Disclaimer – I don't own any of the characters. So yeah.

Warning – ?

Other – Don't hate me. This isn't the end. I swear.

Summary – It was supposed to be my secret. But I guess that's a problem when your best friend is a psychic. ChRave.

Oh crap.

Oh crap.

Raven pulls away and looks toward the intruder, but I close my eyes, hoping this was just some sort of bad dream. When I open my eyes, there will be nobody in the doorway, nobody that saw us kissing.

I open my eyes.

Oh crap.

"Mom, it's not what you think." Raven jumps to her feet. "Well, it's probably exactly what you think."

I get to my feet as well and edge for the door, "I think I'll be going."

Mrs. Baxter holds her hand up, "No, Chelsea, you don't need to go. Sit down, both of you."

Unwilling, I sit back down, and Raven sits beside me, the edge of her hand brushing my leg. This whole issue feels like it's my fault. I shouldn't have pushed it, but what else could I have done? I mean, other than not kissing her.

"I'm not sure I can believe my eyes. One of you, start explaining." Tanya takes a seat across from us.

"Well, mom, I had a vision like a week ago. It was Chelsea admitting she had feelings for me." Raven started as I blushed profusely.

"We talked, and she told me, and I left. But earlier today she found me at the park and, well, we decided to try… see if something…" I ramble on.

"Did either of you think of the consequences?"

Raven shakes her head, "I thought about school, but we're done. Off to college in the fall."

"I'm talking about your friendship," Mrs. Baxter raises an eyebrow, "Experimenting with your best friend is dangerous. What happens if something happens between you? What if you push it too far?"

I raise my hand, "Um, Mrs. Baxter, I'm a little confused."

"Did you think about what happens if you break up? Very few friendships can survive a break up, if it's not done cleanly." Tanya gazes lovingly at her daughter, "You and Chelsea have been friends for a long time, and I don't want to see either of you hurt."

Raven shrugs her shoulders, "I'm sure we'll be okay. I mean, we've been like Peanut and Butter since we were just pint sized terrors."

Tanya stands, "I'm not going to stop you, but I do want you to think about the future before you do anything else. I support your decision, Raven, whatever it may be. I just hope you make the right choice."

She leaves us on the couch. There's a dead silence between us now. I shift nervously watching Raven's face as she thinks.

"Well… if you don't want to try anymore, it's all good." I spit out weakly, trying to smile.

"She did have a point, Chels. We've already decided we don't want to lose each other." Raven reasons quietly.

"So, great. We can pretend this never happened." I get to my feet, "See you tomorrow?"

Raven smiles, "We can still watch some movies and hang out, Chels. This hasn't changed."

I smile weakly, "I know. But I have some stuff to do. With my mom."

"Oh." As she nods, I can see Raven's thoughts aren't in the present moment, "Well, tell her I said hi."

The lights flicker on as I back away, "See ya."

After I'm gone, I can only imagine the movie playing to the end as Raven stares blankly at the screen. Half of me is hoping she'll realize what a mistake she made and come back to me.

A few days go by before I get a call from her, and my heart is pounding hard when I answer my phone.

"Chels, girl, why haven't you called?" Her voice is a welcome addition to my day.

"I figured you'd call when you were ready." I return.

"Want to hang out? I got Eddie over here, but he's makin' a mess in the kitchen. I need back up."

"Sure. I'll be right over." I hang up. At least with Eddie there, tension won't be a problem.

When I arrive I can hear shouting coming from the kitchen. Flour has seeped from under the door. As I enter the battle zone, I notice, first, that Raven is decked out in battle gear, complete with wooden spoon spear and metal mixing bowl helmet. Eddie is under the kitchen table with similar protection. He was throwing handfuls of flour at his target with deadly accuracy.

I dive out of the way just in time, "What is going on here?"

"Quick, Chels! Behind the counter!" Raven shoves me behind the counter and we huddle there, waiting for the next attack. "It's all-out war, and you've just been drafted. Are you up for your first mission?"

I smile – I have been waiting for something fun like this, "Captain, my captain!"

"Leave and come around back. Attack from behind. We're counting on you." She salutes me, and I return the sign.

"Truce, Eddie. I'm leaving; I'm not supposed to get dirty in this outfit." I make my excuse, and he accepts it. As quickly as I can manage, I run around back and reenter.

Eddie is caught completely unaware, allowing Raven and I a total victory. Mr. Baxter returns home from work to find his kitchen covered in flour, and Eddie tied up in the corner.

Raven and I have our spoons trained on him.

"Watch out, dad, he's a dangerous war criminal."

Victor stares around, "Raven! What happened to my kitchen?"

I salute, sending a wave of flour at him, "We had a war on our hands, sir!"

"I expect this kitchen to be spotless when I come back."

Raven sighs, untying Eddie, "I thought as much. At least I have two great friends to help me clean."

Eddie is out the backdoor as soon as he's loose, "Hey, losers don't clean. Losers run."

I laugh at his antics, "You still have me."

Raven joins in on my laugh, "Ok, so at least I have one great friend to help me clean."

Maybe returning to being only her friend won't be as hard as I thought.