Snippet #2054239

Oh my god he was smiling.

Thank God he was smiling. That meant he was a good person, right? That meant he wasn't to hurt her... right?

Raven looked up at the guy who had chosen that moment to open his stance and relax, a light smile gracing his looks. Well... that wasn't so scary now, was it? Not unless he was like, a mood swinging wreck or it was that time of month... or something. Raven mentally kicked herself for that one. Of course it wasn't that time of month, you idiot. He was a guy. A freaking male for god's sake. he did not have the parts to become all moody and all. Not unless he had a sex change or something... and judging by the way he looked... those biceps did NOT belong to a female.

She shook her head, tearing her eyes back to his face.

Despite her rather awesome talent with getting along with the opposite sex, (hah. Not.) she did not fancy being thrown off as a weirdo on the first day of school. She quite liked her dignity, thank you very much.

Tuning in, she decided that it was probably about time that her brain switched off so that her ears... could switch on.

“I’m a friend of your sister. Sorry about all that, I thought you were someone else and kinda freaked out a bit. I’m about to meet up with your sister and some friends for dinner, why don’t you come. Seems like a better choice than staying here for these two to wake up.”

Raven paused. Those two? She glanced over at the two men lying quite ungracefully on the floor. One was rolling slightly and murmuring something about "stupid kids" and "I'm gonna get you."

Ha ha ha.

That was a good one. Maybe it would be half convincing, if your face didn't look like a baboon's ass.

She turned back to the boy.

"Uh... thanks." she nodded, considering the offer.

On the one hand, she didn't know this guy. He was a student of the school, obviously well trained and very capable of pummeling you to the ground in half a second, he could fully take her to some hide out in the school and feed her to the wolves. On the other hand...

She shook her head.

No, Rae. He was NOT part ninja. Despite his crazy tricks and hits and bad ass "I-can-rip-you-to-shreds-with-no-effort-at-all" fighting abilities, he was not a traditional, well covered and masked thief.

"What's the catch?" she decided to take approach number one. The idea of him being a potential bad guy was a hell of a lot more reasonable than being part ninja. "I mean, I appreciate the offer and all, but where I'm from, guys don't help out for free..."