Hello :) I just wanted to say this, I am testing out my OC's, if this goes well, I will make a MU story to follow! The MU names are;
Cecelia ( Cel): Celeste ( OC)
Nora : Nova ( OC)
Kori: Starfire
Rachell: Raven
Victor ( Vic ) : Cyborg
Garfield (Gar) : Beast Boy
Richard ( Dick) : Robin
I may add others, Jink, KF, etc, nut that seems like way too much work. Anyway, enjoy.
I Don't Own Teen Titans
Cecelia's Point of view
' I could ask Nora to help me' I thought, staring at myself in the mirror. My light blue hair had the most annoying waves in them ( Straight hair was in fashion, because Nora had impeccably straight locks) and my glasses stood in front of my dark blue eyes,( Nora had light eyes, so...). My petite body was covered by a way too big black sweater that ended just above my knees and stooped at my mid palms. I also wore a silver skirt that barely showed under my sweater.
A loud noise rippled through the house, alerting me that Nora was up and not happy about it. ' Or I could just put in contacts and call it a day.' I chose the latter and put the clear screens in my eyes, allowing people to see that my eyes were larger than most, probably a defect. I chose to put my hair into loose ponytails before gabbing my blue messenger bag and walking quietly out of my shabby room, the only reason I had the mirror in it was because Nora thought a vanity would better suit her. The room was originally a laundry room.
" It's kinda like Harry Potter." I thought aloud. I tip toed to the kitchen area, looks like Nora's parents aren't home. When I was first brought to there house I tried calling them Mommy and Daddy, but I was struck before I could call them that again. I touched my cheek, vividly remembering the first time I was hit, my light tan skin bruising easily from the rough contact.
" Eugh! Seriously? Why do you always wear such loose clothing? I bet if you straightened your hair and showed off your body more, you might actually have some friends." Nora sneered, entering the kitchen and sitting at the table. I set my bag down and took in my ' sister'. Anyone could see we weren't related. She had hair as black as tar and as straight as corn silk, she had shaved all but her long bangs, showing off the multiple ear, nose and eyebrow piercings she Hispanic skin made me look like a ghost, not to mention she was considerably taller than me. She wore ruby red lipstick and multiple layers of dark makeup that clashed beautifully with her light hazel eyes, her pink crop top and blue jean shorts showed off her beautiful body.
" Hello, Nova. Would you like me to make you breakfast?" I said quietly, refusing to look her in the eye as I used her old nick name. She snorted.
" Eww, no way. And Nova?Geez. I can't believe you still use that stupid nick name. I was wrong, no matter what, you'll never have any friends." Her hurtful words cut into me like a knife. You would think after all this time that the words would stop hurting, nope. I sighed softly and picked up my bag before sliding on my shoes.
" Then have a nice day, Nora." I slipped out of the door, shuddering as the cold air hit me. I always went to school way before Nora, I had to practice all the time, or else I wasn't going anywhere in life. I walked down the steps and turned on the street, beginning the 12 mile walk to my school; Jump High, I know the name is hilarious. You may be wondering why I walk 12 miles to get to school, well Nora had a car and I didn't, she never offered me a ride, so I never got one. I also don't have any friends to drive me. Yep, my life isn't perfect, being forced out of your country as a toddler, having to come to the USA only to be abandoned and dropped into the abusive house of a foster family that was in it for the money. Sounds like a TV drama. I turned down an alley way, instinctively gripping my bag closer to me as I walked through the dirty place. Nora had once said I never had to worry about anything happening to me, she said she would be there to protect me. I sighed for the umpteenth time that morning.
" What happened to you Nova? What happened to my life preserver?" I asked, louder than normal. I reached the edge of the alley and turned, facing my school. ' The walk seemed rather short today' I thought to myself, approaching the school and taking a deep breath before clasping my cold, numb hands around the handle and opening the door, being greeted by a warm waft of air. I stepped quietly into the empty halls, holding on to my bag until my knuckles turned white. I always felt so scared walking in here, even though it was 2 hours before anyone showed up. My shoes squeaked slightly as I walked quickly towards the music room on the other side of the building. The office people were already there, so I wasn't breaking and entering, but it still felt like I had to hide from anyone here, but the only other people in the building were on the top floor since the teachers didn't come for a while. I breathed a sigh of relief as I neared the music room, opening the door and slipping inside the empty room.
" Home sweet home." I said happily, placing my bag on the piano and sitting at the bench. No one ever used this room anymore, so I never needed to clean up my sheet music. I flipped to the first page and began, my soft fingers twisting delicately as I played a song I already knew by heart. A specific note rang through the air and I opened my mouth, beginning the lyrics of a song about escaping life early.
As the music played I was transported. No longer was I in an elite school living a dingy life, I was on a stage, the audience blurred out from the blinding lights directed at me. I was no longer in reality, I was in my sanctuary.
I liked that. Anyway, that was a sneak peak into the life of Cecelia's life. Don't worry, the Titan's will be here soon! I am being picky today, so the review goal will be, um, well, first chapter so : 1 . Wow, I'm a softy! C~YA!
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