Hola. Okay, so the other day I was listening to Paramore's awesome song called Decoy and it gave me the inspiration to write a story, but it wasn't this one. So then I thought about THIS story, and now I'm writing it. And personally, I think this story is better than the first one that I thought of. Now, I know that I have been neglecting my duty of writing my other story Startled By His Yellow Spandex, but that's only because I don't like it anymore so I'm ditching that one and starting this one in hopes that this story will be much better. Which it will. Hopefully.
Disclaimah: *Sigh* If I owned the Teen Titans, I would not be writing about them HERE. So there.
It's too late baby, there's no turning around
I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud
This is how I do
When I think about you
I never thought that you could break me apart
I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart
You want to get inside
Then you can get in line
But not this time
Cause you caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming
I feel like a hero
And you are my heroine...
Hero/ Heroine -Boys Like Girls
Kid Flash
I haven't seen Jinx in what feels like forever. The last time I saw her was also the last time I was on duty. Which was about 45 minutes ago, but still. Good thing I know where she lives, it's time to pay her a visit. I was originally heading south, but because Jinx lives in the west I have to change directions. Well, I think I'm going south...It's just a little over 6 o'clock in the morning so the sun isn't up yet. That's good, now I can watch it rise and figure out where I am. Because I had been an honorary boy scout when I was in the first, second, third, and fourth grade I know that the sun rises in the east. I come to an abrupt halt and scan the sky. What's that, a ray of light? Oh, goody! Here it-
And that's as far as I get before I go into complete and total shock.
Ice runs through my veins. I can't move, can't think straight, and worst of all, I could swear I felt something nip at my ankle. I gasp: an even bigger mistake. Liquid fills my lungs and before I can screw up anymore, I push myself back to the surface. Coughing and spluttering, I slap the water with my hand in frustration. This is the third time!I rebuke myself mentally.
Note to self: Stop standing in the middle of the ocean, you will go under water EVERY TIME.
I locate the nearest rock and attach myself to the side of it, giving me time to catch my breath. Then, I climb onto the rock and sit down. The sun rises and though it is a really nice sight, I have prettier things to look at. Okay, a prettier person to look at. I shake myself off and sprint across the ocean to Jinx.
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Jinx
That idiot! What does he think he's doing standing outside of my window? Is he trying to get me killed? If anyone finds out that he's at my base- right outside of my room nonetheless (yes, that is a word), they'll think I'm in cahoots (and so is that) with him and that's it, I'm done for. I flip him the finger and resume my drawing but his relentless knocking isn't helping my concentration. I turn around and glare at him. Then I toss my drawing pad on my bed and walk toward the window.
I open the window no more than an inch. "Go away!" I hiss and slam the window down. His fingers fly underneath it just in time to push it back up.
"Why?" He asks with a smirk, knowing fully well why I want him gone.
I sigh and Kid Flash takes that moment to push the window all the way to the top and rest his head in his hands on the windowsill. "I could make that fall on you right now, you know," I say motioning to the heavy glass pane.
He looks confident as he says, "You wouldn't, though."
I frown. "How do you know?"
"Because I could turn you into the police before you even had a chance."
My eyes narrow. "You wouldn't."
Kid Flash's eyes bore into mine. "I know." I'm done with this conversation, and I show him that by turning my back on him and walking out of the room. Stupid of me, yeah, I know. But I don't figure this out until I walk about four feet away and then hear an excited "What's this?" come from my room.
I spin around and storm through the doorway. Kid Flash is sitting on my bed, flipping through the pages of my notebook with a silly grin on his face. "Get out!" I scream, "Are you really that dense? When I left that was your cue to leave, too!"
He stands up and stretches, "Well, you should've made that a wee bit clearer. I'm not a mind reader you know."
I put my hands on my hips. "Well gee, along with you not being a mind reader, you're also not smart, you're nosy, and you lack a very useful thing called common sense."
His mask moves in a motion that suggests he just raised an eyebrow. "Says the girl who left her window open while the person she seems to be constantly annoyed with is standing outside. And then said girl walks out of the room and bursts back in to yell at the extremely handsome- yet supposedly annoying- guy in her room for simply appreciating her love of unicorns?"
"What! I...pft-a-eh...ugh!" I stutter and throw my hands in the air. I turn away from him and suddenly, he's right in front of me, a rose in his hand and a smirk on his face.
"I believe I won this 'argument'," Kid Flash says quoting the word argument with his fingers, "but don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow for a rematch."He extends the rose to me and before I can think about what I'm doing, my hand reaches out and my fingers wrap around the stem.
"Get out."
"You're welcome." I blink, and he's gone.
Okay, so I know this isn't much, but have patience, it will get a lot better! Also, this story will be MUCH better than my other one. Those of you who have read it, you have to agree, right? I though so. You know what I also think? I think you should REVIEW! It won't hurt to. Actually, reviewing will HELP! So go on, you know you want to...
P.S.: Every song at the beginning of each chapter has to do with that chapter...Get it?
P.P.S: PUHLEEEZZZZEEEEE REVIEW. Even one simple word will mean something to me! =)
P.P.P.S: NO FLAMES! =(
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