Chapter 2: Little sister

Raven POV

Ah, English….I love English, the poetry, the stories, the character analysis, the essays, the teacher who doubles as the director for our next school play….

"…Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee,
I have no joy of this contract tonight.
It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say it lightens. Sweet, good night!
This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flow'r when next we meet.
Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest
Come to thy heart as that within my breast!..."

My teacher, Ms. Farr (Rita Farr/Elastigirl) paused dramatically hand on her chest. She abruptly turned to face us. I had to remember to shut my mouth and try not to burst into applause. She was awesome! Like a real live actress! "Now class what do you think? Do you believe in Romeo and Juliet's love or is this all just some kind of hormonal rush? I'd like you all to remember they were around your age when they fell in love, got married…"

"And had sex" some one coughed out.

I looked back to see Mikron O'Jeneus (Gizmo) the class genius snickering, his collection of sharp pointy teeth revealed, I shivered. Mikron was the creepiest little prodigy. He is ten years old and he's a high school junior. Obviously he only had a high I.Q.; he still had the emotional maturity of a zucchini. He snickered next to his best friend, Baran Flinders (Mammoth). Baran was a different story; rumor has it he's been repeating each grade at least twice but the school's too chicken to kick him out. I mean for goodness sake he had a full set of hair with a matching beard and boy was he huge, as he sat on his desk he looked like someone whose little sister forced him to have a tea party with her, the thought made me smile a little.

My teacher just shook her head in disappointment at the two who were now trying to stop sniggering to no avail, instead they sounded like female boars going into labor. I looked around the room to find the class thinking the same thing; everyone was looking at them with genuine dislike. Geez, it wasn't even funny…so what? Romeo and Juliet had sex. What's the big deal? Lots of people have sex some of them even regret it, what's so funny?

"Class?" my teacher prodded, my hand shot up anything to stop those pigs….

"Yes, Ms. Roth?"

"Hormones, definitely hormones"

"Explain"

"Well, "love at first sight" the term itself underlines sight as in he was only appreciating her physical features and vice versa"

"So you think there is no possible way that it could be love?"

"Love…" I paused for a second thinking the concept over. An image of Robin popped up into my head. What did I think of Robin? Did I love him ever since the day I first met him? Yes, I did love Robin from the first moment I met him but it wasn't because of his looks…

"Ms. Roth?" my teacher popped me out of my thoughts

"I believe love has to be triggered by a person's morals, personality and commitment to their relationship. You can be crazy about a person because of their looks but it's basically just lust not love" I finished. My teacher regarded me with a sort of amused look.

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The bell sang out our release as usual "Class sit down" Ms. Farr told us gently. We slipped the straps of our backpacks of our shoulders and reluctantly sat down. "Ms. Roth's comment intrigues me…for your homework for this weekend I'd like you all to write a short story…a love story" Ms. Farr finished with a hint of mischief in her face. The whole time her eyes never left me. Oh, God does she suspect me? Does she think I'm in love with someone and is trying to prod his identity off of me? Oh, God I hope not! I stood with the rest of the class and exited the room. The boys groaned and complained while some of the girls giggled excitedly about the homework. I felt a punch on my back and stumbled into somebody. Warm hands wrapped around my upper arms and steadied me.

"Nice going, Roth! Now we gots homework" Baran's rough voice growled behind me

"Back off, Burger breath!"

I looked up to see Robin's snarling face.

"You gotta problem, pipsqueak?" Baran asked

"You okay Rae?" Robin asked me ignoring Baran's question

"HEY I'M TALKING TO YOU!" Baran growled

"Were you? I thought you were talking to your friend over there" Robin smirked tilting his head in Mikron's direction.

"Why I ought to! You wanna fight me? Huh? Well do you? You clam sniffing, louse tasting, butt brain, maggot whistling nut cracker head!" Mikron got down on the floor and threw a tantrum while Baran tried to calm him down.

Robin and I took the opportunity to slip away. "Thanks" I said blushing, thinking of how nice it felt to be held by him so protectively. Robin turned to me puzzled "For what? Sticking up for you? No problem. Nobody messes with my lil' sis". Oh, God just shoot me! I stopped walking and stayed put staring at his back. His little sister? You don't go on dates with your little sister. You don't kiss your little sister passionately. You don't go to prom with your little sister or fall in love…And I was his little sister. I was little Rae his little sister.

"Rae?" Robin finally noticed I wasn't at his side and came back for me….his little sister. "You okay Rae?" He asked. No, I wasn't okay I wasn't ok at all. I felt like my heart's been ripped into two, part of me was so happy that Robin loved me so much but the other hated him for loving me as his-his little sister. My throat shrank and I had to cough out "I'm fine, Robin".

The cafeteria was noisier than usual. I kept my head down, partly to hide my watery eyes from Robin and partly to watch that I didn't step on anything sticky. Friday's schedule always had this kind of effect on all of us. All our lessons where sliced in half and shoved together before lunch and after lunch we' all sit in the auditorium and listen to some guest speaker or another of the principal's lame speeches.