A/N So here's another chapter yay! I know everyone here is so excited, or has nothing better to do. Either way, I hope this chapter satisfies your teen titan high school cliché as it does mine haha
Chapter three: Good Friends in Crowded Halls
After lunch Raven made her way through the overly crowed halls of Jump high to her fifth period. She wondered what Malchior was thinking about during lunch. He doesn't seem like the one to daze off and not pay attention in that kind of situation. If anything, she thought he would be flirting or bad mouthing or something other than being silent and unapproachable, like her. Then again, he just moved so maybe he has a lot to think about, like long distance relationships with his girlfriend? Then a new thought struck her, "Does he have a girlfriend?" But why would he hit on all of the girls here? Hmmm, he was too hard for Raven to figure out right now. Shaking rather disturbing thoughts from her mind, she walked into her class. She was relieved to know Argent also had Study Hall with her, so Raven might be able to get some alone girl talk with her before coffee with everyone else after school.
"Rae over here!" Argent waved.
"Thank God!" Raven gasped sitting down, "I've been thinking way too much lately."
"Lately since when?" Argent asked.
"Since yesterday after school," Raven told her.
"Oh really? What happened yesterday after school?" Argent questioned.
"Well I'm not sure if I should tell you…" Raven said.
"I have been sworn to secrecy, I promise," Argent said, lifting a hand.
"Okay well… yesterday after school I went with Victor to the auto shop, but since he was dropping the twins off they went with us too. And well…" Raven couldn't really finish.
"Let me guess…" Argent said, taking out her cell phone to text Raven he answer.
Argent: u ttly 3 the purple one right?
"Uh…." Raven looked at her phone, "I don't think so, I mean he's barely talked to me…"
"Yeah, I have second period with Rorek, and I asked him about his brother. He told me he is "a flirting, spasing, groping, talking, mental twit of a boy, with no sense between him!" after lunch its hard to imagine huh?" Argent explained.
"Not really…" Raven groaned.
"You have known him a little longer than I so I suppose… I wonder what he was thinking about at lunch that seemed to distract him so much?" Argent thought aloud, "Maybe it was you, hmmm?"
"I don't think so, if he's as bad as Rorek makes him out to be. He was probably thinking about Terra like every other guy in school, including Garfield," Raven said sarcastically.
"I don't think he's into girls with Kate Spade backpacks," Argent said, metaphorically.
"You think so?" Raven laughed, tossing her blue curls to the side, "So what about you and…what was his nickname again? Oh yeah Red Star?"
"Red Star--I mean Nicholas has nothing to do with this!" Argent said defensively.
"Uh-huh…. So you're calling me blind when I saw you looking over at his table, when the others where discussing dress colors?" Raven shot.
"Fine whatever! But there's a difference! He does like girls with prada shoes!" Argent explained.
"Once you go Goth, you'll turn into a moth, now go get your butterfly!" Raven giggled a bit out of character.
"Wow that was corny," Argent commented.
"I know, but I have always wanted to say that…" Raven said going back to her morbid self again.
"I'm sure…" Argent laughed.
"So you like a jock and I like a perv… Why aren't we going to the dance again?" Raven asked.
"You're not suggesting…that are you?" Argent asked terrified.
"I'll ask if you do?" Raven smirked.
"No way! Raven…No way! I could never! He probably has a bunch of girls who have asked him! Are you crazy! How could I even do something like that!" Argent gasped.
"Cool your jets. He's on the football team, Victor is on the football team. It's too easy, Victor will tell him how hot you are and by the end of the week he'll be asking you to the girls choice dance," Raven assured.
"And what about you, huh? I thought you were all "Oh, I don't know if he likes me! Oh, I'm so timid! Oh, he probably likes terra! Oh--"
"Do I really say "Oh" that many times?" Raven mocked.
"You get what I mean!" Argent said.
"Yeah well, if you ask too then I could probably do it…" Raven said, "I mean it's not like he'll say no, right? … Omigawd what if he says no!"
"Just have Victor tell him your hot!" Argent poked.
"Oh, Shut up… I do say "Oh" a lot!" Raven cried.
"No, we just need to stay calm. I mean do we really want to do this?" Argent asked.
"Well, we might have fun, ya know? I never have been to a dance with a date before. Usually we all go together, so I kind of wanted to try it," Raven explained.
"Yeah me too…" Argent sighed thinking of Red Star.
"Maybe we can do this, how hard can asking a guy to the dance be?" Raven asked, "Plus if it backfires, we still have movie night."
"Alright, lets do it! There is one thing though," Argent said.
"What?" Raven asked.
"Dress emergency! I know that sounds really girlie, but we have to get them, I mean we can't wear jeans to a formal dance!" Argent told her.
"Too true, Argent… does this mean we're going shopping with…Star?" Raven asked, scared.
"Yep…" Argent agreed.
Meanwhile in another fifth period class, Victor was having gym class. He figured he might as well get over with the talk to Zatara then since he had gym with him. It wasn't that he dreaded talking to him for raven, it was that he dreaded having to tell him the bad news, and then dealing with his attitude at football practice. Still, he knew if there was a girl bothering him, Raven would have no problem with straightening out that mess, and she had been helping him with his car for over three weeks, might as well cut the girl some slack. He decided to do it during laps so he could run away with out looking weird.
"Yo Zatara!" Victor yelled running up to him.
"Oh, hey Vic, what's up?" Zatara asked.
"Well, there's something I need to talk to you about," Victor said.
"Yeah what's that?" Zatara asked.
"It's about Raven," he said.
"Hey, could you tell her I said sorry about the whole thing in first period, I mean my cheek is a little better now. Do you think you could put a good word in for me, I--"
"Listen dude. She doesn't like you. She's just not into Jock guys. I don't wanna be all harsh, but she's my best friend and I cant have you stalkin' her and makin' her upset," Victor stopped him from embarrassing himself further, and just spat it out.
"Gosh man I thought we were buds…" Zatara said dully.
"We are man! But she's like a sister to me, and I can't have stuck up pricks who only want one thing, after my sister, got it stud?" Victor said sternly, stopping Zatara from running.
"Whatever. You're just taking this too seriously, dude," Zatara said.
"You think so? Just leave her alone, pretty boy," Victor said, slapping his back and running the rest of the lap, leaving Zatara again stunned and heartbroken.
Malchior, who had finished the laps first saw Victor running up to him, looking rather annoyed.
"What's up?" he asked, taking the headphones out of his ears.
"Just trying not to mess up a dude," Victor said catching his breath.
"What do you mean?" Malchior asked leaning on the rail.
"Uhg, just Zatara…guys like him think they can screw anything that walks," Victor explained, "He's been after Raven since they put up those dance fliers. They always say cocky Jocks go for the Goths, ya know. Cliché but its true for some of them."
"Yeah, I heard about that. He seems like a wuss though, what's he doing on the football team anyways?" Malchior questioned.
"Uh family connections is what I think, but he's always benched so it doesn't matter. You're a pretty good runner, usually I finish first, you tryin' out for the team?" Victor asked.
"Nah, I never was one for sports, ya know. So, that Zatara guy really is quite the creeper huh?" Malchior asked.
"Yeah, always has been. Cheerleaders are more his type though… I swear I almost punched him in the face when I was telling him to back off. I just don't get guys like him," Victor explained.
"He just thinks she's pretty, its not like he wants a relationship or anything. You did the right thing, but I would still keep an eye on him. He doesn't seem like the type to give up easily," Malchior said, stretching a bit.
"Yeah, he's always gotta be giving someone hell," Victor sighed.
"Don't worry about it too much," Malchior assured him, "I got your back."
"Thanks man," Victor smiled, he knew he liked that Malchior guy for a reason.
A/N: another chapter coming up! You didn't expect Malchior to be so dude-like did you?