When Joey was much younger he remembered spending a total of three weeks at his father house. It was located in a small town which he didn't remember much of. Over the years Joey stopped going. His father never seeked him out despite so.
It left a bitter, sad feeling. Ever since the incident with Joey's throat while staying in this town, Joey's mom ,Adeline, made sure that Joey never returned. Joey didn't remember the incident at all. He just remember waking up at a hospital when he opened his eyes. Never to speak. Never to sing. Never to make any sound again.
Now seventeen, Joey had to welcome this town once again.
Adeline current job caused her to move a lot. It has become a reck over the years. This was Joey's junior year. He had to think about his future. Joey had the wealth of his mom. Yet he didn't want to continue her career path.
Staying at his father house was Adeline's last option. This felt like Joey's only option. After the court approval Joey could stay with Slade.
There was no turning back.
Joey stood outside his home. Well, former home. With a suitcase in hand. Guitar on his back. Adeline kissed Joey on the forehead.
"You're going to call me everyday. Okay. You can come back anytime you want."
Joey nodded. He hugged his mom before a honk was heard.
Slade car pulled over. Except it wasn't Slade that came out. It was Slade's friend Wintergreen.
Joey was still excited. He loved Wintergreen growing up. He was one of the few figures in his life that didn't treat him like a child.
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intergreen helped him put his luggage into the back of the car.
Joey went inside the car.
There was no turning back now.
Blood City had a population of about 3,420 people. It was small. Everyone knew everyone. Joey hoped no one remembered him. He honestly would be embarrassed to be remembered as the 8 year old who would always talk about cats and his love for the little mermaid songs.
Your hair's gotten longer."
'Thanks Dad. It's the same as when you last saw me though'
Slade nodded. It was awkward. They never had the best conversations. Joey was more into the arts. Unlike Grant. Sometimes Joey thought if Grant were still around maybe he could have taught Joey how to communicate better with their father.
They went into the house. It was much smaller than his mom's place but the security was much more apparent. It was like Slade was trying to block out the whole world from entering into such a normal house.
Once Joey entered, iit proved to be just as he remembered. Simple decorations. No photos of family in site. Joey wondered how Slade could live like this. What was Slade job again? Joey got a different answer each time to even ask at this point.
"Your rooms on the left." Slade said. Carrying all of Joey's things.
When Joey entered the room it look exactly like he remembered. Nothing was thrown away. Nothing was touched. Even his coloring books were still on the floor.
The only thing that was missing was Grants stuff.
"That's your bed" Slade pointed at what was obviously Joey's old bet with purple sheets.
'I know'
"Your favorite colors still purple." It was more of a statement then a question.
'I guess.' Joey had no choice but to answer.
Slade nodded.
There was a sound outside. As thought a rock was thrown at the window.
A sudden wave of anger filled the room. The emotions seemed to come from Slade. Even though he kept his composure. Joey didn't like this feeling. A second stone was hit before a big "OW" and "STUPID BOY!" was heard from the outside.
Slade aura seemed to calm down.
"That's an old neighbor."
Slade and Joey went downstairs to meet the old neighbors.
There was an older man ,around Slade's age, with bright, red hair and beard. He wore flashy, purple clothes. There next to him was a boy around Joey's own age. Equally bright red hair. With purple in his color scheme similar to the older both seemed familiar.
"Sorry for my boy. We've been trying to ring your darn bell but its so whacked up that we couldn't figure it out. He decided to do the clever idea of throwing a darn rock."
"Sorry about that!" said the red haired boy.
The boy seemed to light up when he saw Joey.
"JOEY! You're back today! Remember me! We used to make mud pies together. I'm Ryan!"
Joey gave a confused look. In honesty most people on this town he doesn't remember.
"You don't!" Ryan seemed upset at that. He visibly pouted. Then his face lit up again.
"Then let's meet again! I'm Ryand'r but everyone calls me Wildfire! Honestly I prefer it! So pleased to be you." He winked at Joey.
Joey gave a thumbs up.
'Do you know ASL?' Joey said. Well signed.
Wildfire jumped in excitement.
"Yes I do! I learned especially for you!"
Joey was really happy to know that he could communicate with someone outside Slade now.
The attention was brought back into the adults.
"Hello Joey. I'm your father's friend! Don't let him fool you if he says no. I came here to bring a welcome gift!"
Wildfire dad hit the pick up truck next to him.
"Your dad didn't want you to have a car. Thought it would be better than having his grumpy face drive you to school everyday!"
Joey looked at the car. It wasn't the most fanciest car. It was a pick up after all. But he didn't mind. He really liked his neighbors so far. They filled him with a warm energy.
Wildfire led Joey into the car.
"You just pull this twice and you're ready to go!" He said.
Joey smiled. It was cool having his own car. Adeline would have never trusted him having any sort of getaway.
'Do you want me to drive us to school ?' Joey asked.
Wildfire frowned.
"I don't go to the same school as you, sadly. Wish I did. My sister goes to yours! So you'll have someone. She doesn't really know sign language though."
Joey frowned also.
Everything was too good to last he guessed.
The drive to school was about thirty minutes. Joey wasn't going to lie. He sucked at driving. He just didn't want to admit to his father that he barely got his license. He was on thin ice of failing. Joey felt guilty.
The freedom Joey felt from it was so worth it. Maybe he was allowed to be a little selfish.
The school was average. Nothing out of the ordinary. Getting out the car made Joey realize that just a turtleneck wasn't warm enough for the cold weather of Blood City.
A group of kids laughed at him as he got out the car. Taking notes of his pick up. Joey just shrugged at the comments before walking away.
Joey went through the halls. Trying to navigate his way. Joey took a deep breath to get his anxiety at ease.
Remembering what the people back in his old home taught him.
A flash of pink filled his vision.
"Hey I'm Kole Weathers! Your welcome guide to Blood High" The pink haired girl ,Kole,took Joey's hand and shook it.
"You're definitely going to make the front paper. You will make a perfect muse."
Joey gave a nervous, silent laugh.
"Cat got your tongue" Kole questioned.
Joey silently mouthed. 'Can't talk.'
Kole made an aww sound. Getting the memo. Even if she seemed like she didn't understand.
"I guess the front page is out of the question. Wouldn't want people constantly try to get a question out of you"
She was right.
Kole gave Joey the rest of the tour throughout his first few class. He took note of the names of people she talked to during the day. There was Herald, Argent and "Beast Boy". From the conversations they had it seemed like there was much more in this friends group. Like a lot more. Joey sort of missed Wildfire during it all.
Before Joey knew it, lunch hit.
He sat next to Kole. Others at the table were "Bumblebee" (her friends all had strange nicknames) and Herald once again.
"Gym absolutely is killing me!" Herald complained. Joey felt him on that. Joey struck one of his classmates across the head with a volleyball when they forced him to play.
"Stop complaining! You don't even do anything but walk around the gym for credit" Bumblebee replied.
Kole and Joey laughed. Herald grumbled at the truth.
"Oh, look who just showed up." Bumblebee toned shifted. From her usual happy sass to a apathetic tone.
Walking past ,as though in slow motion, came a group of other teens. Their appearance even more bizarre than the people Joey already met.
"Thats the blood clique. No one knows if they are just that close or something else. Act like you don't see them and I'll explain. "
Kole pointed at the girl with pointed hot pink hair, brown skin and gothic fashion.
"They call her Jinx. They're a rumor around her that she does witchcraft. That's why a lot of bad stuff happens to her enemy's."
Bumblebee took the next introduction. A girl with a buzz cut blond hair. An expensive looking,golden cross arond her neck. She seemed to hover with each step.
"That's Angel. She may have that name but don't let that fool you. She low-key knows everyone secrets. So watch out blondie. We know you aren't that innocent if she even looks at you. She's dating some girl called Raven who never shows up to class half the time."
Then suddenly Joey whole body went cold.
The next person that walk in was a boy. He had jet black hair, pale-almost grey looking skin and wore all black. Joey felt an emotion of emptiness just by looking at him.
Kole coughed.
"You don't even have a chance with him if you're thinking of that. That's Kyd Wyykyd. He thinks he's too good for anyone. Don't even look at him. You don't want to be part of that negativity."
Joey nodded. He continued lunch trying to not pay mind at his new friends negative comments towards the blood clique. He never liked when people talked badly about other people behind their back. It practically ate him alive. He felt the urge to just apologize for doing so.
Lunch soon ended. Then physics came.
Joey didn't have classes with anyone from the group he met.
He entered the classroom. The teacher ,who name he didn't catch, welcomed him. Joey vision went faint when he saw his lab partner.
It was Kyd. Who seemed to cover his nose as soon as Joey entered the room.
Joey sat next to him. Kyd covered his nose more with his hand. Kyd slid the shared textbook for Joey to look. Joey smelled himself to see if he stinked. Joey felt like he didn't. Maybe he was wrong about himself ?
The class period passed with Joey doing his work. He tried to not look at Kyd that much. Focus more on the work instead. Yet the more he didn't look at Kyd the more he noticed Kyd was staring at him through out the class period. Just staring. Which filled Joey with the cold feeling in his chest he never felt before. It grew as time went by. Joey felt as though he was suffocating. Like an asthma attack. Kyd suddenly got up.
"Can you get out of this school? Your scent is too strong!" Kyd scowed silently towards him. Joey flinched. Not understanding at all.
'Is it my mom vanilla coco lotion?' Joey found himself sighing. To which Kyd seemed to understand.
"No! Just.." The bell soon rang.
.
Kyd made his way out.
Joey tried to follow Kyd to apologize. He didn't want to make a bad impression to anyone in this school. Especially on his first day.
When Joey found him he saw Kyd arguing with one of the staff ladies in the office about changing his classes. All the classes he suggested were denied. Joey watched in a state of shock as at Kyd's desperation to any class to change to. Even taking living environment with 9th graders again. Only for Kyd to give up.
"I'll just have to endure it " was Kyd's final remark.
He walked past Joey. Not sparing a single glance. Joey felt his world shatter. He didn't want to be on anyone's
bad side. He wanted to apologize so bad.
Yet Kyd didn't come to school the next day. Or the next. Or the next. Or the next. And so forth. And so forth.
I don't own twilight or teen Titans. This is a silly au as a joke I talked about gaybaconprincess to. She is extremely against me writing it even though it contains two of her favorite ships. Silentfire (Jericho and Wildfire) and JeriKyd (Jericho and Kyd Wyykyd. Hope you can somewhat enjoy. I'm writing this on my phone / posting so some stuff may seem off.)