Raven's Home(Zanna only please)

[raven]

"Where have you been?" Raven's uncle Frank wanted to know as soon as she had walked through the front door.
"I was with Zanna. We were in the Sh--, um, we were just walking around," Raven answered. She certainly did not want him to know where they had really been. He wouldkill her if he knew where she really was. She threw her bag and robe down on the light blue couchnear the door. Ah, home sweet home. It was a miserable thought-this being home.
Her uncle despised her, her grandmother had disowned her, and the entire place stank of mixtures of leftover food. What she would give to leave. She wished there was somewhere she could stay. Somewhere away from the people she so displeased.
Tired, she went up to her room. She had changed for bed and laid beneath her covers for about fifteen minutes when she heard something downstairs. She went down to investigate. Nothing. But the living room window was open. That's strange she thought. I closed this before I went upstairs.
"Psst." Raven her someone summon her to the window. She went over to find out who it was.

[zanna]

"Psst"Zanna said get her attention."Listen is anyone home if not wher are they. My dad left me a book at home but it dosen't look normal. He left no note of a kind. Only this book and nothin else. His room was emty and so was his lab. And i coulden't find him anywhere in the house."

Zanna looked around heck she might as well let herself in. She pickedup the heave book and put it lightly on the table."I hadno time to look inside becasue someone was picklocking my door. And plus i was scared so i jummped down the stairs to the 3thrid downstairs door. I waited 5mintues before i ran outta the door. I bet someone wanted this book or something. I don't know whats going on."Zannaput her hand on her head and other on her hip a was thinking in was second.

[raven]

Raven listened as Zanna told her about some sort of book. What was she going on about? It was too late to be talking about such things. Okay, she tried to wake up and pay attention. A book. Picking locks. Is that what she said. Picking locks with a book? She shook her head and looked at Zanna.

"So what are we suppose to do with it? Can't we just take it back to your dad? We could go to his office and return it. No harm done. And as for the lock picking- maybe your dad forgot his key and needed to get in," Raven tries to reason.
"Well, let's have a look at that book."