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Chapter 4

Trevor's Point of View

"Pick up the pace! The game is in a couple of days, at this rate we're losing!" The coach bellowed. Matt jogged beside me, "How you holding up?"
"Alright, I just want to kick his head off, though." I said with a growl. Matt just bust out laughing but winced. "Ow, Trev, don't make me laugh." He chuckled then winced again. "Mitchell!" The coach hollered. "Save the girl talk for after practice!" I rolled my eyes and Matt chuckled then sauntered off to his position.

The day proceeded just like that; drills, practice games and constant yelling from the coach. By the time soccer practice was over I collapsed on the side of the bleachers and just laid there breathing rapidly. Matt sat down next to me. "Man," He said, "he's more brutal than normal today." He rubbed his aching muscles.

"So how are you and Becky doing?" Matt laughed, "Since when did you ever start calling her Becky?" I just stared up at the sky. "You know what I mean." Was all I said. He glanced sideways at me and shrugged. "We're doing great. My family adores her and her family likes me." He smiled inwardly. I looked at him for a moment and sighed. "So... What's this about? You never ask how my relationship is doing. I'm thinking that something is bothering you." He looked at me in a semi-serious way. I sat up and inhaled a deep breath. "Matt, you see... Um. Well," I sighed and rubbed my forehead, "I don't know..." Was all I could muster up. "Well, whatever it is, you can find some way to make it work. Things happen and all we can do is find some way to make it all better. Sometimes we even have to take things into our own hands and do it ourselves, you know? Maybe you need some time to think, hell, I don't know, but hey, you're not the Soccer Star for nothing." He gave me a slap on the back and stood up. "I've gotta pick up Becky now, So I'll see ya tomorrow." He waved and started for his car. "Later." I called.

I lay in my room after practice wondering why I feel so different. My mind is everywhere and I can't help it; school, soccer, homework, relationships or the lack-there-of, and... Raven. My stomach fluttered and I closed my eyes briefly. I could imagine her or call her picture from my memory and right now she laughed while throwing up the rocker hand signal and head banged to whatever music she was listening to at the moment. I grinned to myself, Such a rebel girl. But imagination is never quite the same as the real thing. Then something Matt said just popped into my head, Sometimes we even have to take things into our own hands and do it ourselves, you know? My eyes snapped open and for some strange reason I had the craziest idea. I got up, grabbed my jacket and headed out the door.

"This is the stupidest thing I've ever done." I said out loud to myself as I drove my car towards the residential streets. "It may be stupid, crazy, idiotic... Whatever! But..." My heart is beating so fast. All I could do was smile.

I pulled up to the cemetery and parked far out of sight under large, overgrown trees. This was the only place I could think where she would be at this hour. It wasn't late but the sun had definitely set and it was dark. The gates were locked and I had thought briefly that I should go back home but then I thought, what would Raven do? I grinned and climbed over the gate in record time.

A dense fog had settled close to the ground and I walked through a sea of tombstones. Normally I would have been freaked out and wondered where my sanity had gone but tonight I felt more alive and adventurous than I ever had. Is this what she feels like every night she's here? I walked in no particular direction, not knowing where I was going, I just wanted to walk until I found her. Surprisingly enough, it was very easy.

On top of a small hill was a giant stone monument with a bouquet of roses at the base and there, looking like a fallen angel, was Raven. She looked content looking up at the stars, her dark black hair cascading down her shoulders, her eyes and pale skin lit up by the light of the moon. I felt so... Awestruck. Like I had just witnessed a goddess bathe in the river.

What should I say? I groped for words that wouldn't cause an argument and came up short. Because truthfully, we argued about everything. But maybe just this once I won't hassle her out of anger or sorrow, maybe just this once... I'll joke with her. Yeah, the only time we ever show our emotions is when we throw childish banter back and fourth. Maybe this once it won't go too far...

"Grave robbing is a crime you know?" I said as I came out of the shadows. She turned to face me with a vulnerable look on her face, her expression caught me by surprise and as soon as it was there it was gone.
"What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?" I took a few steps closer, slowly though, I didn't want her to run away.
"None of your business. Last time I checked, soccer snobs don't sneak around in the cemetery at night." She stood up and dusted off her clothing, god she was beautiful.
"And the last time I checked, this was a free country." I hoped she could see the genuine smile on my face, but we just stood there.

A twig snapped in the distance and before I knew it she took off in that direction. What the hell is she doing?

"Don't head towards creepy noises at night." I called out catching up to her. "Horror movie 101, never go in the same direction of a creepy noise." I said. Do I sound as worried as I feel?
"Leave me alone Trevor and save yourself if this is..." she turned towards me and made a cute face that was supposed to be scared, "oooooh so creepy." And I couldn't help it, I laughed before I could catch myself and stop as soon as I did. But she didn't hear she just kept walking in the direction of the snapped twigs.

I started walking towards her again but then I stopped. She thinks it's Alexander that's making those noises. But if it was him he'd be here already. But he's not, the sound is going further, not closer. Alarm shot through me. That's not Alexander.

I ran to Raven and grabbed her arm, "I think we should go. Some-thing's not right and I can feel it."
"Then you can be a soccer wimp and go home." She said and yanked her arm away from me and turned around. Another twig snapped, it sounded really close and when Raven turned to the figure that came out of the trees she halted completely.

I was right and I wish I wasn't...