The Day I Met Beast Boy

By The Sole Survivor

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Bright light strewn through the windows, hitting the eyelids of a sleeping figure in a bed. As soon as the light made contact, the person in bed groaned and heaved her arms above her head. Grabbing her Stitch plushie, she blocked the light with the 14 inches of fluff. Sighing contentedly, she smiled and attempted to drift back off to sleep when Stitch was roughly snatched from her hands and the light once again invaded her eyes. Cracking open an eye, she glared at the blurred figure standing above her. "Heeey.." She moaned out and sat up slowly, holding herself up by her left hand as she rubbed her eye with her right. "What do you want?" She muttered, and reached instinctively for her Stitch plush, but it was once again pulled out of her reach.

"Hey, you have to get up. Mom says so." The voice told her in a not so nice or gently voice. She groaned and crossed her legs as her mind began to gain full conciousness. "Move it, Ren!"

"Alright, butthead, give me a minute! I'll be down in like, two seconds!" Feeling her sister's ice glare on her head, she felt the Stitch hit her stomach as footsteps made their way out of her room. Opening her eyes, she sighed as the room stayed out of focus. Ren hated having to wear contacts. Everytime she went to the eye doctor, she was told that her vision was getting worse and worse. So she was always prescribed new contacts.

Literally rolling out of bed, she felt the ground connect with her knees and stood up slowly. Yawning, she made her way into the bathroom. It was almost an instinct to walk the path in the hallway without running into anything. Running her hands under the water for a second, she opened the contact cases and put them in. Blinking slowly to get them into place, she opened her sky blue eyes as her world was suddenly crisp clear. Grinning, she clapped her hands together and brushed her light brown hair for good measure.

Renee was your average 16 year old girl. She had friends, had a family, basically had a life. One thing she wished she didn't have was--

"Renee! Come on, I wanna get there ASAP!"

-- her older sister, Anya. Rolling her eyes, Ren didn't even move from her spot as she yelled down, "I said HANG ON A MINUTE!" Giving her image a quick lookover, she nodded in satisfaction and made her way back into her bedroom. Closing the door, she locked it with a glare. "Man, why do I even have to take Anya to Sarah's house? And WHY do I have to my mom's OWN errands?" Muttering darkly under her breath, she opened her closet and pulled out her black Naruto Sasuke shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Renee's room was something different that you didn't see everyday. On the walls, or on the bed, even the floor, there wasn't a thing that was bare. Her walls had posters, key chains hung up with decorative earrings, and a wall scroll. Her floors and dressers had little things she collected like nutcrackers and things from shows she watched. On the floor and bed, there were stuffed animals, like for instance, her plush Stitch that she slept with everynight.

Getting dressed quickly, she put on her shoes and pocketed her wallet, cellphone and car keys. Putting her hair behind her ear, leaving her bangs hanging in her face, she sighed and unlocked her door. Walking down the stairs, she saw her mother on the computer playing her well-loved game and Anya standing in the middle of the room, in her 'I-want-to-go-NOW' position. She glared as Ren made her way down.

"About time." Ren rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come on. I didn't take that long." Walking over to the door, she muttered, "And you take longer than I do everyday." Hitting the garage door opener, the huge door creaked open, revealing her and her mother's car. Her mother's was a black Chrysler Sebring. Hers was a burgandy Honda Sentra. She liked her car better than Mom's to be honest, because hers had a CD player. "Bye, Mom, I'll see you later." She called to her before her and Anya made their way out to Ren's car.

"Okay, be careful!" She heard her mother's call and she smiled, rolling her eyes. Just as they were getting in the car, Renee heard Anya cry out in shock.

"What is it now?" The younger sibling asked, annoyed as she climbed into the driver's seat.

"It's starting to rain!" Sure enough, raindrops were sprinkling on the windshield. Closing her door, she turned on the car and activated the windshield wipers. Renee rolled her eyes.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious." She muttered as her sister hurriedly sat down and closed her door. Thunder boomed overhead as Ren put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway. As she made her way down the familiar path to Sarah's house, Ren vaguely wondered how many times she rolled her eyes in a day. Suddenly, a wind rushed through the car, chilling Ren to the bone as rain splashed on her skin. Glancing at her sister, she saw that Anya had taken to smoking a cigarette at the point in time. Sighing, she coughed as the smoke moved slowly into her lungs. "Anya, put that out until you get to Sarah's!

"Sorry! Deal for now." Taking a long drag, she blew it out into the rain. The younger sibling took her hand off the wheel to wave it around her head.

"I hate it when you smoke. It's destroying you."

Silence swallowed them as they drove on. The oldest sibling turned to Ren and saw an almost pained look on her face. Blowing the last remaining smoke out the window, she rolled it up and threw the butt into the cigarette trash can attatched inside the car. She sighed and shifted in her seat as her sister's hands on the steering wheel tightened noticeably.

"I'm sorry. I know, it's a bad habit, but--"

"But, what?" Ren cut her off. "If you know it's a bad habit, then why'd you start to begin with?" She stopped it there. She knew that when some people had 'Why'd you start this-?' talks, it always repeated itself. She didn't want to sound too cliche. Beside her, Anya sighed and rolled her eyes at her sister's concern.

"I don't know." Was all she said. They didn't say anything else on the way there.

As Ren parked as close as she could to Sarah's front door, she unlocked the doors and parked the vehicle. Anya turned to her and smiled softly, as if it had it's own meaning, and it was as if she just assumed Renee would know what it meant.

She didn't. Raising a brow, she watched as Anya hopped out the car and ran up the stairs before she could get her hair wet. Ren watched before she rolled down the window hurriedly.

"You're welcome!" She shouted. Growling, she rolled the window back up and put the car in reverse. Thunder and lightening came in a combo at that point, and rain came down harder. "Why do I even bother..?" She muttered and made her way to the place where her mother paid bills and such. As she pulled into the parking lot, she got out and locked the door just in case. Quickly, she ran to the front door to realize that it was shut tight. "GREAT!" She shouted, her anger showing more than she would've liked. She gave the glass doors a solid kick. "Mom forgot they're closed today." Running back to her car, she realized one important thing as she jiggled furiously at the handle.

She'd locked her keys inside. Slapping her hand over her forehead, she moaned.

"Oh.. this is just.. PEACHY!" Ren banged her fists on the window. Leaning against her car, she slid down so that she was almost sitting on the pavement. Sighing, she stood up and pulled out her cellphone. Opening it, she automatically dialed in her house number. Putting it to her ear, she leaned her head against her knees as the call processed.

Minutes went by. She slowly lifted her head and looked at the phone. Glaring hard enough to make the phone shatter, she realized in vain that her phone didn't have any service in the storm she was in. Rain slid off her body and head quickly. Her hand tightened around the phone and quickly put it in her pocket before she could break it. Shouting in frustration, she stood up and waved her arms around in spinning circles of doom and kicked her feet to get rid some relief. Random people that saw her quickly went on their way.

Renee quickly clapped her hands together and closed her eyes, counting to the highest number she could reach before calming down. She sighed and began to walk. She was at least eight miles from her house. "This is.. possibly the worst day of my life." She muttered to herself. "And I'm not counting when I fell off a horse, or when I got lost in my own neighborhood at night. This is ten times worse than that." Walking until she reached the main road, she sat down on a soaked bench. "Maaan.. I feel like a hobo."

"Hey, at least you don't look like one, huh?" A voice said, startling her from her thoughts. She jumped off the bench and accidentally tripped, falling backwards into a puddle. "Oh, dude, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" The voice continued, and she couldn't help but freeze in her panic. She recognized that voice. She'd know it anywhere. She hadn't even seen the person yet, and she was in too much shock to look to find out. But as soon as she saw the purple/black shoes and part of black legs in her vision, she knew her suspicions had been confirmed.

Glancing up slowly with wide eyes, she found herself looking into the green eyes of Beast Boy from the Teen Titans.

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Author's Note: You see what I am always doing? I post, but never update. I sometimes despise myself. But anywho, this is the work of my mind this time around. This orignially was supposed to be a one-shot, but Lizzie forced me to do so otherwise. lol There is a plot, mind you, but I'm thinking it's kinda cliche. But I'll continue with what I've got so far. And trust me on this, I have WAY more than this typed out already.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beast Boy or the Teen Titans. I just own Renee.