Disclaimer; I don't own Teen Titans or anything else in this story. All I own is the storyline.
Also on another note, I'm sorry guys for not adding any more stories lately. I have been busy with school related stuff. I don't know if I will be posting any more chapters on Class of 2014, sorry. I might if enough people want it, but if nobody says anything I'll just add when I have time. Thanks and enjoy the story. (Who else likes Green Day?)
The police officer pushed me into the small cell.
"Um, officer, I think I have a call I'm allowed to make?" I say turning to stare through the bars. The cop rolled his eyes.
"Greenie, you will be out of here before you even finish that call because your parents are all ready on their way here." The cop locked the cell door and walked away. I ran my hand through my green dyed hair as I held back on correcting the cop. The people I live with, my 'parents', aren't really my real parents. My real parents are dead, somewhere under the waves of an African waterfall. Most people don't know this through and I'm ok with that because I have a feeling that if they do know the rest of my life will be full of sympathy, teasing, and the name of 'boy with the dead parents'. I rather that not happen really. Suddenly someone steps in front of my cell. Thinking it's a cop I start talking.
"Officer, you have to believe me it was an-" I stop when I look up. There is no cop there, it's just another teenager boy. Wait, I recognize him, he's-
"Hey Garfield, it's Richard," Richard says folding his arms in front of his chest and smile calmly. I have no problem with Richard, really. In all honesty we're kinda friends. Richard is just a really rich kid in my 12th grade class. He hangs around Terra (a girl I use to have a really big crush on until I saw her teasing on a goth girl in our class), Kori (a really nice girl who is dating Richard. She's got the longest red hair and biggest green eyes), last Richard also hangs out with my best friend Victor Stone. Victor is the classic football all-star. Tall, buff, and has a cheerleader girlfriend (Karen Beecher, who isn't really a classic cheerleader, but whatever). "Garfield you in there?" Richard says snapping his fingers. I snap back to life realizing I zone-out.
"Yeah, I'm in here," I say in response. Richard pulls the cell keys out and unlocks the door.
"Come on out, you're parents are here," again I hold back correcting him. The two of us walk in silence to the front office. Rita and Steve Dayton looked up at me as me and Richard walked into the office. Two facial expressions were shown to me. Relief and 'you're so going to die'. Let's just say I was really scared to see what Steve was going to say to me.
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