N/B: This is a redraft of the story previously known as High School Hots. I wanted to re-write it for a while now. Hopefully it'll be a better version. Also, once again, go easy. I haven't been writing for a long time now; unless you count essays.
Okay… On with the story!
Universal Disclaimer(i.e. I won't be repeating it throughout the chapters): As you all pretty much know; I don't own Teen Titans. If I did, I'd be immensely rich and producing it in my version ;)
Summary: A chance meeting can be a beautiful way to make new relationships; whether in the form of friendship, or perhaps even… love. What happens when such encounters occur between friends old and new?
Chance Meetings
Chapter 1
"Tara! Jen! Kori! You lot better be up!" shouted Raven. "Otherwise you'll all walk it to university!"
A few seconds later, Raven could hear sounds of pounding feet heading in different directions. Turning, she saw Kori Anders making her way into the kitchen. She looked as she usually did; a natural born model with fiery red hair flowing down to her hips; her eyes a bright, emerald green. Her figure slim, yet tall, made all the more gorgeous with her outfit choice of knee-length, floral print casual halter dress, topped off with soft pink ballet pumps.
"Morning Rae," she greeted. "Have you had breakfast?"
"Morning. Yes, thanks for asking."
Throwing Raven a knowing off her shoulder, she asked, "The usual, Rae?"
Smirking, Raven refrained from replying.
"Seriously girlfriend, you should start eating a lot more healthier breakfast," chided Jen as she made her way into the living room.
"You all know I don't have much of an appetite in the morning. Therefore, stop with the lecturing already." So saying, she once again called out, "Tara! What's taking so long? We're leaving in fifteen; get your butt moving!"
"Coming! Coming!"
"By the way, Rae what time do you finish university today?" asked Jen.
"I've got a few lectures on and off, and then I've also got a report due in next week; so I thought I'll get that done in the library or something. Why'd you ask?"
"Just wanted to know whether you might be joining us lot at the club, later in the evening."
Raven sighed inwardly. "Girls, you know I don't enjoy the club scene –"
"We understand Raven," interrupted Kori. "It's just lately; we haven't seen you around much."
Feeling guilty, Raven thought quietly to herself whilst the other two went about eating their breakfast. Knowing she might regret it a later, Raven said, "Fine. I'll see if I can join you."
"You serious?!" came the exclamation from top of the stairs.
As all three girls turned their heads in that direction, Tara bounded down with surprise written all over her face. "Raven's really gonna join us? At a club?"
Shooting her a murderous glare, Raven replied, "It's not a promise. I said I'll see."
"Yeah, but…"
"Shut up, Tara and eat. I'm leaving in ten minutes; with or without you lot."
Laughing, Tara joined the others at the table. Once Raven made her mind up about something, it was final. But, it was going to be worthwhile if they finally got her into a club. So thinking, Tara quickly set to the task of finishing the breakfast laid out by Kori, all the while imagining the evening ahead.
She couldn't wait.
Not so far away from the girls, a similar scene was taking place.
"Roy! Gar! Get your butts in gear. I'm leaving for class; Rich left half an hour ago already!"
"Hold your horses Vic, Garfield's just grabbing his bag," said Roy, making his way into the garage and towards Vic's car. As he slid in, Garfield came rushing round the corner and ground to a halt.
"Man! I wanted to ride shotgun."
"Well you should've been faster, slowcoach," taunted Roy.
"Cut it out. Gar, get in the back or we'll be late," Victor chided.
Grumbling under his breath, Garfield did as he was told.
"By the way, you did lock the main door right?"
"Yeah man, don't worry."
"When it's you one can't not worry," claimed an exasperated Victor.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that even though you're twenty, you still act like a kid," Roy explained.
Offended, Garfield argued, "I do not!"
"Uh-huh. Whatever you say. Anyway, why'd Rich take off so early Vic?" Roy asked; tactfully changing the subject to avoid a possible fight.
Checking the rear-view mirror before changing lanes, Vic answered, "He had club practice. He said he'll meet us up for lunch."
"Which reminds me," broke in Roy. "We're meeting up at one right?"
"Should be. That's what we all decided couple of days ago. You still on, Gar?"
"Yup. Don't have many lessons today as it is."
"So why you going in so early?" asked Roy, looking over his shoulder. "And quite dressed up at that."
Sending a quick glance in the rear-view, Victor also raised an eyebrow in question. Gar actually cleaned up today,he thought.
Dressed in camouflage cargo pants, and black muscle t-shirt with black hi-top trainers; he cut a good figure, especially with his green tinted black hair spiked up, and his face clean shaven.
"What's going, G?"
Smiling, Garfield leaned back against the seat, and shrugged noncommittally. "Uh-uh," chided Victor, grinning himself now. "What gives?"
"Nothing dudes, just felt like dressing up today."
"Yeah right!" scoffed Roy, playfully. "Don't worry Vic." Nudging him in the arm, he winked. "We'll find out sooner or later. Besides, when we meet up for lunch, Richard will help us get it out of him."
Laughing, Victor only nodded and turned the car into the parking lot of Newedge Academy. The educational academy for the elite from all around the world.