Author's note: So my computer broke and I am getting a new one, but shipping is taking forever so I am so sorry this is taking forever to get a second part. I have been writing on my phone and it is not easy. Excuse the spelling. My computer should be in soon, but here is the second part. PS: 3rd part coming soon!

Raven's POV:

It's been about a week since Damian and I fought. I haven't talked to him and when I catch him looking at me, he has this deep scowl that makes me turn away. I have also started inviting Dillan to sit with the team at lunch. Donna has already taken a liking to him and now she calls him my boyfriend.

It's finally the weekend and Donna and Dillan persuaded me to go to the football game tonight. I put on a hoodie and some leggings, but when I come out to get Donna, I feel underdressed.

Donna has on someone's jersey and black lines on her cheek. She also had a foam finger on one of her hands. She was dressed as if this was the supper bowel or something, but it was just high school football.

"Are you wearing that?" Donna asked me.

"I could ask you the same question." I gestured to her outgoing outfit.

"Well, I just want everyone to know what team I am cheering for." Donna blushed.

"Oh, so you met someone." I laugh.

"Maybe." She blushed even more.

"Well if we are going to go to the game, we should leave now." I looked at my watch.

"Awesome, let me just tell Damian." Donna grabbed her purse.

"Damian?"

"Oh yeah, he is driving. We have to pick up Martha too." Donna said in her normal cheery voice.

My mood dropped. I signed and followed Donna to the living room, where Damian was sitting.

"Time to go!" Donna nudged Damian.

Damian looked up and our eyes caught, for just a second, then I looked away. I heard Damian stand from his chair.

"Let's go." He grumbled.

"Finally!" Donna grabbed my arm and pulled me along. I sat in the backseat with Donna. We pulled out of the driveway and road along.

It was ten minutes before we pulled up to a white house. The front door swung open and Barbie Martha came running to the car.

"Damian!" She kissed Damian's cheek. I looked down at my hands and tried to calm myself. For the rest of the ride I nodded to Donna and Martha's conversation and kept my head low.

When we finally pulled up to the football field. I grabbed my phone and got out of the car.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Donna laughed.

"I... I have to wish Dillan good luck on the game." I lied.

"Oh, I am coming with. The whole team should know I am cheering for them." Donna grabbed my arm. "You to have fun on your date."

Donna and I walked away and found the football players. I spotted Dillan before he spotted me. I walked up to him and touched his arm.

"Hey," Dillan said and smiled down at me.

"Hi." I smiled.

"I am so glad you are here." He wrapped his arm around me. "I wasn't sure if you would come or not." 

"I gave my word." I gave him a small smile. 

His smile grew more, "I should have known you would be the one to always keep your word." 

I laughed and then Donna caught my eye. She was flirting and hanging on to the shoulder of another football player. I watched her as she batted her eyes and laughed at everything he said. I wanted to smack my hand on my head and laugh. 

"I have to get going. The game is going to start soon." Dillan said to me. "I wish you could stay, but I got to get my team ready." 

"I hear you." I laugh. "I'll get Donna." 

Dillan smiled at me, showing off his dimples. I grabbed Donna and pulled her away and we went to sit in the bleachers. 

The announcements came on and the team went onto the field for warm-ups. Donna pulled out candy that she had smuggled into the game and handed me some. 

"Hey, there is Damian and Martha!" Donna pointed into the crowd of people. "We should invite them to sit with us." 

"No, they are on a date." I tried to get the idea out of Donna's mind before things turned. 

"They look like they don't know where to sit. We should just let sit with us. I mean, look at all the space around us." Donna gestured to the empty seats. I sighed and she instantly took that as a sign to wave them over. 

Martha spotted us and waved. She dragged Damian towards us and Martha and Donna sat together. Damian was at least farthest away from me, which was a relief. The game started and Donna started filling me in on the rules of football. 

I would nod, but I had stopped listening to her a while back. I just sat back and watched the two teams tackle each other over a pigskin. It was a meaningless sport that made me bored. The only thing that made it worth staying was watching Dillan's number run across the field. 

I kept my eyes on him, trying to understand what made him want to be in this pointless sport. Donna would cheer load beside me, shaking me when she was super excited. I tolerated it. 

When halftime came, Donna and Martha made plans to get food. I wasn't interested in getting up, mainly because my legs had grown cold. I should have worn more than just a hoodie and leggings. 

"Need anything?" Donna asked. 

"No." I declined her offer. 

"And what about you Damian, need anything?" Martha cooed. 

"No." His voice was bored. The way he sounded when he was feeling unchallenged. 

The two girls left. I rubbed my hands on my legs, trying to generate a little bit of heat. I looked at the band playing on the field, and tried to ignore Damian. 

"Cold?" He broke the silence between us. 

"Yes," I answered plainly. 

"Maybe you should have worn more clothes." I leaned back in his chair. 

I didn't say anything. I glanced over to him, checking to see the mood from his face. He was defiantly bored. I looked back at the field and wrapped my hand to my chest for warmth. 

He sighed and I felt the bench shift. Then he handed me his jacket. I looked at him. "Won't your girlfriend be angry?" 

"She dressed warmly. You didn't." Damian said as if it was obvious. 

"Aren't you going to be cold?" I took his jacket. 

"I grew up in Nanda Partbat." He shrugged. "You grew up in the pits of hell." 

I eyed him. "It wasn't the pits of hell. It was just rather warm." 

"Same difference." He shrugged. 

I wrapped myself in his oversized jacket. It was warm and smelled like him, but he couldn't see I was enjoying this, or he would think he had won. So I scolded him and turn my attention back to the halftime show. 

Soon Donna came back with Martha and her hands full of popcorn. She handed one out to Damian and me and then took her seat beside me. 

"I thought you might like some and it smelled good," Donna told me. 

"Thanks." I started eating a little piece. 

The rest of the game went fast and our school won. Donna was jumping up and down, pulling me up from my seat to celebrate with her. "Come on, we have to go find Dillan and the team and congratulate them!" She hugged me. 

"Um..." I said, barely keeping up with her. 

"Leave the jacket. That way Dillan will give you his!" She pulled Damian's jacket off my shoulders and threw it at Damian. 

Then she grabbed my hand and pulled me down the steps and to the team lockers. She stopped right outside and waited. Apparently, the team would come out in a few minutes to see parents and whatnot, so Donna had us waiting. 

And just like she said, the team came out. Dillan was cheering with some of his friends and when he spotted me he picked me up and spun me around. "We won!" He laughed. 

He set me down and I smiled at his joy. It was infectious. "Yes, you did."  I laugh. 

"Sorry." His dimples were showing. 

"Good game!" Donna patted Dillon on his back. "You were great." 

"Daniel is over there." Dillan pointed to a group of guys. 

"Thanks!" Donna said before she walked over to the group. 

I laughed and Dillan join in. "Daniel was hoping to win to show off to her." Dillan filled me in. 

"Of course." I laughed. 

"You cold?" He noticed when my arms were wrapped around me for warmth. 

"A little," I admitted. 

"Here." He gave me his red jacket with his football number on it. I put it on. "Looks good on you Ms. Roth." He kissed my hand. 

I blushed. 

Dillan and the team had to line up for a team picture and then go get changed into regular clothes. I waited with Donna, who was red from talking to Daniel. I nudged her and smiled, which only made her blush more. 

Martha, holding onto Damian's arm, came over. "There you two are." She smiled innocently. 

"What are you waiting for?" Damian questioned Donna. 

"Dillan and Daniel are going to give us rides, so you can go." Donna bit back with some fire. I wasn't sure what was up with Donna, but she looked like she was going to kill Damian. Damian looked like he could do the same to her. 

"Fine." Damian gritted out. 

The two left, and I watch as Martha hugged into Damian's side. I had bile in the back of my throat when I watched them. 

"Oh come on." Donna pulled me out of my thoughts. 

We waited for the guys to come out, and when they did, they wrapped their arms around us. "We were thinking we could bring you to our Mc Donalds and get some celebratory food," Dillan suggested. 

"Yes," Donna answered for both of us. I glared at her but let it slide. 

We got into Dillan's car. I was upfront with him and Donna and Daniel were in the back seat. We drove to Mc Donalds, talking about the game and the plays. I was lost but having a good time. 

We got our order and sat down at a table. 

"So did you enjoy the game?" Dillan asked me. 

"I don't understand the game, but it was not the worst thing to do on a Friday night." I smiled. 

"I will take that as a good thing." Dillan smiled. 

"It is the highest compliment." Donna chimed in. 

This made Dillan smile more and I blush. I glared at Donna but she just shrugged it off and continued talking to Daniel. Dillan and I started to talk about school and classes, and soon we all started talking about teachers at our school. 

Donna and I were having such a good time that we didn't realize what time it was. My phone buzzed and when I looked down, I saw Dick's name pop up. I excused myself and answered it. 

"Where are you and Donna?" Dick sounded angry. 

"We are at Mc Donalds for a late supper," I answered. 

"Well it is almost eleven and you need to get home now." Dick sounded more anger than he had ever sounded before. 

"Okay." I looked at the clock. He was right. "We will be home in a few." 

I hung up and grabbed Donna. "We have to get going," I told the guys. 

"It's fine." Donna smiled. "We can stay a little later." She half begged. 

"No, look at the time." I showed her my phone timer. She nodded and turned back to the boys. "She is right, we should be heading. Curfew." 

"We can take you home." Dillan offered. 

"No, our ride is here." I smiled and lied. 

"Oh, okay." Dillan stood up. "Thanks for coming to the game. See you Monday?" 

"Yes." I kissed his cheek. "Good game." I waved to Daniel. 

I dragged Donna behind me and found the nearest ally and teleported us to the Wayne Manner, where Dick was waiting for us in the living room. 

"You guys are late," Dick said. 

"Oh, it's the weekend for crying out loud. There is no school tomorrow." Donna yelled at Dick. "Don't make me call Kori and tell her about how you won't let us have lives. She is always talking about us getting them, and you are ruining that." 

"She would agree with me that you need to at least follow the rules while getting a life," Dick argued back. 

I stepped in. "Look, it's late and we are all tired. Donna and I will do extra reps tomorrow on our workout. Now we are going to bed." 

"Fine. But I want to see those reps." Dick said in his fatherly tone. 

"fine," Donna said. 

Donna and I walked upstairs, and Donna couldn't stop talking about how much fun she had tonight. 

"Did you have fun?" She asked. 

"Yes." I answered her at my door. 

"Dillan seems nice." Donna nudged me. 

"He is." I blushed. 

She smiled and walked into her room. 

I laughed and went into mine. Before I even turned on the lights, my mood changed. I flicked the lights on. 

"What are you doing in here?" I glared at Damian. 

"You are past curfew." Damian's grim face said he was about to lecture me. 

"I have already heard it all from your brother. Just go." I shook off my shoes and grabbed my clothes from the nightstand to change into. I walked over to the bathroom. "When I come out of the shower, you better be gone." 

I closed the door behind me. I turned on the water and changed out of my clothes. I hopped into my warm shower and let the water wash over me. I had just gotten all the soap out of my hair when I heard the bathroom door open. 

"Damian!" I shouted as the shower curtain flung open. 

Damian wrapped his hand around my face and pulled me into a kiss. The water now washing over him, soaking him. It all happened so fast that I didn't know how to register it. Before I could blink he pulled away and closed the bathroom door behind him. 

I leaned against the wall and tried to settle my ragged breathing. When my mind caught up with me, I turned off the water and dried off. 

I changed into my PJs and was about ready to storm into Damian's room and ask what the hell was going on.