Aloha! Love using foreign hello's. Wait...is aloha considered foreign since Hawaii is a part of the U.S.? Nevermind I'm going to get to the point. I highly suggest listening to the song Chronicles of a Fallen Love by The Bloody Beetroots feat. Greta Svabo. Obviously I don't own this song, I heard it on Teen Wolf ^-^ and I've been obsessed ever since. Remember to review, if you do you will have brought a smile to this ol'girl's face. Good karma!
Chapter 5: Standing Out
Raven's P.O.V
Raven lazily lay across her bed, sinking into her mattress. She savored the serenity she felt lying there undisturbed. Her mind and body was at total peace, something she hadn't quite felt in a while. Slowly her thoughts drifted to her rendezvous at the mall. A week had passed since the birth of her friendship with Aria. Raven had gained a whole new respect for her-realized how strong Aria was and how much they had in common regarding family issues. Raven slid her hand down to her side. The same side that now possessed a tattoo. Somehow Aria had convinced her to get the permanent mark.
"And for some reason I don't regret it," Raven pondered, leaving her comfortable position to inspect the tattoo. She lifted up her shirt and nearly smiled at the precise artwork. Above her hip was a plump, little robin. The burnt orange creature was designed with meticulous light brown feathers. Its wings were spread apart as if it was taken flight. The dark eyes shone with a look of hope. Despite all speculations that could be made, Raven did not get the bird in dedication of her unrequited love interest. No, she got the bird because of what it represented. A robin symbolizes a new beginning, something Raven could desperately use. Suddenly, a high pitched ringing pulled Raven out of her state of mind. Quickly, she located where the noise was coming from, her cellphone.
"Hello," Raven answered.
"Raaaeeee, I haven't seen you in like forever," a voice wailed.
"Aria, volume," Raven winced at the girl's powerful pair of lungs.
"Sorry, but sheesh, you just seemed to have fallen off the face of the Earth," Aria said.
"I've been sort of busy," Raven deflected.
"Well, you're not busy tonight, we're going to Royals," Aria proclaimed.
"I'm not sure..."Raven started, ready to decline the offer.
"Come on Rae, plllleeeeeasssseee," Aria showed no signs of giving up.
"Fine, if it will shut you up, I'll go," Raven gave in.
"Yeah!" Aria cheered. "See you at ten," Raven hung up the phone slightly annoyed with herself for giving up so easily. But then she thought of her last escapade to Royals. All of a sudden, she craved that sensation she felt running through her veins when she was at the club.
Raven cautiously applied the midnight black mascara, courtesy of Aria, onto her eyelashes.
"There that should do it," Raven spoke, brushing her eyelashes one last time. She took a step back and examined her reflection. Raven was garbed in a lavender tube top, flared a little at the bottom. A black skirt reaching her mid- thigh complimented the top half of her outfit. A black pair of stiletto heels and a silver belt hanging loosely at her waist completed the outfit. But attention was demanded towards her face. Shimmery, light purple eye shadow highlighted her now green eyes. Long, dark eyelashes fanned her eyes, giving the impression of a darker undertone of the girl. The glossy deep purple lips could make anyone melt of lust or boil of envy.
"I think I made a certain girl happy," Raven smirked, touching her hair to make sure it was in place. The indigo locks were held back by a silver clip on each side of her head. Her hair flowed down her back in curly waves. Ready to leave, Raven had one last thought.
"Maybe I should tell someone I'm leaving," she paused. "On second thought, I won't be missed too much."
Raven entered Royals, suddenly feeling very modest in regards to her ensemble. This was very unlike her to dress in something that made her look sexy in a way. A few stares from the opposite sex made her want to return to the baggy jeans and t-shirt. Her green eyes roamed the vivacious scene looking for her companion. She didn't have to search long before she caught sight of a mess of highlighted brown hair swinging every which way. Cautiously balancing on her heels, Raven pushed past the blockade of people reaching Aria.
"Aria," Raven interrupted the dancing girl.
"Hi, Rae! Come and sit," Aria requested, leading her to the bar. Taking a seat, Aria exclaimed, "Oh my gosh, you look gorgeous. One trip to the mall and you're a brand new person,"
"Thanks. It's gonna take some getting use to, but I like it," Raven beamed.
"So, where have you been for the past week?" Aria asked.
"Y'know, fighting crime," Raven halfheartedly joked. Aria opened her mouth to reply but was cut off by a hand suddenly placed on her mouth. Raven looked up to see those familiar fulvous brown eyes.
"Excuse me, but something tells me my sister was about to put her foot in her mouth," Hale grinned. Aria sent a fierce glare Hale's way, mumbling some very harsh words into his hand.
"I get the message," Hale removed his hand.
"You're such a jerk," Aria retorted.
"How is it you have time to converse with us when you have job to do at the moment?" Raven asked a little too innocently.
"I much rather talk to a beautiful girl than spin some discs," Hale replied, catching Raven off guard. A blush crept onto Raven's pale face, despite her best efforts to hide it. She deliberately looked away, hoping he didn't notice.
"Hale!" an all too familiar voice boomed.
"How is it that I'm called to do a pesky thing called work when I'm sweeping beautiful girls off their feet?" Hale mimicked, sauntering back to the turntable.
"Get that look off your face," Aria said.
"What look?" Raven asked confused.
"That dreamy look you have, he's not that cute," Aria smiled. A new electronic song began pulsating throughout the building.
"Ooh I love this song!" Aria shrieked.
"You love all the songs," Raven replied.
"Just one of the perks of being the DJ's sister," Aria lead Raven to the dance floor, both girls smiling.
Robin's P.O.V
Music boomed throughout the entire club and countless bodies thrashed wildly to the beat. Sweat and alcohol clung to the heavy air. Annoyingly vibrant lights lit up the dance floor. Robin took all this in, the urge to go home building every second. Not to mention the ladies gawking at him made that urge turn into a burning desire.
"Why am I here?" Robin asked himself.
"Relax, bird boy, take a chill pill and a shot of vodka," Beast Boy urged. Robin sent him a searing look of aggravation, making Beast Boy crumble before his eyes. He was still burning with irritation because of the squabble that occurred before they entered Royals. Apparently, Beast Boy forgot to mention he wasn't exactly 21 yet. So it took Robin's fist to convince the bouncer to let him in.
"Y'know what grass stain I just might take you up on that drink," Robin continued. "But you, however, better not take a single frikin sip of anything remotely close to alcohol. I'm not going to be blamed for when you can't handle it. Got it?" Beast Boy vigorously nodded his head in response.
"Okay, well how bout we just relax a bit," Cyborg tried to lighten the mood.
"Whatever," Robin muttered. His hidden eyes scanned the dark building, searching for the nearest exit. His roaming eyes came to a halt and his heart nearly stopped beating when he saw her. She sat down at the bar with her slender, short legs crossed and a humorous expression plastered on her face. She had an alluring figure accentuated by her outfit and her dark hair fell in loose curls down her back.
"Raven!" Robin sputtered.
"What about Raven?" Cyborg questioned.
"Isn't that her?" Robin speculated.
"What would Raven be doing here?" Beast Boy smirked. Cyborg peered at the beautiful girl before saying "It looks like her with the hair and all, but Raven doesn't have green eyes. And where's her chakra?" Robin suddenly felt less sure of himself now.
"No way could that gorgeous creature be Raven. Besides could you imagine her here? Beast Boy resumed. "From the way you constantly talk about her, I would think you were in love with her.
"What?! No!" Robin exclaimed. Cyborg gave him a funny look.
"I'm not, I'm with Star!" Robin was adamant. "When did everyone become so involved with my love life?"
"When it included Raven," Beast Boy answered. Robin shot him a dirty look and Beast Boy recanted his argument.
"Whatever, we have more appealing women right here in front of us to talk about," Beast Boy changed the subject. His green eyes widened at the pretty girl walking boy.
"Hey baby," Beast Boy stopped her. "Your feet must hurt because you've been running through my mind all day,"
"Get lost, loser," she hissed. Cyborg and Robin both broke into uproarious laughter.
"She's just playing hard to get," Beast Boy claimed. "Here watch this." He approached an oncoming female with a cheesy grin.
"I forgot my phone number. Can I have yours?" Beast Boy grinned.
"Sure it's 1-800-Go to Hell," she smiled sweetly before stalking off. Robin's sided began to hurt from the amount of laughter he was releasing. A new song roared from the huge speakers.
"Come on, man let's dance," Cyborg suggested.
"Nah, you guys go ahead. Imma hang at the bar," Robin declined. Robin walked over to the bar and took his seat. Once again his eyes rested on the Raven look-a-like who was now on the dance floor. Robin observed her as she proceeded to move her body along with the rhythmic pounding, his eyes never leaving her for a second.
I'm in the dark, I'm underwater
Searching for a teardrop in the water
I can feel your shadow over me
I can hear your whisper in my ear
The ocean is bleeding, it's taken me down
I'm falling, you're watching me fall
The rhythmic tempo was replaced with a blaring pounded. Robin stared as the mysterious girl rocked her body with the music. She twirled, her hair swooshing around her. Robin's complete attention was captivated by the entrancing woman.
I'm watching as your body is falling deeper
You're looking for a teardrop, here it is
I remember the way you used to dance
Then I remember that you will never dance again
Now you're falling, and I'm falling with you
And with us, and with blood, and with love
The beat once again picked up turning into a pounding sensation. Robin's testosterone levels jumped with the music as he gawked at the girl, being sure not to be too obvious about it.
Our heartbeats use to move in time
They slowed down left us behind
This is the story of a fallen love
The song reached its ultimate climax. Time seemed to be suspended as he watched the girl raise her arms above her head. Her arms seemed to be doing an intricate dance as she spun to the prolonged verse.
Fallen love
The moment ended when the music picked back up. But that moment would forever be locked in Robin's memory. Soon the song came to a slow halt, but Robin's racing heart did not.