Damn my computer. It likes to close my programs when I'm writing these thing so I have to start all over again because I forgot to save it. Stupid piece of crap. Anyways, hope you like chapter 7. Extra long because of how late these are becoming!

AND BY THE WAY, RAVEN/I DID NOT WRITE THE SONG IN THE LAST CHAPTER! IT IS CALLED "BRICK BY BORING BRICK" BY PARAMORE. NOT MINE!

Chapter 7
"The Lady Is A Tramp"

I yawned awake, stretching out my limbs to the room I had come to acknowledge as my own. I felt that if I went back to my 'real' home then that room would become the strange one rather then here. Here was . . . nice. Safe. My real home.

But their was only one thing that really made it my home. Everything else was just a plus to the comfort that the one thing brought on my person every time it appeared and just thinking about it. That was him. Beast Boy, of course. There was no other reason I would stay here for, no one else that I cared about enough. It was him that made this my home. Wherever he went was safe enough to be my home. Just him.

As I dressed though (the door was being locked at the time, of course) I searched for his essence and found it in the living room. His emotions were relaxed but their was something . . . off. Like something was bothering him in the farthest corners of his gut that he just couldn't quite get rid of. That feeling of trouble worried me. What was he thinking? I couldn't ask him. Maybe it was the Titans. It'd been almost two weeks since the incident of my supposed kidnapping. I didn't think of it as kidnapping though. After being taken to the outskirts of the city, I had voluntarily left. As far as I was concerned, their wasn't even any crime to be considered.

But today would get his mind off his mysterious problem, maybe. I hoped so. I was scared enough, I didn't need him scared about it too. Cyborg had said he wanted to take us out somewhere. As soon as he'd said that, I'd objected. We would stand out too much and I would be easily recognized. On the television Beast Boy had on the short, brick platform for you to sit on near the fire, we'd watched as my face and some general and completely wrong description of Beast Boy had been plastered all over the news. People in the Arctic probably even knew about the situation at hand. But Cyborg had promised no one would recognize us, that he'd take care of it. I had no idea how. Although I had an idea of part of the 'how'.

Jinx and I had resolved our problems and we'd even become somewhat of good friends. Although Kole, myself, Argent and Jinx really had no choice of whether or not we liked one another. There were no other girls. But I was glad for that because we seemed to get along well enough. But anyways, Jinx had one day been found in my room, looking at my clothes. When she saw me staring at her confused, she'd simply walked past me as if nothing had happened. Later that day she'd come back with what she called 'civilian clothes', all in my size. They were thankfully my taste but I wished I could just wear my clothes. So I had the clothes, just not the look.

Those thoughts faded away as I finished dressing in my normal cloak and leotard outfit, slipping on my shoes. After that and brushing my hair which always cooperated with me, considering all it needed to do was hang there, I opened the door. As I had sensed, Beast Boy was there, on the couch. He then turned to look at me, and to my surprise, he was no longer alone. Cyborg was there, watching him from in front of the TV with his arms crossed. They then both turned to me and smiled warmly.

"Hey Rae," Beast Boy said, jumping over the back of the couch to get to me. I waved a hand, tending to be silent. Everyone seemed to have gotten used to my being quiet. I was normally only talkative around Beast Boy when we were alone.

"Raven," Cyborg said, and we both turned to him. He was grinning. "You're gonna have to change out of those into those civilian clothes Jinx gave you."

My brow rose, my hood not up. "Why?"

He then held out his closed fists, showing four rings. "These are holo-rings. Go on, take these two." He offered them to me, walking towards me and holding the silver rings out farther. I eyed his face for a moment before picking up the two he offered and examining them in my palm.

After a thorough inspection I looked up at him blankly. "They're just rings."

He crossed his arms, smirking triumphantly as he leaned back from me. "Try them on."

I gave Beast Boy a look that said 'whatever' before putting them on the index fingers of both hands. I didn't feel anything. "I don't think they-." I looked up at Cyborg and then noticed Beast Boy. His jaw was practically on the floor. "What?" I demanded. Then I looked down and felt startled at the obvious appearance.

True, my skin on my hands and legs (the only part of me visible) was still pale, but normal, human pale. Not chalk colored. I couldn't see any other part of my body so I continued to stare at those parts, mainly my hands.

"What is this?" I demanded, not bothering to look up at Cyborg, to enthralled with my drastic appearance change.

Cyborg, I heard, gave a small laugh at my startled expression, "The rings are designed to change your appearance. That, my dear Raven, is how you're going to go unnoticed at this place we're taking you to. Go on, look in the mirror in your room, we'll wait."

At being excused, I literally ran out of the room. I skidded to a stop in front of the mirror, my hands on the counter. The sight before me scared the absolute hell out of me. That face definitely wasn't mine.

It was the same shape, sure, but that was the only thing that was the same. Again, the skin was more lifelike and vibrant but still pale. But my once purple hair was now black, shiny, long, volume-heightened and pretty. I touched it, not believing it was really there. Other girls would die for hair that looked like this, I knew. But truthfully, I preferred my purple hair. But then there were my eyes. Blue. A very beautiful blue at that. Almost crystal colored except darker and more colorful. Again, I still preferred my purple but I was still pretty, nonetheless. And my version of pretty, not everyone else's. Overall though, I liked it.

After a moment of staring I came back out. Beast Boy was talking to Cyborg, rings in his hands as well. At my entrance they once again turned to look at me.

"Well?" Cyborg asked, waiting for my judgment.

I paused before smiling. "I like it."

This seemed to make him happy, for he grinned. "Yes! I knew you would. Alright man," He turned to Beast Boy, "Your turn."

Beast Boy debated this before shrugging and slipping the rings onto his fingers. They fitted easily over his gloves. After a moment, a little wave of colors washed over him, changing his green and pointy ears to make him look human. And a handsome human at that, although I preferred the original. I liked him just the way he was, but this Beast Boy was acceptable.

Beast Boy had light skin, normal colored and not pale, like mine was. His hair was black though, like mine once again. And the fang once sticking out from his mouth was gone. Along with his pointy ears. Bewildered, he looked down at himself, seeming pleased with what he saw. He twisted and turned like I probably had, looking at everything before walking out of the room (a lot calmer then I had) into the bathroom to look into the mirror there rather then in his room. We followed, standing by the door and watching as he touched his face and turned it so he could see all the angles.

"What do you think, green bean? You like it?" Cyborg asked, apparently tired of Beast Boy's checking out his new look.

"I like it too." Beast Boy then looked at me rather then Cyborg, his brows wiggling flirtatiously. My brows rose in surprise. "What do you think Raven? You think I look good enough for you to walk around with?"

I rolled my eyes. "Sure, why not?"

Beast Boy laughed at that. "Alright, let's go change. You put your rings on Cy, we'll meet you in the living room in a minute."

I walked to my room, a little uneasy about my appearance still but nonetheless, I wasn't freaking out about it. As I pulled out the drawer that held all the multiple clothes Jinx had brought me, I wondered what I was going to wear. I had no idea where Cyborg was taking me. Was I to dress formal or-?

I assumed not since Jinx hadn't brought me any formal attire. Most of it was just casual although, there were a few interesting pieces. We'll just leave it at that. In the end I decided to go simple and keep as close to what I normally wore as possible. Thankfully, Jinx seemed to have predicted this and bought a lot of things that were acceptable. I pulled on a black, tank top and then frowned at the choices of bottoms Jinx had chosen for me. Most of them were skirts. I dug through until I found jeans. Dark jeans of course, and they were also skinny-jeans, but pants nonetheless. And, deciding on wearing my normal shoes, I pulled on a zip-up sweatshirt that was very literally the exact same color as my cape. I silently applauded Jinx on how thorough she had been. Deciding I looked good enough to go out in public, I walked out of the room, the hood of the sweatshirt up. I smirked to myself for a moment about how this was basically my normal outfit in civilian form before letting the smirk disappear as Cyborg looked up at me. He smirked at my outfit.

"Sticking to your normal look, eh?" He hedged, eying me.

I shrugged, examining my hands. "If there's nothing wrong with it, don't fix it." I then eyed him up myself. "By the way, nice look."

Cyborg looked completely human, just a really well-built one. He also had on gray pants with a darker gray. I had a feeling none of us were really going to be wearing much color to this place we were going.

He laughed and then we heard the door open. Turning around we saw Beast Boy's person in a very semi-casual outfit. He dawned a pair of normal and lighter jeans then mine but jeans all the same and a black top with a purple and black thinly striped vest over it. There was also a jacket slung over his shoulder that he didn't seem to want to wear at the moment.

"Well, don't you look nice," Cyborg commented as we both examined his outfit.

Beast Boy shrugged. He then noticed me and grinned, like Cyborg had. Although he backtracked a few times with his eyes to look me over a few more times. Cyborg chuckled quietly at this but I had no idea why. Instead I waited patiently with a neutral expression for his opinion on the outfit. He then smiled, looking at my face. "You look nice."

"Thank you," I replied politely before we heard a knock at the door. Cyborg walked over to open in and immediately was pushed aside.

Jinx was standing there, looking as she usually did, just in, once again, different clothes. But otherwise she looked exactly like herself, pink hair and all. She looked around the room before her eyes rested upon what I looked like. Then she nodded her approval. "Alright, she's good to go."

My brow rose from under the hood, my hands resting at my sides. I'd picked up on the habit Jinx had of sticking her hip out and placing her hand upon it (after making fun of her for three hours straight and walking around swishing my hips, like she did, I'd become used to it and now had to be very aware of what I was doing) I had to be careful not to do anything with my hands. "Is anyone going to tell me where we're going?"

"Nope," Kole said, coming up from behind Jinx. Everyone else followed. See-More had apparently been called away on some business and could not come. He wouldn't be back for a while. The only people who had to be disguised, apparently, were myself, Beast Boy, Red X, Cyborg, and Kole. Jinx was apparently always passed off as someone who dyed her hair and all she had to do was wear sunglasses when she went outside and not her witch outfit. Argent was also passed off as someone who wore way too much make-up. And Kole had pink hair, like Jinx, but apparently it just didn't fit with her happy demeanor. She was therefore forced to wear a holo-ring that made her hair a brown color. Aqualad looked relatively normal as did Mammoth and Gizmo, aside from their odd sizes (Mammoth being rather large and Gizmo rather small). They also wore similar clothes to their regular outfits. And Gizmo, for once, had to actually walk on his own without the cyber-legs he'd built. He had his arms crossed the whole time. Red X was an entirely different story. No one really had any idea what he looked like because he never took off his mask, and refused to do so. So Cyborg invented this whole new person for him to wear over his costume, like the costume was his skin. I found that a little odd but every person has the right to do whatever. Red X now looked, I must admit, a little like Robin. Except Red X wore his black hair to the side without a mask and his person had dark blue eyes. He was also a little less healthy colored as Robin, which meant he was kind of pale. Not nearly as pale as my person, but still.

It'd also been explained to me that, despite the fact that the rings hid our true appearance, there was nothing in its design that prevented us from using our powers if completely necessary. And then Jinx made a remark that 'completely necessary' could extend to making a girls cellphone break (accidentally, of course) if she was giving you a funny look so that it burnt a hole into her pants. At this some people snickered while Cyborg simply shook his head in dismay. I wondered if Red X could use his suits powers through the hologram, but did not ask. I thought it would be rude.

I was blindfolded the whole way there. I did, though, see the black limo that we'd be pulling up in. Apparently Argent and Jinx had . . . acquired money for this special occasion. It was enough to rent a limo for a week, but they only rented it out for a day. What they used the rest of the money for, looking down at my outfit and then everyone elses very designer-looking outfits, I had a feeling I might know.

As I was blind-folded the ride there, Beast Boy took it upon himself to talk to me so I wouldn't feel left out of the loop. But anytime I brought up where we were going he'd easily change the subject, making me forget the question. I didn't notice he was doing this, honestly, until Jinx shouted, making me flinch, "Pull over here!"

I felt the car move and then crossed my arms, leaning into the extremely soft seat of the limo. Then it stopped and Jinx ordered everyone out of the car. All except for Beast Boy, of course, and I waited as Jinx ordered Beast Boy to remove the blindfold. I leaned forward and felt his hands untie the bow in the back (that Kole had oh so carefully tied) and it dropped. Before I could register anything Jinx grabbed my wrist and I was out of the car faster then should have been possible. She'd been picking up on Kid Flash's habits, I noted. When I blinked away the confusion I noticed what we were in front of and, after realizing I'd been staring, automatically pulled my hood over my head.

I rounded on Jinx. "Why in the world-!?"

She placed a hand up, as if in surrender. "Trust me Raven, I wouldn't have let them take you here if I didn't think you would like it."

I narrowed my less threatening blue eyes at her. "Trust you. Just like my team is?" I hissed. That was a low blow but I didn't care. I was angry. Like I'd said before, my emotions get the better of me sometimes.

But Jinx payed it no mind and shrugged it off, "Well, no, not like that. But just come on Raven!"

I then felt Beast Boy's hand on my shoulder and turned. He'd put his jacket on. Apparently it was colder out here then it was in his house. He was smiling sympathetically at me and all of my irritation was put on pause for a second. "Don't worry Rae, I'll watch out for you." He looked at Jinx warningly and she gave a huff, muttering something as she stalked off, her hips swishing and I couldn't help but smirk. Beast Boy then proceeded to walk right next to me as our large procession approached the building. I couldn't help but inwardly groan. It was the place I hated above all others.

A club.

The man at the door, once we got to the front of the line (for everyone had parted, possibly from some persuasion of some mind-controlling gadget of Gizmo's he'd kept in his back pocket just in case) stared at us and then the people in confusion.

He shook it off, stuttering as he prepared to write our information in case of emergency. "N-Names please?"

Jinx introduced us one by one. I thanked her silently. I very well couldn't say my real name, now could I?

"Jade Hexin." Herself of course. "Redge Alexander." That was Red X. "Victor Stone." Apparently that was Cyborg's real and actual name before he became Cyborg. "Kole Pellic." That was Kole, obviously, since she was one of the few of us that had a normal name. "Thommas Othrip." Mammoth, spelled backwards if you changed the 'M' to an 'S' as Gizmo had one day discovered. Othrip was just a cover name. "Eugene Nelson." That was Gizmo. He hated that Eugene name, but Jinx had claimed it fit. "Elicia Regent." That was Argent. She'd like the name Elicia and Regent just sounded like Argent. "Eric Sanders." That was Aqualad. It was a joke, apparently. They were making fun of that guy in 'The Little Mermaid'. Sanders was like sand which was like beach and well, you get it. "Sparrow Roth." My brow rose as she pointed to me but the man did not notice. I figured it was a bird joke. A raven is a bird and obviously, so is a sparrow. She then pointed to Beast Boy. "And Garfield Logan."

Once again my brow rose but I got the same result and was ignored. After signing a few things (I almost forgot to right Sparrow rather then Raven) we were allowed entrance into the club. I panicked and swallowed, my hands finding their way into my jacket pockets. But my face portrayed nothing as we walked inside. I figured we probably looked pretty interesting as we walked in, not to mention how confident we acted (or at least how I seemed to act). We all even paused to observe the area at the same time, like those people in the movies that end up being the cool people everyone likes. A lot of people in the club stopped doing whatever to stare at us.

"Don't they know it's rude to stare?" Beast Boy whispered to me and I laughed a little. But I could see we both were enjoying the attention just a little.

Jinx seemed to be in charge for the night. She motioned with us all to proceed and pointed to where we were going, which was a large booth. We followed her as we walked and she winked at me. I then realized all eyes of the other gender were on her, Argent and Kole now. I wouldn't be bothered for the rest of the night. I smiled at her and she nodded, silently accepting my gratitude before she turned around. The booth was plenty large enough for us. The chairs were all just like one big couch, except round, and they were connected to a spot that you plants and things were located on. Jinx automatically sat on the edge of that counter-like place and the rest of us sat around the place, a few people joining her where she sat and was not supposed to. I had no desire to join those people up there and Beast Boy sat next to me on the seats.

"So what do you think so far, Raven? Or Sparrow, I might say." Beast Boy asked, amused after adding the last part.

I gave him a look. "It's fine, I guess. Oh, by the way, Garfield Logan?" I turned to him, curious. "Where did you get that name?"

He looked away. "Um, that's my real name. The one my parents gave me before they . . . yeah."

"Oh."

"Drink run!" Cyborg shouted, having gotten up without us noticing. "What do y'all want?"

Cyborg, Red X and Argent were doing the run. They took everyone's orders before taking off to the bar. After everyone got their drinks we shut the little gate that each booth had to keep others out and people began removing their jackets. I was curious as to why when I then remembered what people in clubs did non-stop.

Dancing. Oh geez.

"Alright, let's head out!" Cyborg shouted, pumping his fists in the air.

The majority of us began piling out of the booth when Beast Boy saw me bite my lip nervously. He placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him ashamed, as if I'd done something wrong. But he was smiling at me.

"Nervous?" I nodded. "Don't worry, I was too when they dragged me here a few years ago. But Cyborg's holo-ring was different so this look is a new one but," He shrugged before holding out his hand and winking at me. "It's cool. And you've got me to teach you, you know."

After that I hesitantly took his hand and he led me after the others as the last of us left the booth. He shut it behind him, insinuating it was occupied. Although all the forgotten drinks and jackets just kind of spoke that for itself. Cyborg and Jinx led us to the very heart of the dance floor, people

"So Raven, you ever danced before?" Jinx asked me, curious. When she saw me look away she frowned. Then she realized my hood was still over my head and pointed an accusing finger at it. "First off, you get hot pretty quickly, so take the jacket off."

I was about to protest, and would have, but then I saw the look Jinx gave me and complied, unzipping the jacket and grabbing the sides of the hood before pulling it off, letting it drop to my back. I let the jacket slide off my arms before holding in my hands. I saw a few people turn to look at me, for people were keeping a good foot away from us, a few scattered across the invisible border line, and I was partially on the edge of our own personal group. I ignored them.

Jinx took the jacket from me and Aqualad took it from her, off to go put it in our booth. I instantly regretted wearing the tank top and wished I'd decided upon wearing the really nice, long-sleeved one. Jinx then recaptured my attention.

"First thing is, don't worry what you look like. People can look wherever they want so long as you are personally having fun. Got that?" I nodded numbly, a fear slowly coming over me at having to actually dance in front of all these people. "Good. What's also important is-."

"Uh, Jinx?" Beast Boy interrupted, as if knowing of my well hidden fear. The pink-haired friend I'd come to know turned to look at him, as did everyone else. "I've got an idea, why don't I just to teach her?"

Jinx's brow rose. "What?"

Beast Boy's artificial eyes flickered to the people watching me and then back to Jinx, whose own veiled eyes had done the same movements. She frowned at them, not looking back at him as she probably tried to figure a way around it.

"Come on Jinx, I learned from the best," He said, trying to convince her. Jinx seemed to buy into the compliment before sighing.

"Oh alright, fine, just try not to mess up, alright, Garfield?" Jinx warned. He nodded. She gave another sigh before stepping aside, hiding us from the stares that people were giving our companions and ourselves. "Then go on."

Beast Boy didn't hesitate to grab my hand and pull me past them, which I was glad for. The atmosphere of emotions was beginning to practically suffocate me. The aura over here was so much more clear. All I could feel were Beast Boy's emotions, which were similar to my own. We both calmed when we found it was oddly deserted in this corner of the room. I looked over at the rest of the 'family' to see everyone had their attention on them, and they were now watching them. I swallowed. I wouldn't have to be that good, would I?

"So, now that we're alone, let me tell you what to do, not almighty Empress of Dance Jinx," Beast Boy said sarcastically, jerking a thumb in where I was looking. The song then changed and Beast Boy grinned. Some people started shouting their approval of the song. "Sweet! This song is perfect, one of my favorites."

I then realized something. "But wait, how . . . if you were, eh, different before, how would you have let Jinx teach you to dance?" I asked, trying to tip-toe around the 'different' subject.

Beast Boy bit his discolored lip a moment before saying, "Well, Jinx is very persuasive," He made gesture of flicking his hands out, but I got it. He meant her powers. "And so convinced me to learn. I knew how, I just never did it. "

"Oh."

"But all you have to do is find the rhythm of the song and move to that."

I frowned at the complicated beat the song seemed to have. "How exactly do you find rhythm to this?" I demanded, crossing my arms. I didn't like how exposed they were but that wasn't my biggest problem at the moment.

Beast Boy laughed at my disheveled expression, as I'm sure it was hilarious. He shook it off before saying. "You don't have to hit all of the beat, Jinx even has a hard time doing that. She has to be having one of her 'moments'." He put quotation marks with his fingers, making me giggle. "But, well, listen to the drums. Just hit that one."

My head turned in confusion but I then began actually listening to the song. The drums were pretty simple.

"Did you find it?" I nodded to his question. He then began clapping to it. "Copy what I'm doing." I hesitated. "Come on Rae, just try it."

I rolled my eyes but began clapping with him. "What now, oh might teacher?" I said sarcastically.

"Do this," He began stepping from side to side, still clapping, with the beat. It took me a moment to figure out how to do but I did it nonetheless. Soon the two of us looked as if we'd rehearsed this, in perfect synchronization. "There ya go, Rae!" he shouted approvingly. "Alright, now stop clapping and do this." He began moving his arms in some pattern it took me a second to figure out. Then once again we moved at the same time. "Good. Alright, uh, what did Jinx have me do . . ." he said, stopping. I stopped too. He then got it. "Oh, right, now you have to pick what you want to do next!"

My brows rose. "What?"

"You pick. What do the drums tell you? Heck, what does any of the song tell you?"

I paused, listening. I even closed my eyes to block everything else out. I then re-opened them. I couldn't get it, it seemed. Beast Boy then grabbed my hands, grinning at how flustered I was getting. "Here, just move and we'll see how the music takes to you, okay?" I nodded.

But to my surprise, he didn't let go of my hands. Instead he began moving them at different motions, dancing with me I realized. At this realization I decided to try and listen to the music again. Then I realized the beat wasn't so complicated with Beast Boy helping me. It was just different beats piled on top of each other. But some of them worked well for dancing to since they weren't so quick.

"Try moving your feet!" Beast Boy suggested.

Trying to take his advice I began moving my feet like we'd been doing earlier and he started laughing, apparently approving. "I'll copy you, you lead, okay?"

I nodded, still looking down at my feet. I then looked back up at him, smiling suddenly. At my random emotion his eyes widened a bit, but he smiled back nonetheless.

"I've got an idea!" He said, interrupting a certain beat in my ear. He stopped.

My brow rose, and I stopped too. "What?"

He never answered. Instead he began moving my arms so that I was spinning and then sliding his hand across my arm while I had to repeat the motion. I then heard an entirely new beat that matched our motion completely. "You got it?" I nodded and then we broke apart, myself dancing alone and Beast Boy sort of dancing while he watched me.

"There ya go, Raven!" He shouted and I hadn't realized how I'd been moving. Very well, I must admit, without being conceited. "See, you're a good dancer, you just need to learn how to listen. That was my problem too."

"Well, you seem to have gotten over it," I commented, eying how little he probably though he was moving but how much he actually way. I then directed my attention to our friends still captivating the crowd. "I won't ever have to do that, will I?"

He also eyed them unappealingly. "Not unless you really want to." Then we both looked up, for some reason. It was just an automatic reaction at hearing a screeching from the record, as if we were expecting something to fall on us.

"Hey, losers!"

We turned and saw Red X pushing past our family to get to us. We both waited for him to get to us. He then stopped in front of us and had a sly smirk on his face as he eyed the two of us.

"What?" Beast Boy demanded.

Red X then smirked directly at him, the false body looking a bit creepy at the moment. "Rosaline showed up!"

My brows furrowed in confusion but Beast Boy's eyes widened. "Rosaline?"

Beast Boy:

You hardly had to be around Jinx very long to know who Rosaline was. I was honestly surprised she hadn't mentioned her to Raven. Within hours of my meeting her she started bitching about this girl. They were, if Rosaline was a real villain (because despite Jinx's rants, she, in fact, was mortal), one anothers arch-nemesis. They hated each other with a passion and then some. And do you wanna know why they hate each other?

Because-.

"Yeah! Aqualad just saw her by the bar being her usual self and getting a drink off some guy." Red X replied with a roll of his eyes. I mimicked his actions. It was pretty obvious what Rosaline's 'usual self' was but for those of you who don't know, she's a class-one slut. And yet she's never given or gotten any in her life. Therefore, she's also a class-one tease. Yeah, she's one of those girls.

"Um, whose Rosaline?"

We both turned to Raven, both having forgotten she had no idea whatsoever who Rosaline was. She had her ice blue eyes watching us inquiringly and they continuously flicked from me to Red X. I scratched my neck as Red X began what was normally Jinx's lines.

"She's the bitchiest, hottest, most annoying girl with miles of this place." He said, scowling at the name. "Nobody likes her, but they really can't seem to hate her either. Nobody except for our group of course because no one else is bold enough to risk their social status in hating her."

"Oh, one of those girls," Raven said, scowling as well. I laughed at that.

"Yeah, exactly. Come on, she's due to harass Jinx any minute now." He then turned and grinned at Raven, which came out oddly evil. I don't think anything about his person could truly look innocent or just happy. "You've never seen Jinx mad until you've seen her with Rosaline."

At that, we all hurried back to our group, Jinx already growling with her arms crossed and her teeth clenched. ". . . slut!" she was hissing when we came up to her. She then noticed us approaching and huffed. "I assume you heard whose here."

"Why else would I stop my lessons with Raven to come?" I retorted, winking at Raven. She rolled her eyes and looked away, arms crossed uncomfortably as well. I figured it was because she was so used to having covered arms. "So where is the tramp?"

"Not coming, if she knows whats good for her," Jinx snarled. "How much do you wanna bet she's going to end up challenging me to something?"

"Nothing mate. You'd win." Argent said, picking at her nails. Her eyes then glanced up at Jinx. "Wha' are ya gonna do if she tries to get you to sing again though? You know you're the only one who can sing whose a girl."

Kole nodded her agreement, shrugging. "I'm tone-deaf. And Argent's voice cracks easily. What're you gonna do?"

"She won't," Jinx replied, but she didn't look so confident. Then, all of them, hunched a bit in thought, perked up and slowly began turning their gaze to someone next to me. Someone who I knew wouldn't do it in a million years. But Jinx could be convincing without her powers.

Raven.

"Absolutely not," Raven said at once, seeming to be on the same train of thought as myself.

Jinx then looked at me, as if asking for my permission too. My eyes narrowed. No way was I making Raven do something she wasn't comfortable with. Jinx gave a sigh before grabbing us both and pulling us a little away from the rest of our party.

"Please Raven?" So she was going straight into begging in this one. She was pleading. Genuinely pleading. "You don't have to be amazing, just not awful!" Raven looked away. Jinx then started up on me. "Beast Boy, talk some sense to her!"

"No, Jinx," I snapped, once we'd stopped. "I won't make her do anything she doesn't want to do."

Jinx looked back and forth between us helplessly. Then, I saw, she got a new idea that would work better. "Raven, can you even sing?"

It wasn't a rude statement, just curious. Raven stuttered a response out. "I-I only . . . it depends on the song-."

"What kind of songs can you sing?"

"I-I . . . there is one song-."

"What?" Jinx was getting anxious. I gave her a warning look which she noticed and calmed. "Can I at least here your voice?"

Raven hesitated before giving me a nervous look. "O-Okay but . . . you can't hear Beast Boy."

I was surprised but did not argue. Maybe she was shy in her singing. I nodded, giving her a reassuring pat on the shoulder, once again glaring at Jinx before taking my leave. I rejoined our family, all of us waiting with anticipation. It was then we heard it. One of the most annoying sounds in the world.

Those damn heals of hers clicking on the floor. We ignored it until we heard her clear her throat several times and then finally shouted, "Hey, losers!" We still didn't turn. "Where's Jade?"

We turned at that, all of us giving her bored expressions that made it seem like we had no interest in her whatsoever. Argent stepped out of our little huddle to circle Rosaline, giving her a look worthy of the lowest of scum on the floor. "Is the slut talkin' to us?" She said, rejoining us as she had finished her examination.

"I think so," Aqualad said, crossing his arms as he stood next to our Australian friend. "Although, sluts a bit too good of a word for whatever she is. What about whore?"

"I think that'll do just fine for her, mate." Argent replied, smirking.

Rosaline was blond, and had hair that was lighter then gold and always styled to perfection with her dark highlights. Her skin was normal colored and she had blue eyes. There was nothing special about them, but she put so much make-up on you had to notice it. And yet the make-up didn't look bad on her. This time her ho-uniform was a black spaghetti-strapped top (one of the straps hanging off her shoulder) and a pair of jean shorts that were a few inches longer then her underwear. Underneath those she had on fishnet stockings and of course, her black-healed boots. On her wrists she had multiple silver bracelets and on her hands, black, fingerless gloves.

She scoffed at us, although we could see the silent fury in her eyes at our remarks. "Cute, they speak. Where's that dye job gone bad of yours?"

"You're one to talk."

We all turned to see Jinx, heading towards us with Raven right behind her, looking as neutral as ever. Jinx had been the one to speak. Rosaline visibly clenched her teeth at this comment, her eyes lighting up with irritation just at the very sight of the enchantress. "What is that supposed to mean?" She demanded.

Jinx walked up to her, pointing at the black and obviously dyed black locks of hair in her head. "Need I say more?"

Some people began to crowd around us at the obvious cat-fight waiting to happen. "Shut up, loser."

"What do you want anyways, tramp? We're trying to have fun here. But by the looks of your outfit, you're also trying to have a little fun."

"Oh please, these pants remain on full-time."

"Can't say the same for your brain. Or your bra for that matter."

Some onlookers 'oohed' at this. Raven snorted quietly. Then Rosaline seemed to noticed Raven for the first time and her eyes lit up with a new fire. I nearly growled at her. I knew exactly what she was thinking.

Fresh meat.

"And whose this?" Rosaline said, beginning to approach Raven like a cat does it's mouse. "A new member for your little cult?" I stood in front of Raven at once, my eyes furious and warning, daring her to come closer to Raven. She seemed mildly surprised at this but my reaction escalated things. "Oh, so you've got a little girlfriend for yourself, have you Garfield?"

Before I could retort, Raven placed a calming hand on my shoulder. I turned to look at her ice-blue eyes and saw the real Raven underneath them, telling me to chill out. I relaxed my position but continued to glare at Rosaline daringly. Raven stepped past me, her hand dropping as she calmly approached the blond bitch.

"And you are?" Raven said, politely.

Rosaline smirked at her reaction, looking at us with satisfaction to her response. "Well would you look at that, she's actually got manners." She then turned back to Raven, smiling like a snake at Raven. I growled under my breath and Cyborg heard me. He nudged me, giving me a sympathetic look and I reluctantly restrained myself again. "I'm Rosaline, and you are?"

"Sparrow," Raven said, her face never having changed from a monotone expression.

"Well, Sparrow," Rosaline said, mocking the name almost. "I suggest you find a new crowd to hang with, these losers haven't got a talented bone in their body."

"I appreciate your advice, but I think we've got enough 'talent'," she looked over Rosaline, "excluding your kind, I mean."

Rosaline's jaw dropped. She became outraged. "What do you mean my kind of talent?"

"Let me put this plainly, and I won't spell it for you, I know how that might be confusing." My jaw dropped before I grinned. Raven did mean well. And damn well. She put a hand up, pinching her fingers together as she leaned towards Rosaline a little. "You. Are. A. Near. Talentless. Slut. I say near-talentless because you do, in fact have a talent. But I don't blame you for it. How else will you get money for your clothes?"

"I'M NOT A-!" Rosaline calmed before hissing. "I am not a prostitute!"

"Could've fooled me." Raven hadn't even raised her voice once. I was impressed. Everyone watching seemed to be.

"Oh and what, bird-brain?" Rosaline snapped. "You think you've got talent? That's all that matters in a place like this anyways. Talent. I've got it."

"Didn't we just go over that?"

"Oh, that's it!" Rosaline shrieked, getting close to Raven's face. I growled again, this time no one stopped me. We were all tense then. But Raven's facade never faltered. She looked on as calm and bored as ever. "You. Me. On the stage. Ten minutes. GOT THAT?"

"Whatever you say. Oh, but wait," Raven said as they both began to turn away. She smirked suddenly. "Will I have to pay for your time, or is this one on the house?"

With a screech, the tramp stomped away. After people around us had started laughing, Raven turned back to Jinx with huge eyes. I then realized what she'd just done. She was to go on the stage. Alone. No Jinx to help.

"Raven?" I said quietly, for people were still glancing at us. I waved a hand in front of her face and suddenly she grabbed Jinx, pulling her back to the corner. Jinx looked a little terrified at the moment but soon we saw the two of them muttering together. I then turned my attention to wear Rosaline was, some girls who worshiped the ground she walked on fanning her and trying to comfort the whining tramp. I growled at her and then heard Raven and Jinx coming back. "Hey, you okay?" I asked at once. She nodded before heading over to the stage, visibly swallowing her fear as she walked determinedly over to the DJ table. I wondered if you even could do karaoke here. But, hey, if you were Jinx, you could pretty much do anything. I mean really, what was the stage for anyways? It was never used but first time for everything, right?

"What do you think she's gonna do?" Gizmo asked, sitting on Mammoth's shoulder. I thought that was funny the first time I'd seen that, but I got over it. Mammoth was scowling at Rosaline from here and being so tall, she could probably see him, but she ignored it, tending to her adoring fans.

"What else can she do?" I asked bitterly. "Sing."

The two groups were there. Our family and Rosaline's fans. Jinx gave Raven a pat on the shoulder, coming down from the stairs that led up to where the DJ was located. "You're going second, okay?" She nodded. "Don't worry, you'll do fine."

"You ready for this, pipsqueak?" Rosaline snapped at Raven, which once again made me bare my teeth.

"Calm down, Beast Boy," Raven whispered in my ear before she waved a hand towards the stairs. "Age before beauty, right?"

Rosaline gave her a hiss of annoyance before stomping up the stairs.