After typing Chapter 9, I started typing this. Ok, maybe after a few hours.

This story…um….I don't have an exact storyline yet. Even though this is a story itself. Haha. I know I am weird.

I hope that this story will finish in 4 or 5 chapters.

Chapter 9

Robin's POV

The exams are over.

Isn't that supposed to be a happy thing?

I sighed. There are more serious problems than studies.

My footsteps took me to the main hallway. People were cheering. Last time, I was a part of them, now, I am outcasted, more like I am treated like God. Everyone was looking at me like they had never seen me before.

And I think it's cuz of Starfire clinging onto my arm.

"No way, they are dating?"

"God. Even Robin can be seduced by her."

"The world is turning into a disaster. If Robin is vulnerable, then the guys are hopeless."

I ignored them. All of them were just talking rubbish. This has nothing to do with my love for Starfire.

Right?

"Hey, Robin, let's go out and eat something. To celebrate."

I forced a smile. "Of course. My treat."

The fake smile spread over my face. I got the girl. That's a fact. I got my dream girl whom I dream about every night. I got my dream, I have seized the female clinging onto me.

Why does that make me feel so…weird?

Raven's POV

I glared at the two hands glued to each other like…rotten gum on plastic.

So he got the girl and he didn't tell me. I really feel betrayed.

Ok, maybe I am not his girlfriend, but I am still his friend who helped him snatch the girl.

Despite my feelings for him.

"So they are dating now?"

"Of course, Roy. By the way, why are you still sticking to me? It's getting annoying."

"Senior Prom is tomorrow. Do you have a dress?"

"No."

"Do you have a pair of shoes?"

"Of course, I have a lot of Converse pairs."

"Do you have lipstick?"

"Does water count?"

"Facial wash?"

"Dettol. Prom doesn't need facial wash. Who brings a bottle of facial wash to prom?"

Roy rolled his eyes. "Make-up?"

"Water. Moisture is the best."

I really love my sarcasm.

"Nice trying to counterattack. Let's go shopping!" he squealed.

Excuse me, Roy, but you can never beat me in conversations. I am so good in talking. I am in debate you know.

"What are you thinking, Raven?"

I snapped out of my ranting. "Eh? Thinking about ways to shut that irritating mouth of yours."

Roy smirked. "Which is so damn kissable."

I sighed, "I pity the girl."

"Gah. How long are you going to spend on shoes? I can just go in some random sneakers."

Roy snorted. "Your fashion sucks. We will come back to shoes later. Let's go to the dress section."

Gah, I could have just gone in a weird cape. Like seriously. Who bothers going around the whole freaking shopping mall to buy a dress and a couple of shoes?

Wait, normal girls do.

Oh my god, I am so embarrassed. I can't call myself a girl.

"Raven, can you not stone at some random place and actually look at the dresses for once?"

"I never wanted to go to prom in the first place. The worst thing of this is, going to prom with you of all people."

"Whatever you say. Hey, how about this?"

"It's damn freaking low-cut. Don't expect me to dress like Starfire. It's damn irritating, and annoying."

"They have similar meanings, by the way. I kinda expected you not to use words with similar meanings."

Feeling my blush creeping up my cheek, I sniffled. Go away, blush, go away. I know it looks horrible on my pale skin.

Roy wriggled his eyebrows. "Are you embarrassed? Anyway, I think an elegant style will go well with you."

"Excuse me, but elegance and me are totally two different things."

"I can totally see that."

I pouted. I actually wanted him to comment something nice.

I strolled around the brightly-lit shop. Decorated with fake jewels, the shop actually looked nice. Maybe it's just because it's in a secluded area of the shopping mall, thus many people don't really come here. I pity the owner.

Eyeing the ikebana in the glass case, I inched towards it, step by step. It looks like the exact replica of Robin's.

My fingers lingered over the case. Why am I so scared? Robin is only a friend. And I should appreciate his works.

"It's a nice design, isn't it, my dear?"

Snapping out of my stoning, I stared blankly at the middle-aged woman.

"A young man sold it to me. He is a nice guy. Anyway, did you come here to buy a dress?"

"Um…yea…for a prom."

The shop owner's eyes suddenly lit up. "That's just great. I really have a new dress that I am itching to try out on people."

So am I going to be a lab rat? OMG, I am so terrified.

Oh, my sarcasm.

The owner led me into a dark room. All kinds of fabrics, with all kinds of colour shades, were rolled and organised thoroughly. There were a lot of creepy mannequins with sheets of fabrics hanging from their body parts.

"Come on, do you like purple?"

"I…like it in a way."

She flipped her golden blond hair at my face, and fished out a box from a big, antique-looking closet.

"Wear this."

"Huh?" I looked at her, dazed. "You are expecting me to wear a dress that no one has ever worn before?"

She smiled. "Yea. Cuz you have a nice skin colour."

So I was chosen to be a model just because of my skin colour? I am kinda impressed.

It is so damn freaking itchy. It's like having mosquito bites all over your body.

But I suppose it's nicer than all the dresses that Roy asked me to try on.

It's strapless, with fake diamonds studded onto the middle, in between the cleavage. A tight belt was accessorised underneath, and shiny tiny little stars were hanging from it, jingling like bells. The dress flares out just perfectly, and it's made of lace.

OH GOD, WHY LACE?

But, this is my favourite dress among those I have seen.

"Can I buy this?"

The owner smirked. "Of course you can. You can even take it for free."

Huh? Why would I want to take it for free?

"But you have to model it for me."

There was an awkward silence.

"I am going on a scholarship the day after tomorrow. I don't really have enough time."

"Then it's ok. Go out and show it to your friend."

My eyebrows rose. "Why did you not think that he's my boyfriend?"

"Girl, although I don't know your name, but you are one heck of an inexperienced girl. Love, is something that can be sensed just from your gazes. It's a warm feeling."

"I don't understand."

"It exuded out just now, when you were looking at the ikebana."

I bit my lip.

"That's certainly not love. That's just…a weird thing."

"I will take back what I said. You have a nice taste of fashion," Roy admitted reluctantly. "Frankly speaking, that's the best dress I have ever seen."

"Thanks for the compliment."

I struggled to carry all the bags that Roy piled on me. Shoes, necklaces, and the dress.

OMG, I am so horrified. Well, except for the awesome dress that I chose myself.

I folded all my clothes neatly.

Packing my books and necessities into a suitcase, I placed them in boxes, so that I won't get confused.

All that's left to do is to just…put in the dress.

It's too pretty for me to leave it here.

I just hope that before I leave, I will have some nice memories.

I wish…

OK! I finished a chapter. It's quite fast, don't you think? I am repaying my debt cuz I didn't really update in the last few months. Please review!

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