Chapter 2 Trevor's Point of View

It was two agonizing weeks of not seeing Raven or even hearing about her. Spring break is supposed to be the party time of the year, yet for another year it has just been lonely.

The morning of the first day of school since break began I was anxious. My stomach turned into knots and I couldn't help myself. I just wanted to see her. I fumbled with my clothes and couldn't decide what to wear; even though she never liked the way I dressed I always wanted to look good for her.

I had finally decided on regular outfit for Trevor Mitchell and looked into my full length ceiling-to-floor mirror and noticed the action figure behind my old trophies in the reflection. I picked it up and looked at it. It was dusty and worn out; I must have played with it for years before deciding to move on with toys. But this one never left my room and into the garbage like the others. This one was special; the one and only gift I ever got that I really loved. And it was from her. I smiled at the thought of her... Oh, what time is it?

"Crap!"

"Honey, is everything okay?" My mother called from downstairs. "Y-yeah. Just realized I'm gonna be late for school!" I have to see her..."You better hurry then, I don't want to have to tell your father that your slacking." She called out in a sing-sing voice. I knew she was joking; we were like that. I ran down the stairs and bolted to my car, and with a quick glance around the neighborhood, hood sliding like I'd seen in the movies. I need to see her... Just once...

I got to the school on time and walked around campus determined to find her. Play it cool Trev, don't catch everyone's attention while trying to look for the girl of your dreams... "Oh! Hey, Trevor!" Jennifer called walking up to me. Great, just great. "Oh, hey." I replied uninterested in the recent gossip she just heard this morning or her pea-sized brain. "Guess what I just found out?" she gushed, "Elizabeth had liposuction yesterday! Isn't that gross?" Oh great... I have to find Raven! Not have some moron follow me around. Can't she tell I'm not listening? "I mean, what kind of loser do you have to be if you have to go to the hospital because of fatness, I mean, we all knew she was fat and we didn't eve-" Oh thank god, she stopped talking. "Speaking of losers... There's that hideous, Halloween girl. Gross!" My heart thudded really fast in my chest. I turned to where Jennifer was looking and there she was...

She had just closed her locker and she smiled. It was gorgeous. She was laughing; she's never on-time, never happy in the morning and she never laughs before lunch. Why was she so happy? Then it hit me hard. Alexander... The thought just crushed me inside. Had he spent this whole break with her? Listening to her voice? Holding her close? It was stupid to even ask, I knew he was the only reason why she smiled. The pain in my chest grew and before I could contain it it spilled over and shot out, but not in the form of tears; they became words.

"HEY MONSTER GIRL?!?!? Halloween is over, didn't you get the memo? Wait, you wouldn't have, you live in a cave!" I called out with every ounce of my anger and sadness warping it into my usual banter to hassle her. She stopped mid-step and turned around, her eyes so intense and hating, I felt the full force of her hatred just through her eyes. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Make you feel this way. "Don't you have some cheerleader boneheads to mess with, Neanderthal?" She spat. And for some reason Alexander's face popped into my mind. My anger boiled. "You could be a Gothic Cheerleader, would that count?" No, I didn't want to say that...! "And become infected with social acceptance at the cost of my dignity? No thanks." She turned and walked away. I stood there not knowing what to do. My anger blew over and all I felt was sadness. Why couldn't I just act normal with her? Would it be so hard? I glared at Matt, who just shrugged and walked away with Becky. But she only knows me as the Soccer Snob who would do anything to ruin her life...