I don't own the Teen Titans. I got the title from Lee Harding's song L Is For Loser. Reviews and Flames welcome!
Rachel had lived on an island called Azarath for the first three years of her life. Her father, Trigon, basically ruled there. Being a multi-billionaire had its perks. Now, most children were already playing with their friends they made at school or out in public. But Rachel didn't go to school, nor did she rarely step outside. Instead her mother, Arella, tutored her privately. But, this was before the business failed, before her father started getting their money illegally, before Azarath banned them from ever returning.
The Roth's had just moved to Jump City. On an odd street called Titans' Tower. It had a long straight road, a dead end, and a three way turn that lead to two more dead ends. It only made sense, since when looked at from above, it looked like a giant T. They had been here for three weeks, though they hadn't seen any of the neighbors. One late night, after Rachel had gone to bed, Arella found Trigon in his study.
"Trigon. I think it's time Rachel made some friends. I don't want her to live in solitude all her life, and she's already not very well with socializing. I'm going to enroll her in the public school. Can we go around and meet the kids on the neighborhood?" Trigon thought for a moment.
"Yes, very well. We can go tomorrow and meet the people."
"Thank you Trigon." She turned and left the study.
Rachel was in a deep sleep. It was drifting from one blurry image to the next, though she couldn't make any if them out. There were voices and images, but none were pronounced enough to understand. She was suddenly awakened by her mother gently shaking her and calling her name.
"Rachel. It's time to get up, honey."
"Yes*yawn* mommy?" Arella smiled at her innocent little girl. Her short purple hair was messy, her purple eyes were clouded with rapidly fading drowsiness. When her vision cleared, she smiled at her.
"It's time to get up. We're meeting the kids in the neighborhood today." Rachel stopped smiling.
"Why? I don't do well with people, you know that." Rachel was well pronounced for a three year old. Arella sighed.
"You need some friends. Now get dressed." Rachel looked into her mother's eyes.
"Yes mommy," was the obedient little girl's response.
Rachel scowled at her mother's choice of clothes. A purple frilly skirt and white shirt. Luckily, she was allowed to wear her sneakers with it. They started walking along their side of the street. The first house with a child was two houses to the left. A burly man with tan skin and bright red hair opened the door.
"Hello?" Arella smiled.
"Hello sir. We're new to the neighborhood, and I was hoping Rachel could make some friends." The man smiled.
"Welcome to the neighborhood. My name is Galfore. My niece, Kori, would be delighted to meet you. KORI!" A girl with red hair and tan skin ran so fast to the front door it looked like she was flying.
"HELLO! My name is Kori, I would be delighted to be your friend, New Friend Rachel!" She had a thick accent. Her smile made her electric green eyes glow. Rachel offered a small smile.
"Wonderful. Maybe you would like to come over tomorrow. We are having a cookout with all the parents in the neighborhood. Then you won't have to go around." Arella smiled brightly at the invitation.
"Of course! We'll definitely come!" Rachel sighed. St least they wouldn't have to walk anymore.
Can you guys tell me what you think? What about the name of the street? I'll update ASAP!