I've never seen anyone read more than that purple haired girl. Every day she sits beside no one. Every day she's got her nose in that same old book. I don't know what ever caused me to suddenly become so interested in her, but…well I mean who wouldn't be?

She's so…mysterious. Her vibe is really what caught my attention- well that and her so noticeable hair color. Who dies their hair purple anyway? The odd thing was that it actually looked perfect with her skin color.

Pale. Ghostly pale. Though I've never before seen her face, I have seen her hands- whenever they turn the page to that thick book.

Vic and Richard say that she just likes to keep to herself. But they just don't see what I see…it's almost like she hides herself from the world. Her too thick purple hoodie sure does consent that.

If I only knew her name.

"Logan." A voice brings me back to Earth. "Let's go. Vic and I actually want to make it to class in time today," Rick chuckled.

"Yeah, okay." I said. I turned to get one last glance at the girl again, but she was no longer there. How did she move so fast?

After seventh period finally ended I met up with Victor and Rich again.

"Hey Bro, why don't ya get a picture? It'll last longer," Vic giggled.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb, Logan. You were staring at that purple girl again," Richard joined in the laughter.

"Look, I just want to know what that girl's got to hide, okay?" I turned to where she was sitting to find her in the same seat as if class were still going, only she had that dumb book opened up again. "And I'm gonna find out," I mutter mostly to myself. "Hey guys I'll catch up with you later, okay?"

"Yeah, sure Lover boy." Vic chuckled.

"Later." Richard said as he left with Victor.

Well, they're gone, and she's still here. It's now or never Garfield!

I walked over to the girl who was giggling quietly to herself at something funny in the book.

"Hi." I said. She noticeably stiffened, then closed her book. Her mouth opened as if to reply, but abruptly closed as she stood. My heart sank as she began to walk away.

"Wait, I only wanted to know your name!"

I don't know why I called after her like it was some dramatic movie scene, but I just really wanted to get to know this girl!

She stopped and whispered, "Raven," and continued walking until she was out of sight. Raven, huh? What a perfect name for a mysterious girl…

For weeks I found myself trying desperately to make small talk with my new friend Raven. She was a bit reluctant to speak at first, but after a while she began to give me more than one-word answers. Like at lunch.

"What brings you to Yasper High?" I asked her.

"…I moved away from my Mother and now I live with my Father."

"Oh…your parents are divorced?"

"Something like that." Dammit, back to those vague answers.

"What do you mean by 'something like that'?" I asked taking a huge bite out of my sandwich.

"They don't speak anymore. I guess they…stopped communicating after Mother remained in Azera-Arizona."

"I see." I said slurping at my soda. "So…why don't you speak more often? Sounds like you're an interesting person."

"…No one really talks to me I guess." She says casually, picking at her biscuit.

"Maybe it's 'cause you give off this 'leave me alone' vibe," I chuckled.

She didn't laugh.

"It's just…well I'm sitting here right in front of you and I can't even see your face because of that darned hood."

"Oh. Sometimes I forget this thing is up," she said, cautiously pulling it down.

I tried not to drop my jaw in awe, but failed.

How men could not be drooling over her I would never know! She was so beautiful…

Her purple locks were shoulder length, tumbling about in different directions. Her nose was at a perfect straight angle and her full lips were a pale pinkish color. Saving the best for last I decided to finally look upon her eyes. They were- violet? Purple eyes? It was as if she were an angel of some sort sent for me! But what was that there under her jaw? It too was purple, but not at all attractive. A…a bruise?

Abruptly, and much to my disappointment, Raven pulled her hood up again and sighed.

"There, you saw me. Now don't ask me to pull my hood down again."

"But why? You're beautiful." Did I really say that? Great, now she'd think I was a freak.

But the only reaction was her eyes widening to the sizes of saucers, and her ghostly cheeks turning a crimson shade. She was blushing?

"You…you think that I'm beautiful?"

"Of course. Haven't you looked in a mirror lately?" I chortle. She smiled and murmurs, "Class will begin soon. We should get going."

I glanced around me and noticed almost all of the lunch tables abandoned. "Yeah. Sure."