Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, there's no resemblance to actual persons or events or places. If so, it is utterly not intended. I do NOT own Teen Titans or anything to do with it, my co - writer and I just own the plot idea. Thank you!
Full Summary: AU. Garfield Logan had what many envied. An honored spot on the school's football team, great friends, good looks, charismatic as well as being funny and charming to boot. No one knows the inner battle he's having with himself at the moment, not even just himself involved either. Could this 'too good to be true' turn into something very sticky, way faster than thought of? Rated T. RoyxGarxGarth. MSlash! You've been warned. :)
A / n: This is my first time posting in this section a combination story that myself and co - writer Treskttn have worked on! Normally she posts everything we do, but I've decided to take on that responsibility for this story. We would love feedback from you guys. She takes the time to respond to every person who reviews and because this is our combination story, I will do that. :) Enjoy and many thanks for reading!
"I am the next Robin Hood, bitches!" Garfield told the usual lunch table happily, seeming extra chipper this morning. Just what did this guy have every morning? Whatever it was, this table needed about three each. They all seemed as if they'd pulled all – nighters studying or something. The energy was just drained from the table.
Richard lightly face palmed. What could Garfield possibly be babbling on about now? He inwardly sighed, "As much as I probably shouldn't ask… what are you talking about?"
Garfield grinned, canines peeking through. "Oh y'know, how there's going to be some totally kick ass archery lessons going on. As I said, next Robin Hood right here. Bask in this glory."
Rachel Roth smirked from underneath the hood of her sweatshirt. "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say, Gar. You'll be that one guy that shoots himself in the foot."
Vic from across the table chuckled deeply. "Yeah, if the arrow is facing you, you're doing it wrong." The table laughed along with him.
The brunette beauty smirked once more from behind her book. "Let him try it anyway, see if he actually hits the target." Flipping a page nonchalantly in her book.
Garfield narrowed his pretty green eyes, blowing the soft blond bangs out of his face. "Shove your Twilight sparkling vamp shit." He mumbled to himself. "Yeah well, you'll all be jealous. I can feel it." Looking at her, his cheeks blushing but clearing his throat.
Meanwhile across the table, Karen poked at her fried chicken with her plastic fork. "Why give me a plastic fork mama? You tryna to make this girl shed some pounds? Damn…" She mumbled to herself just after breaking the plastic fork in the chicken.
Garfield took Richard's silverware from him, handing it to Karen, to which she smirked, "Thanks boys," finally being able to enjoy her lunch now.
Richard narrowed his eyes towards Garfield, clearing his throat. "So, who's going to be the one with the apple on their head when Garfield's practicing? I volunteer Vic." He told them classily, pulling out another eating utensil from his lunch bag.
Vic narrowed his eyes. "No, I don't think so."
Kori nudged Rachel, who looked up, and seemingly saw something much more interesting than her book across the room. Then, they all witnessed the most out of character occurrence.
Rachel dropped her book, pulled off her hood, and began to fix her hair. Kori followed her lead. Richard then followed their stare across the lunchroom as well, but then turned back to Gar with a disappointed look on his face. "Fine. Why don't you shoot it off pretty boy's head?" He gestured toward the boy across the room.
The center of attention was a man with long jet – black hair to his chin in a rather attractive way. He had an olive complexion, as well as the deepest blue eyes that were so beautiful they were even noticeable from the distance. He flashed the girls at the table a smooth smile and began to saunter their way.
Even Karen looked up and her eyes brightened with this hunky guy walking their way. "I don't even care which head, damn! Let's just see some action." She mumbled to herself, smoothing out her camisole tank top.
Kori grinned, "DO NOT REMOVE YOUR BEINGS FOR-"
Garfield shushed the red headed female, "No one cares, Kor... just chill out. There's nothing that great about him. You're all acting like love sick school girls." He had to admit, the attention this guy was getting was quite overdone.
Garth approached the table, trying to recognize its denizens. "Hello, ladies. How's it going?" He addressed first, and then looked to the others at the table, not knowing them too well. "Hey, I'm Garth..." he added coolly.
Rachel was the first of the females to speak up. "Hey, Garth." she gave him the smallest smile.
Garfield narrowed his eyes but then spoke to Garth. "Oh I'm sorry, that's a nervous twitch of hers, and Rachel Roth never smiles."
Karen shrugged her shoulders, "Well I know I'm grinnin' from ear to ear. Hello there sweet pea, where you from?" She asked him, her charisma having a shine.
Richard sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the mess of pathetic acting females in front of him, giving a roll of his eyes; he couldn't help but to watch this character. Gabby was his name?
Garth smirked. "Really? I think her smile's beautiful. But if it's just a twitch, it's still pretty cute." he winked. She blushed and pulled up her hood.
He turned to Karen. "I normally sit over on that side of the room, but once I saw you guys, I couldn't help but come get a closer look. Just as beautiful as I imagined too." his eyes gazed into hers.
He then turned to the guys. "You're all on the football team right? Good game last night." He looked to Gar, scanning him over once. "You're in pretty good shape."
Garfield for some strange reason felt his cheeks get hot. "Uh, thank y-"
Kori narrowed her eyes at him, "No one cares!" But then she smiled widely, speaking in a sultry tone. "Please my clothes, do take off."
Richard's eyes widened, "Kori!" He gasped. "He's not all that…" he trailed off in a mumble, arms still folded over his chest. "Look Gabbie," he said with much sophistication. "you said you couldn't help yourself but to come over here, was it?" Maybe this guy had a reason, or secrets, or something to prove that he was bad news and not welcome here.
Garth smiled at Kori. "You are too precious."
He then looked over to Richard, not bothering to correct him. "Yes, Mr. Greyson," He responded, feeling they weren't comfortable enough for a first-name basis. "That and I thought I saw this one," he placed a hand on Gar's shoulder, "Checking me out. Thought I'd come say 'hello'." he smirked; his words were dipped in sarcasm, though he sounded as if he almost believed it a little bit.
Garfield rolled his eyes, "Yeah… sure."
Kori narrowed her eyes towards Garfield, "You! Use hand. Stay away from boy that is pretty."
Garfield's mouth dropped as Karen and Rachel, also Victor chuckled, but then he thought of why he'd defend that comment anyway. "Yeah, this pretty boy is ours Gar, you stick to running with balls… we'll make some playoffs right here, mmhmmm." Karen said sultrily, giving her full, plump lips a lick.
Garth laughed a bit. "Hey, come on now... who could be mad at that face?" he placed a finger under Gar's chin and moved his head up a bit so they could see him. His actions seemed playfully teasing.
Rachel answered him wryly, "I know a few people who could stay mad at that face."
Garth then spoke once again, "And Karen, I'm sure Vic's been waiting his chance to make a touchdown with you and you've yet to notice. He talks about you all the time." he smiled sweetly with the best of intentions.
Vic looked at Karen shyly, his anger for the pretty boy wearing thinner by the moment.
Rachel looked up at Garth with that smile of hers that could make Garfield go weak. Garth returned the favor with an equally knee shaking smile. He then looked to Kori, "As for you and Mr. Greyson. He's just pissy. Give him a week; it must be his time of the month."
Richard rolled his eyes, arms still exactly where they've been seated still, over his chest. "Yes well-"
Kori grinned, "No one cares!" Giggling, she spoke again. "That is fun very much so."
He sighed, feeling a slight headache coming on.
As for Garfield Logan, he felt speechless. But, he had no idea why. Should he feel speechless at another male's touch? What was going on right now? … the only thing he felt was scared. He backed up slightly, away from this Garth.
Feeling odd guilt that he may have hurt Garth's feelings, he mumbled, "I'm sorry." But then he took a second to wonder why he cared about another guys' feelings. And now his mind raced to why he was feeling so, out of sorts? What. The. Fuck?
Garth's smile fell and he tilted his head to the side. "For what? Nothing to apologize for, dude." his smile perked back up. "Hope to spend lunch with you next time," he looked at Gar but addressed the whole table.
Another blush rose to Garfield's cheeks as he looked away, feeling so very confused.
Karen moved from her fried chicken to her mango slices. "Oh we hope you do too, sweet pea. Take care!" She couldn't help but to let out a giggle, "So cute, and what a nice, tight butt."
Richard narrowed his eyes, 'Won't be so tight once something goes up it.' He thought snidely to himself. Although he must've said it out loud, considering the reply he received.
Garth smirked, snatching the apple from Gar's tray. "Are you suggesting butt sex, Richard?! Oh but we just met! No offense, Mr. Greyson, but up tight jerks aren't my type." he winked, biting into the crisp red apple. He then walked off.
Rachel let out a deep breath and picked her book back up.
Garfield sighed; he didn't know what to think. What to say or do, he even missed Garth's comment to Richard, which had Victor and the girls chuckling – except for Rachel, who dove right back into her book again. 'What… just happened?' He thought softly to himself.