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Garfield awoke the next morning in a panic. Covered in sweat, he blinked at the crack of sunlight peeking through his window. Turning his head to look at the clock, he saw it was barely six in the morning.

He jumped out of bed immediately and headed for the shower; he didn't want to risk falling back asleep.

Especially after that dream.

He dreamt that Raven had somehow found out about his crush on her. She had laughed at first, before telling him that she could never like him like that- she didn't even like him as a friend.

She then went on about how annoying he was, and that everyone could see through his mask. Everyone knew he was a sad little boy; he was so pathetic, even his own body was betraying him.

And she could never like a guy who killed his own parents.

Just like dreams tend to do, she had begun shifting into his mom, who was giving him a disappointed look. She, too, said that she never loved him, and it was his fault she died.

Then there was something about a werewolf and him turning green, before he finally woke up.

Raven, too, had awaken with a start.

She had dreamt that Garfield had taken her to the roof of the hotel, and started telling her how pretty she was and that he liked her. She had listened in shock, and before she knew it, he had leaned in and kissed her.

She had stood there, debating on whether to pull away or kiss him back, but thankfully she woke up before she decided on what to do.

And she wasn't going to let herself fall back asleep and find out.

She knew she couldn't possibly have any feelings for the blonde. That stupid guy back in Jump had successfully tainted her view on teenage boys, and she had vowed not to date until she was in her twenties, so that maybe the guys her age would be a little more mature.

So how in the world could she be possibly crushing on Garfield?! He was the definition of immature.

And nice, and sweet, and cute, and-

No, he was the definition of infuriating- she couldn't ever like a guy like him. Regardless of how cute he was.

She groaned in exasperation as she climbed out of her bed and trudged towards the shower. Hopefully the steam and hot water would pound some sense into her.

She stayed in there until a furious pounding at the door let her know that Jinx was up. She sighed wearily, turning off the shower and wrapping a towel around herself as she stepped out.

The knocking continued, and she rolled her eyes in exasperation, not even bothering to change as she opened the door.

"It's all yours," she deadpanned, slipping out of the bathroom. Jinx gave her an annoyed look before shutting the door after her. Realizing she probably used up all the hot water, Raven quickly changed into a somewhat suitable outfit, which consisted of a pair of loose-fitting skinny jeans and a light grey sweatshirt. Forgoing makeup, she pulled her wet hair into a ponytail and left the room in a hurry, just in time to hear Jinx shriek from the cold water hitting her.

She closed the door after her, realizing she had no way of knowing what time it was since she left her phone in the room. Taking a guess, she figured it was probably a little before seven, meaning she had almost two hours of free time before she was expected down in the lobby. Feeling somewhat nostalgic, she decided to pay Richard an early morning visit, since she hadn't got to spend much time with him after he had asked out Kori. Making her way towards his private elevator, she prayed that he hadn't changed his code.

Smiling to herself as the doors dinged open, she quickly hopped on and pressed the button for the penthouse.

Once the elevator came to a stop and the doors hissed open, she was greeted by the familiar sight of Richard's lounge. She quietly tiptoed towards his room, hoping that Bruce wasn't lurking around somewhere. He was rarely ever in the penthouse, but Raven knew that technically it was his home, and he probably wouldn't appreciate random teenagers creeping around so early in the morning.

When she finally reached Richard's door, she tentatively knocked. At first, nothing happened, but when she pressed her ear to the door, she could hear the teen slowly clambering out of bed.

He opened his door slowly, obviously not expecting Raven, since he was only dressed in his traffic-light colored boxers and a white t-shirt.

"Rave?!" he exclaimed, a blush forming on his face as he, too, realized what he was wearing.

She snorted in amusement as he hastily shut the door in her face, before opening it a moment later, now wearing sweatpants.

"Good morning, Richard," she smirked. She always cherished the moments when he wasn't being his usual, confident self. It was nice to be reminded that someone as wealthy as him was also human.

"How did you get in here?" he asked, his blush fading once he realized it was only Raven, his self-proclaimed sister.

"I teleported," she replied sarcastically.

She watched as he bit back his own sarcastic remark, and instead stepped out of his room and towards the lounge.

"Not that I don't enjoy spending time with you, but what are you doing?" he asked, glancing at the clock over his TV, which showed that it wasn't even seven. "And why are you here so early?"

Raven bit her lip slightly as she followed him, realizing that even she wasn't sure why she came up. All she knew is that she needed someone to talk to, other than Garfield. Because she couldn't very well talk about Garfield to Garfield.

So Richard would have to do.

"I'm so confused," she blurted, plopping down onto the black armchair in the room. Richard follow suit as he sat down on the matching black couch.

"About what?"

She slowly focused on her breathing as she figured out how to word her despair. Usually when her mind became this frazzled, she'd meditate- something her neighbors in Jump had taught her. But clearing her mind lately was hard, especially when all she seemed to do was think about a certain blonde.

"I think I might be... having feelings," she admitted, stressing the last word.

Richard blinked in confusion. "Feelings?" he repeated.

She nodded her head timidly.

The black-haired teen regarded her skeptically. "Feelings about what? Or whom?"

Raven really didn't want to say it. Saying it would make it true, and if it were true, she couldn't deny it any longer. And if she couldn't deny it, she'd have to accept it. And accepting it was unacceptable, because it would only lead to-

"Garfield!" she exclaimed, her own voice betraying her and interrupting her thoughts.

She watched in horror as Richard slowly pieced it together. How could she have actually admitted it?

Did the Malcolm thing not teach you anything?! she thought bitterly, cursing herself for even thinking he-who-shall-not-be-named's name.

"Garfield?" Richard echoed, obviously having a hard time with this new information. She knew that he had probably expected it, but not her admitting to it. This was huge for Raven.

"What... what do I do?" she whispered. Last time she had a crush, the guy had lied to her about everything and made it even harder for her to trust someone. And she had already trusted Garfield with so much- she didn't know what she would do if the same thing happened.

"Are you sure?"

Raven gave her friend a strange look. What kind of question was that? "Are you sure?" Is she sure about what? Liking Garfield?

"No, I am not sure," she snapped, standing up from the chair in frustration. "I'm not sure about anything! And I'm always sure!"

Richard held his hands in front of him defensively. "Whoa, Rave! Calm down!"

She glared at him- how dare he tell her to "calm down"! Did he not know that you never, ever say that to a girl? Was he stupid?!

"Excuse me?!"

He obviously realized his mistake as he gave her a nervous smile. "I'm just trying to understand, Raven," he explained gently.

Raven let out a labored sigh- she knew she was being a little dramatic, which was a completely foreign concept for her. Raven didn't do dramatic.

"How can I possibly like him? We've barely known each other for a week," she muttered, sitting back down.

Richard rolled his eyes fondly. "Right, I totally forgot that that's totally not a thing, and that me and Kori have known each other for years," he mused sarcastically, earning a small smile from the pale girl.

"It's not a thing for me," she clarified. At least not anymore, she added in her head.

Her friend let out a snort of amusement. "Not everything has to make sense, Rave. Sometimes things happen that we can't explain, and it's best to just go with the flow and see where you end up."

Raven let out a small giggle at how zen the black-haired teen was being. "Namaste," she smirked, earning another eye roll from him.

"Come on! I'm trying to be insightful!" he laughed.

Raven rolled her eyes before standing up from the chair and making her way towards the couch. She sat down beside the black-haired boy, giving him a genuine smile. "Thank you, Richard."

He smiled back, giving her a quick side-hug. "No problem, Rave."

She bit back a groan at the gesture, before settling next to him on the couch. "Can we watch some mindless cable TV to distract me from feeling?" she suggested with a smirk.

Richard nodded animatedly as he reached for the remote. "Sure thing, but I have some questions... regarding Kori..."

Raven rolled her eyes fondly- "girl-talk" with Richard wasn't exactly what she had in mind, but as long as it kept her from thinking too hard about Garfield, she was all for it. She really didn't want to think about the fact that she was having these feelings, but as long as she could keep them to a minimum, she'd be fine, and he'd never know.

It was a good thing she was an expert at hiding how she really felt.

Did... did Rae-Rae just come to terms with the fact that she has feelings for Gar? WHAT?!

OMG the insanity!

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