AN: Okay this chapter kinda drags out a little bit, I hope it's not too boring. I'm trying not to do what I usually do and make them literally start making out within the first few chapters. But when the time does come for that, I'll warn ya.

After getting dressed and tying her hair into a short ponytail, Raven quickly checked her phone, which she had left on silent all night.

Five missed calls from Kori.

Raven sighed.

Ever heard the saying, 'every girl need a redhead bestfriend?' Well, Raven surely hadn't. Which is why, when the eight year old Kori approached Raven and claimed that, Raven has responded with the most puzzled expression that she could muster.

Fortunetly for Kori, things had turned out for the best. Despite their differences, the two girls were inseparable. They still were, nine years later. Kori had a tendency to use this fact to her advantage; she always dragged the poor Raven out on sleepovers, shopping sprees, fashion shows, and worst of all... loud concerts.

Raven cringed, remembering the time when Kori took her to a rock concert, thinking it would be more of Raven's style.

Oh, was she wrong.

The only good thing that came out of that day was meeting Richard (Kori's boyfriend of three years), and Victor.

Although Richard and Kori were close, it seemed that her and Raven were closer. Once, Richard has planned out an expensive, romantic date for him to take Kori on, only to have her turn it down as Raven wanted some last minute 'girl time'.

Admittedly, Raven had found that hilarious, but knowing how much Richard truly loved her friend, she told her not to do it again and to always turn her down instead of her boyfriend.

Garfield smirked upon seeing the little Raven leave her home. He received information from a text Slade has sent him, stating that the girl enjoyed going to quiet cafes and libraries. As soon as she was a good distance away from him, he began to follow. His eyes never left her, as he could lose her even if he looked away for just a second. Just as he began to pick up his pace, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Knowing it would be important (as it was his work phone, and not his personal cell), he quickly whipped it out of his pocket to examine the message. He made sure that Raven was still in his sights before doing so.

Don't forget that Jason and his team will be stealing from the bank on Jump Street at 11:30. I advise you to evacuate that area immediately, as there is a possibly that you will not be recognised and they have orders to shoot anyone on sight.

-Slade

Garfield frowned. He was always slightly uncomfortable that his colleagues would kill innocent people, but pushed that aside. He had to avenge his parents, and the agency was the only place he could turn to that would offer him just that.

Garfield lifted his arm up and examined the time.

11:28.

His breath caught in his throat.

He was on Jump Street.

And so was Raven.

Without thinking, the boy sprinted ahead, dropping his phone in the process. He carelessly pushed past everyone, running at a speed that would impress Barry Allen. He faintly heard the sound of an alarm going off above the sound of his pounding heartbeat.

Jason had already started.

He, and approximately twenty other people would burst open the doors and shoot down countless people in a matter of seconds.

Raven stopped upon hearing the alarm, as she was standing right outside of the bank.

Upon finally reaching her, Garfield, without a second thought, grabbed the girl's small hand and proceeded to run again, this time with her slightly behind him. Confused, Raven tried to break her hand free from his gasp, but he was too strong. She frowned.

"Excuse me, um, what do you think you're-"

She was cut off by the sound of gunshots nearby. Garfield quickly lead her into an alleyway, allowing them both to catch their breath.

"What's going on?" the girl asked, her voice shaking.

"You were almost shot," Garfield replied between breaths.

"Shot? By who?"

"You didn't just hear the gunshots?"

"I-don't... it all happened too fast, I-" her eyes began to water before she muttered. "Are people dying."

"They are. You were almost among them," Garfield replied, searching his pockets for his phone. "Shit," he muttered, realising he must have dropped it somewhere.

"Why me? Why did you save me and not anyone else? Who even are you?" she cried.

"Well, for starters I-"

"How did you know that there was going to be-"

"Please, one question at a time," Garfield deadpanned.

"Oh I'm sorry," she said sarcastically. "It's not like people are dying or anything!"

"Alright listen-"

"HOW CAN YOU BE SO CALM ABOUT THIS? YOU LITERALLY JUST HEARD THE SOUNDS OF GUNSHOTS BEING FIRED! I NEED MY PHONE, WHERE... WHERE IS MY PHONE? I NEED TO CALL THE POLICE, I NEED-" she was silenced by Garfield, who had injected her with a needle. He scooped her up as she began to fall limp, and began to carry her bridal style towards his car.

"Alright, how am I gonna do this..." he said to himself. "I could take her home... but she could be freaked out that I know where she lives. I could take her to the hospital... but she's totally fine."

He stopped his muttering when he noticed her shift in her seat.

Was she waking up already?

Her eyes fluttered open while Garfield frowned. The serum he injected her with was guaranteed to last a good half an hour. But it had been what, ten minutes? It wasn't his original plan to knock her out, but when she was practically screaming at him, he really had no other choice right?

Right?

Raven gathered her surroundings before turning to the boy in the seat next to her. He gave her a lopsided grin, which she merely glared at.

"Who are you?" she asked, although showed no signs of discomfort.

"Who are you?" he asked in reply.

"I asked you first."

"I asked you second."

"Listen asshole, I don't know why I'm in here, but I'm not naked and neither are you, so that idea is out. Why am I here?" she asked, unbuckling her seatbelt. They were parked a few streets away from where the bank robbery had taken place.

"You don't remember anything?" he asked, smiling.

"I remember you leading me into an alleyway, I can't remember what for though."

"Well, darling, you see," he began, taking her hand and kissing the top of it. "I, your knight in shining armour, saved your life and I think I at least deserve to not be treated like an asswipe."

"So, you'd be alright, waking up in a stranger's car?"

"Sure, why not? Chillax," he replied, leaning back into his seat.

"No sir, I will not chillax. Look, thanks for saving me and everything, but I have to go. I was supposed to meet my friend today and she's probably worried sick about me," she stated, opening the door to exit.

"See you around," Garfield said before lightly grabbing her arm. "Wait."

"What could you possibly want now?"

"I put my number into your phone. Call me?"

Raven's eyes widened. "Uh... okay?"

He flashed her another grin and let go of her arm. She slammed the door shut before walking off muttering something about 'attractive boys being total assholes'.

Do you ever have those times where you know EXACTLY how the chapter should be, like you have it all planned in your head but when you sit down and actually write you just have no idea how to word anything?

If so, same.

And I really did not expect anyone to actually follow this story but I LOVE EVERYONE THAT IS READING THIS, THANK YOU, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL. (ps: you're beautiful even if you didn't read this)