let Vic know about this. - Not that it is anything.- But still… he can't know. I got to straighten out some things.' Quickly coming out of his thoughts, He had to come up with a probable answer to keep his friend at ease.

"I'm alright. Just thinking about how that extra cheese pizza is gonna taste way better then that nasty meat lover's." Hoping that Vic will go for the bait, Gar just lounged back in his seat trying to look relaxed.

He snorted, "Man, whatever. No way anything is better then the all time, punch pact, and delicious meat lover's. I mean, who can not look at that beautiful pizza and not drool all over it?" Vic wasn't dumb, he knew something was going on with his buddy, he's known the guy for the better three years of high school. But deciding that he should just drop it, and leave his friend to his thoughts, he'll play along… for now.

"Yeah, yeah. You keep thinking that big guy." Glad that Vic took the bait, Gar had loosened up.

After a few more playful disagreements between the good friends on who's pizza was better, their food was finally delivered. Gar let out a chuckle as Vic cooed over his food like a new born and apologizing to the pizza that it had to be eaten. Gar shook his head and began to eat his own pizza, but not without having one last thought run through his mind.

'I can't like Raven… she's not my type… but if I did like her-and that's a huge if.- then who's to say that Raven could ever like me?' He shook his head in agreeing with himself. 'Yeah… so there's no way we can happen.' Though he was comforted about his conclusion of Raven, he couldn't help but have a weird felling in his stomach. Deciding it was his hunger, Gar bit into the pizza and all thoughts vanished as he enjoyed his food and the company of his best friend.

'It's absolutely nothing.'

See, I'm going to tell you guys the truth. I kinda didn't like how I ended the story, but well, it's really how you guys depict it. Anyways, this is where you guys press that little light purple button and tell me what you thought on the chapter. Also, don't forget to mention if I should write chapter like this, or should I make them shorter. This whole chapter was eleven pages long, for me that's huge, but still, give me your opinion. Remember all, please tell me any faults you've seen, or anything I need to fix. Alright? Okay, you guys take it easy. Your rookie writer. Maximo.