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Hello, welcome to my first fanfic. I know there are lots of fanfics about the titans going to school and blah, but I will try to keep mine original. Please review if you have the time. I would love to hear your comments, ideas, complaints, flames etc.

This chapter is from Rachel's POV

"I swear that there is nothing more time-wasting than going to school." muttered Josie as she lounged lazily on the wooden chair whose previous occupants had taken the time to carve messages on it with a pen knife. "Who the hell needs Pythagoras Theorem when they get outta school?"

School had just started and Josie and I had just gotten to school after helping her extract her geography textbook from the bottom of her study desk. She had been using it to prop up her desk since one of the legs was uneven. After reaching school, we dashed to class and grabbed our favourite seats by the window at the back.

"Some smart alec who'll get a fancy job as an engineer I guess.' I replied as I flipped through my text books. "Yea, but they are nerds. Us normal people don't need to spend time studying numbers." Josie snapped as she drummed her fingers impatiently. I couldn't help but smirk. "First day of school and you are already so pissed off? How will you survive the next few months?"

Thud Josie smacked her head on her desk. "Please don't remind me. Its torture enough having to wake up every morning."

"Are you having PMS or something?" I asked. She was rarely so grumpy.

"Yes, I am, so I would advise you to quit teasing me or I will rip your face off." She growled at me threateningly. Her threat did not have the desired effect, probably because her face was still on the desk which made her words muffled. It only served to make my smirk wider.

"Hey, who's that?" Josie asked after she had decided to unglue her face from the desk. "Who?" I glanced around the room. "That girl with the red hair. She looks new." She pointed at the door and my gaze followed. A girl whose hair fell like a scarlet waterfall down to her hips had just entered the room. A pair of lime green eyes peaked out from underneath her fringe as she looked uncertainly around the room. "Hmm... Think you're right. Never seen her around before. Wonder where she's from?"

"Like it'll matter. One look at that face and ya know she's gonna sit with Queen Bimbo and her squad of air heads over there." Josie said, gesturing at Katharine Moth who was sitting at the opposite side of the room busy preening.

She was quite surprised when the new girl chose to sit right behind her, in the last row, as was I. "Okay... so I was wrong." she said.

"No, really?"

"You know I hate it when you get sarcastic right?"

"Why do you think I do it?"

"Of course, I forgot, you are evil."

"Thank you."

Josie rolled her eyes dramatically and then turned around to take a quick peek at the new girl. "Kitten has competition." she remarked "She looks that good?" I questioned "Take a look for yourself."

I felt like a pervy guy, looking at her like that but I could see what Josie meant. Sure, the green eyes were unearthly bright and her skin was orangey but that would only serve to make her more mysterious, plus her hair was luxurious and she had a figure to die for. Clothed in a purple top and matching mini skirt with knee length boots even a retarded ant could tell that guys were gonna start hanging round her very soon.

In the meantime, Josie was taking a look at the girl's books and noticed the name on it. "C. Lori Anderson" she read. "Nice name." she nodded at the new girl.

"Oh." The girl looked a bit surprised. "Thank you." There was an accent I couldn't quite place. "What does the C stand for?" I asked, hoping for a clue of where she came from. "It stands for Catherine. But it is so long so I just write it as a C." How interesting, she has almost the same name as Katherine. I hope she won't be as...empty-headed.

"Sounds nicer this way. C. Lori. Well, C. Lori, my name is Josephine Nixon but you can call me Josie or Jo and my grumpy-looking friend here is called Rachel Venn but she hates being called Rae." Josie said, offering her hand. I glared at her. "What? It's the truth." She replied, all wide-eyed and innocent.

"Nice to meet you new friends Josie and Rachel." said Catherine as she shook Josie then my hand. Wow. Firm grip. Seems like she stronger than she looks Jo must have been thinking the same thing because she said. "Oh, nice grip." then she added. "By the way, what should we call you?"

"Well, my family calls me Catherine, sometimes Cathy, though I prefer to be called by my middle name. Catherine is too long."

"Boring! Can I make up a nickname for you?"

"That would be most wonderful!" Catherine looked genuinely happy. God, she is too sweet. I think I have a toothache.

"Hmm...Catherine Lori Anderson... C. Lori... Cathy is used and dull... Lo? Nope, sounds like Loo. Cat sounds too much like Katherine's nickname... Hmm... Think, think, think!" Josie murmured, doing that Pooh bear thing. Then she suddenly snapped her fingers. "Oh, I got it! Cori! That's your nickname from now on!"

"It sounds most wonderful! Thank you for the new nickname Josie!" Catherine, now Cori, actually clapped her hands in what I would describe as glee. Do such people really exist? Maybe she is from another planet.

"Naw, you're too kind!" Josie mock bowed to an invisible audience which is quite hard to do sitting down.

"God, you are hopelessly lame you know that?" I interjected, raising one eyebrow.

"I take that as a compliment." Josie shot back.

"You're welcome."

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