Chapter 22 Make 'em sweat

Raven;

"So damn hot" I tried to fan myself but it totally wasn't helping, neither was this bra but I wasn't allowed to take it off. I collapsed down with Harm and Izzy, Jamie across the way with her new friends, good for her, making a friend or two. "So damn hot!"

Izzy and Harmoni looked at me, sweat rolling down my face, hands trying to get rid of the heat, kinda hard to do after you've just finished PE, I liked PE right up until I had to stop and I realised how hot it was now.

"You're wearing a shirt" Harmoni looked at me as though I sprouted another head,

"Yeah, people get pissed off when I walk down the street with no shirt on, especially when I decide not to wear a bra which would be all the time if I had it my way"

"Keep it on missy" Iziah growled making me roll my eyes, I think deep down I was one of those radical chicks from the sixties, burning bras and what not, only I didn't want to burn them for political acts, I just didn't like bras. Moving on.

"You're wearing a shirt" Harmoni pointed out again,

"Yeah"

"A shirt"

"Harmoni, what is the big deal? Its just a shirt"

"One that shows off your goodies" She pointed out, I looked down, I guess now you really could notice them now.

"Explains what the hell Mizannian was talking about when he said 'watermelons'

"Why are you wearing a shirt? Usually you're in your hoodie or zip-up jacket all year round"

I shrugged as I slowly noticed that other people were noticing my shirt, a simple black v-neck causing trouble. Idiots. "Too hot, besides whats so wrong with wearing a shirt?"

"Nothing. Just remember what you said"

"About what?" I asked innocently as if I didn't know what Harm was about to say.

"You promised to keep your bra on, I don't want you pulled outta school again because you decided to burn the bra"

I laughed, "Hey I only did that once, and it was the only way to stop them from comin after me"

"Hey Raven. Ladies" He nodded at my now ample cleavage, see this is what wearing a bra does, makes everything bigger and worse. Ain't no good for nothing, just useless material in order to give the seamstress something to do. I'll stop now.

"Fuck off Morrison before I strangle you with your own hair"

He winked at me making me look at Harmoni, "Gimme your jacket"

"Uh-uh, and it won't even fit you, just stay like that. Nothing wrong with how your dressed"

"Course not Raven, all thats missing is the mini skirt and fishnets" Morrison smirked at me, pulling down his shades which had crosses over the lens, his brown eyes expected to melt me into a quivering puddle, sadly for him all it did was piss me off. Harmoni turned in her seat and kicked him right in the thigh, girl could really kick, of course it helped that she had steel caps on as well. Oh thank God he limped the hell away from me.

"There is nothin wrong with it" Harm and Izzy assured me, didn't matter as soon as I cooled down I was putting my jacket straight back on.

"Anyways other than my awesome bust, I have good news"

"Oh bad feelin's right now" Iziah shook her head,

"I've signed up for baseball"

"Why?" They both looked at me, neither of them particulary liked sports, they watched it happily enough but when it came to playing, well they both would liken to nothing short of torture. Me, well I loved sports, it was a great outlet for anger. And confusion.

"I like baseball, only bad part is, they have no girls team, so it looks like I'm playin with the big boys"

"Something your quite used too, I'm sure!" Barbie shouted out from her table, her little friends giggling like it was the best insult ever.

"Is it just me or are her insults older than your references about the fifties?"

"Hey, do not put horse-face with the fifties, thats just blaspheme,"

"You realise that whores exsisted back in fifties right?"

"Whatever, I'm going to English."

When I got to English, Randy was sitting in my seat, right at the back and next to the window. If it wasn't strange enough when he smiled at me, a small unsure one, but still you take what you get. When I readied myself for a fight, and made my way down, he actully pulled out the spare chair with his foot and slid over. Why was he saving my seat? And why did I find that some how sweet? Heat exhaustion, thats the reason.

"Hey Raven, how was your weekend?" Pleasant and deep, I wanted to rip his vocal chords out, deep voice equalled sexy, and I wasn't allowed to find him sexy, not now, not ever.

"Um" I wanted to say fine, but it was anything but fine. I was up all Friday and Saturday fearing hannibal clowns so of course Sunday I was asleep so I didn't really get a weekend. "Um, fine. Yours?"

"Meh, two days of sleeping in, bout the only thing that was good"

I wanted to pry especially after hearing the latest gossip, apparently according to Jamie and Izzy, there were squad cars outside Randy's house for almost two hours.

"Well at least you got to sleep"

"Good afternoon class! I have your assignment for the term!" Mr Sandow annouced strutting in, blue robe and all. I decided that I didn't like his blue robe, it gave me a creepy feeling that underneath he was wearing pink undies and purple knee pads. "Alright, your assigment. As you are all aware, you have learnt different styles of writing, different formats and what not"

"I love how you say what not like you don't know where your going with your point"

"I would thank you not to interrupt Ms Michales"

"And I would thank you not to have a goat face"

He ignored me and went on with his assigment giving, "There are seven, count them, seven parts. All seven parts must be centered around a main theme. you may work with a partner and divide the work or you can work by yourself. You have a one term to complete it"

"Sir! Thats not fair! Some of us have other commitments" Barbie protested only serving to annoy me even more, it didn't help that I was pretty damn sure that Orton was sneaking glances at my chest.

"Well then Ms Blank you must use your time management skills wisely. Perhaps your partner will be happy to split the time up?" He didn't wait for her answer and went on with his point, boring me further.

"So I heard you signed up for baseball"

"Yeah, a little. Didn't think your tiny elf ears could hear that far especially over Barbie's horse bleating"

"I know because I'm on it, I'm the captain"

I raked my hands through my hair, figures. "Oh that is just fantastic! I don't think this day could get any better unless I jam a pencil in my eye"

"Please don't do that, you have pretty eyes"

Weird. "Um, thanks"

"So about this assignment? Should I even ask about workin together or will that result in a pencil jammed in my eye, please don't do that by the way, just a simple no would suffice"

"I was actually going to say yes, but only if I get to choose the subject matter"

"As long as its not 'Torturing me"

"That would never span over seven parts,"

"Oh thank God."

"What about life and death? That could be interesting"

"Sure. Wait, does that mean at the start I'll be alive but at the end I'll be dead"

"Only if you keep lookin at my boobs"

Randy laughed "Kinda can't help that, you have very nice boobs"

"Thank you, I grew them myself" WTF was going on? Was he flirting with me? Was I flirting with him? Oh I'm so confused.

After school I headed to the baseball feild, I suddenly wanted to turn around and not do this, it meant even more time with him and I wasn't sure that was a good idea, it could so easily back fire. Still I went to the place I was meant to be and waited for my name to be called, all I had to do was hit the ball and run the diamond, simple. Not when you had stupid sluts taunting you, and stupid men jeering at you, this is where you need a giant bomb, crashing down right on John Morrison's ugly face.

"Girl on the field! Move in!" Dolph Ziggler shouted, his hands running through his ugly bleach blonde hair, I hated it when they did that. They all crowded in as the pitcher, Kofi Kingston gave me a nice slow one, I was the only girl trying out. A nice slow pitch was enough, I swung as hard as I could, is it weird that I was picturing Dolph Ziggler's face? Probably. It sailed so far and they were like piss ants, I could've walked around the diamond, instead I ran. By the time they got back I was sitting on the bench waiting for the next player.

"Raven, up again" Mr Bautista ordered, he was a huge guy so I wasn't gonna argue, if you ask me he loved 'roids a little too much.

I got up and picked up the metal bat, I loved this bat, totally taking it home with me.

"Kingston! Make it a fast one!"

Like that made a difference, now it was Morrisons face, slamming across the feild and right over to Randy. He heaved it at first base or more to the point at my head, duck and slide and there I was safe.

And that was pretty much how it went, now they weren't dismissing me so easily, thats right the freak with the giant rack could play some serious sports. At least at the end I was given some good news, I had made the team, sadly that meant I wasn't allowed to aim the ball at my own team mates which did include John Morrison. Oh well, plenty of other chances.

A/N Ok so that was a little bit of declicious filler, flirting and more time spent, and police cars outside Randy's house, and more on Raven's mystery hannibal clowns, onwards!