My first fan fic ever! Hope you guys and gals like it! If it isnt great I'll take the criticism. But tell me what you think! Thanks.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for Rachel/Adrienne.

Writing4alllifes

Justice League University

Chapter 1

May

I stepped out of the history room happy, though my face didn't show it. I'd just gotten a history test back. 130. A . Everything correct. All extra credit. Best in class. Finally. Better than major popular, smart, jock, Richard Grayson. The guy who didn't need to study. But today, after hours of studying, I, Rachel Roth, had beaten him by five whole points. Usually it was the other way around but with fewer points in between. I'd worked my tail off to get it. I walked to the stairs in a hurry. School was over and I had to get home quick. I was expecting college acceptance letters. I was about to open the doors to the stairs when someone tapped my shoulder. I looked back into the crystal blue eyes of Richard Grayson.

He smiled, "Congrats," and held out a hand.

I raised an eyebrow but took it. Two competitors. We were equals. Academically, of course. Everything else, no. He was really popular, good looking, and fawned over by almost every girl in the building. Except me. I was a loner, not so great looking, and guys were scared of how I kept to myself. very different worlds. As we shook hands I looked at him for what seemed like the first time. He was five-eleven, light skin, and the bluest eyes I'd ever seen. Muscles rippled from under his tee-shirt and jeans. He had a nice smile and super white teeth. And the most exotic ebony hair. He had it spiked. I finally realized why so many girls were obsessed with him. I snapped back into reality. I took my hand back and gave him a long hard, dark look. Then I shot down the stairs. I burst through the back door and ran to a heavily shadowed area. I took a deep breath and concentrated.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zynthos," I muttered. An orb of darkness surrounded me and I was gone in a flash.

Seconds later Richard Grayson burst through the back door, "Rachel!"

He looked around wildly and groaned, "Why? Why do you keep running away?" He punched the wall, "Why can't you see how much I like you!"

He kicked the wall in frustration and then ran to the baseball team's locker room, thinking about the smart, beautiful, silent Rachel Roth.

I landed in front of my mailbox without a sound. A second later the mail truck arrived. I grabbed the packages and unlocked my door. I lived alone. I was only seventeen but there was no one left. But I was doing just fine. I ripped open the packets. They were frighteningly small. Harvard, Princeton, Yale, and Stanford. Harvard: We are sorry to say that you have not been accepted…Prinston: We're sorry…Yale: We're sorry…Stanford: We're…I let the letters drop to the floor. I was in shock. How could this…it wasn't possible. I'd gotten perfect SATs, always A's in school, everything. How could they not accept me? Tears welled in my eyes but I held them back. It would be okay, they probably sent it to the wrong person. The mailman would be back any minute now to tell me there had been a mistake. This couldn't be happening because I'd already gotten a letter saying my scholarship was approved! What was going on? I sunk to the ground and put my head in my hands. Something fell on my head. I groaned and picked the package up. What? A fifth letter? And it was big? I only applied to four colleges. I rubbed my head and tore it open. The letter looked like this.

Ms. Rachel Roth,

Congratulations, you have been accepted to the Justice League University. A school for those with supernatural 'gifts'. We know everything about you. You've been living alone. You have telekinetic powers. You are extremely competitive academically. Do not be saddened if colleges you applied to have turned you down, we did that. We want to have you at our school. And we get what we want. Tuition is free

because of your family situation. We look forward to having you in September. More information will be sent.

Welcome,

Superman, Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, The Flash, Batman

I stared at it. Could they do what they'd done to me? Totally destroy my future? I had so many plans for after college. And now they were gone. And how did they know so much about me? I was furious. They'd ruined my life! I was going to go to an Ivy-League school, but no. I had to go to their snooty 'super school'. I gathered all of the papers and teleported myself out of there.

I landed in the bleachers at the baseball field. It was a cool and windless day. It wasn't exactly where I'd wanted to go but it'd do. I looked down at the papers.

"Hey," I turned the papers and looked up, surprised.

Rich Grayson was standing on the other side of the fence, smiling. He was wearing his baseball uniform. Baseball tee-shirt that said GOTHAM HIGH, black under armor, long tight pants, and cleats. I'd forgotten he had practice. I guess that happens when you don't pay attention to people around you. The rest of his team was throwing the baseball around.

I looked up, "Hi."

He looked at the papers, "Acceptance? Would've thought you'd have more."

"Only applied to one," the lie came off my tongue rather easily.

He nodded, impressed.

"Rich!" we both looked toward the sound. Garfield Logan and Victor Stone were standing on the pitcher's mound impatiently. "Get your nonexistent butt over here!"

Rich blushed, "I gotta go."

"Bye," I murmured. He ran back. And I saw that Gar and Vic were wrong. Rich had one heck of a butt.

4 Months Later

September

More information had come over that long summer about JLU. I was to get on a plane on September first to a city in Virginia, Roanoke (I just randomly picked this city and researched it. So if there are real people and I use their names, I'm not talking about them!). I was told that everything would be explained there. Now, four months later, I was on that plane. An hour and a half plane ride and I'd be at the University. I took a deep breath as I sat down in the window seat. I pulled out the senior yearbook and flipped through it. Garfield Logan. Gar. Sandy blond hair and tan skin. Always wearing khakis, a tee-shirt, sunglasses, and sandals. Beach bred. Moved from California through the foster program in first grade. Immediately accepted by everyone. Victor Stone. Another foster kid. But he'd been born and bred in Gotham. He was tall, dark-skinned, a whiz at computers, and Gar and Rich's best friend. He was nice. A good friend. Even though he never had been. Not for long anyway. And Rich Grayson. I'd developed a major crush on him over the summer when we talked at the park. I'd opened up to him. A little. I imagined his beautiful smiling face and sighed happily. The sound of someone sitting down beside me woke me from my daydream. I turned to see crystal blue eyes and spiked ebony hair. Rich. His gaze met mine and he smiled.

"Fancy seeing you here."

"Yeah. Where are you headed?"

"Little city. Roanoke."

"Really? Me too."

"Cool. What school are you headed for?"

I hesitated. But I knew I could trust him. I took a napkin and started to write. The plane was taking off and my hand was unsteady. I wrote, JLU. He looked faintly surprised but wrote, Me 2.

I looked into his eyes in amazement. He had powers too? Only one I could think of would be attracting women. I raised an eyebrow and he wrote, l8r. I nodded and closed the yearbook. He glanced over at the book.

"You mind?" I shook my head and passed it to him.

He opened it and leafed through the pages. He pointed to a geeky looking kid with an Afro, "Ha! Remember him?"

"Wasn't he the guy who ran down the hall-," I began.

"Yelling 'The unicorns are chasing me! Run! Hide me!'"

"Yeah!" I felt strangely happy and exuberant around him.

We both burst into a fit of laughter. He stopped short, utterly surprised. I only noticed when my pretzel bag burst open and I looked at him.

"What?" I sincerely hoped I didn't have anything in my teeth.

"You laughed!"

I slapped him on the shoulder playfully, "I'm not that serious!"

"Really? When was the last time you laughed?"

I froze. Drat. I thought for a moment, "There was that one time in third grade when Gar and Vic put a tack on Mr. Hauburn's chair and then his toupee fell off."

He chuckled, "That was the last time?"

"Yes," I said quietly.

"How?" he said, amazed.

"Something happened."

"You don't have to tell me. But I won't tell anyone if you don't-,"

"No. I'll tell you. You'll be the first to know," I said gravely.

He nodded.

"In the middle of third grade my father moved to, um, northern Russia," I lied quickly. Maybe I'd tell him the truth later. "Soon after my mother died. In a final letter to me she told me that the powers I had would help me survive without her. She also said to never try and contact my father. Why, I'm not sure. She told me everything about myself and my family in that letter. And then it disappeared, along with any and all emotion I had. I turned myself away from everyone. I was too worried about survival. And in my free time I studied. I wanted to succeed. Prove that I could stand on my own and survive. Nothing else," I stared forlornly out the plane's window. Down at the clouds and blue sky.

"So you've been living all by yourself over nine years?" he looked shocked.

I nodded grimly.

"No human being that young could do that for so long!"

"I'm no normal human being. I'm not even human."

"What?"

I traced a line under 'l8r'.

He nodded, "I'm sorry." He grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

"Awww! Look at them, Vic!"

Our hands broke apart and we looked up to see a grinning, sandy haired Gar Logan. Vic Stone's head appeared in a flash and groaned when he found he'd missed it all.

"You guys going to Roanoke too?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Yeah, we're both going to JL-," Vic clamped a hand over Gar's mouth and mouthed to me 'JLU'.

I nodded, "Me too."

They look surprised but didn't ask any questions.

"You can tell them. It's fine with me," I told Rich.

He nodded and told them about me.

"You haven't laughed in nine and a half years?" Gar nearly yelled.

The plane got really quiet and Gar laughed, "Funny joke, Rach!"

"Wow, I'm sorry. You should have told us," Vic said kindly.

"I can't tell you why now, but I couldn't have told you even if I had really wanted to," I said quietly.

"Okay. But I want to hear more about this later," Vic warned.

I nodded. It was kind of funny. Vic was acting like my older brother. Gar yawned, "I'm gonna catch some shut eye."

"Gar? We're there," Rich said.

And sure enough, the captain's voice came to our ears and told us we were about to land. My heart was filled with excitement. This was going to be a heck of a time.

Roanoke's Airport.

We stepped off the plane. Each of us were excited to finally be there. We walked toward the luggage area and grabbed our stuffed. Then we saw a guy around our age holding a sign that read GRAYSON, LOGAN, ROTH, STONE. He had flaming red hair and a glint of yellow in his eyes. He said his name was Wally and helped us take our luggage to what must have been his van.

"Where are we going to Wally?" Gar asked as we rumbled out of the airport.

"School called Northside Middle," he said as we drove past a graveyard and through a tunnel.

"Ugh. I thought I'd never have to go back. I thought I was going to University!" Gar complained as we turned right at a stoplight.

"You are. You'll see.

We passed three more stoplights and crossed a bridge and then turned onto a Northside High School Road (seriously a road). It was around one o'clock when we pulled up in front of the school. We unpacked and walked in the front door. It was deserted. All of a sudden a girl ran around a corner and stopped in front of us, breathless. She looked around twelve years old but

was taller than me and Gar. She had incredibly light skin, brown hair put back in a ponytail, running shoes, jeans and a STANFORD sweatshirt on. She was smiled and I automatically knew I was going to like her. She was like me. I was too small and she probably thought she was too big.

"You're the freshmen, right?" she asked breathlessly.

"They are," Wally said.

"Thanks Kid, oops, I mean Wally," she said. She looked at us, "Great. I'm Rachel and…Is there something wrong?"

Gar, Vic, and Rich were looking at me. I stepped in, "I'm Rachel Roth," I held out my hand.

She took it and smiled, "Great. Call me Adrienne. My middle name. And you guys are?"

"Gar Logan."

"Vic Stone."

"Rich Grayson."

"Good to meet you all. As I said, I'm Adrienne, head of Super-Affairs here at NMS. Means I get you guys to them," she pointed up. "Follow me."

She started up with the stairs with me right next to her.

She murmured to me, "Rich your boyfriend?"

"No. Why?" I was surprised.

"He couldn't stop looking at you," she walked past a cafeteria with us trooping after her. We neared a set of double doors and Adrienne pushed them open and motioned for us to follow.

"We're almost there," she grinned.

Suddenly, another voice, "Who are these people, Rachel?"

We both turned toward the voice. A short blonde was standing in the doorway with her hand on her hips.

"Taylor, these are my-," she hesitated, searching for an answer.

"We're her older brothers," Wally cut in.

"And sister," I added.

Taylor looked he guys up and down, raising an eyebrow in approval. She gave me a quick glance and then walked out.

"Taylor," Adrienne rolled her eyes, "total jerk. Thanks. Now follow me."

Adrienne opened the window and crawled out. Her feet disappeared as she pulled herself up.

"Who would've known?" Rich muttered and I elbowed him.

We followed her up and soon we were all standing on top of the roof. Adrienne walked to the center of the rooftop and brushed away some gravel. It revealed a large circle that had the letters JLU engraved into it. Adrienne pushed down on it and then twisted it until we heard five clicks. She stepped back and smiled at us.

"Good luck, Titans," she looked at us with a proud look in her eyes. I wondered then who this twelve year old really was.

But a blue light started to surround the five of us and I could no longer see anyone. The light grew brighter and brighter until it was pure white. And then I saw no more.

When I opened my eyes I was sitting on a bench with my four companions. We were in what looked like a park. There was a fountain bubbling behind us and trees dotted around the area. Birds twittered nearby and I thought I saw a squirrel run from tree to tree. It looked like I was the only one awake. Rich was sleeping peacefully and I was content just watching the perfect angel that was him, sleep. His soft lips were perfectly still and his hand rested on his chiseled abdomen.

"Quite done?" I jumped out of my transfixion and looked up at the person who was speaking.

She was a tall woman dressed in a crisp white shirt and pleated black pants, but I could see the huge muscles that rippled throughout her body. There was a glint of gold in her hair. Who was this person?

"Um," I said nervously.

"You are?"

"Rachel Roth," I answered.

"Ah, I see. And these must be Mr. Stone, Logan, and Grayson. And Wally. I thought he would have woken up by now. Probably faking it," she walked over to Wally's sleeping form and snapped her fingers in front of his face. He didn't move but I was pretty sure I could see a smile flicker at his lips. She clapped in his ear. Except it was one of the loudest claps I'd ever heard. Wally hadn't been expecting that and he jumped up almost three feet.

"Morning, Wally," the woman said.

"Oh, morning Diana," Wally said and stretched.

I still had no idea who this lady was but I decided I should rouse the boys. Rich woke up and wasn't surprised when he saw the strange woman. Gar and Vic were flummoxed. They had no idea where we were or who the lady was.

When we were all up the woman spoke, "Welcome, freshman, to the Justice League University. I am Wonder Woman, but you may call me Diana." My mouth dropped. This was the Wonder Woman. "I've been assigned to your year as a kind of guardian of sorts. I watch out for you. And watch for anything else," she looked pointedly at me and Rich.

What was wrong with her? We weren't doing anything.

I glared at her while she spoke, "Now if you'll follow me, we'll get you all settled."

She led us through the park and to a big white door that slid open when we neared it. We were suddenly in what seemed like a dormitory. She looked at Rich and Wally as we neared a door, "You two will be rooming together in here. Get settled and unpacked."

She led us down farther until we reached another door, "Logan and Stone, this is your room. Settled and unpacked."

Then it was just me and her. She turned to me as we walked down farther, "Look, Rich is a good kid but I will not tolerate any foolery in my dorm building. I don't mind if you are going out or whatever. But, I do not want to hear any 'bumps in the night'. Understand?"

I stared at her, "Look, Diana, nothing is going on between me and Rich. We're just good friends."

"Sure you are," she smiled wryly.

I rolled my eyes when she turned around and opened a door, "Your room. Your roommate is in there. Play nice and unpack."

I walked in and she closed the door. I was standing in a room that was half bare and half not. One side was painted with stripes of pink, purple, and black. Everything on that side was decorated like that. The other side was white and had a bed, dresser, and night table. I walked over and deposited my stuff on the floor. I didn't notice the person on the other side of the room until she spoke. She seemed to blend right into the colors she'd painted the room.

"She give you the 'bump in the night' talk?"

I looked up and spotted her sitting on the bed, "Yup."

"Yeah she said that about me and Wally. How 'bout you?"

"Me and Rich Grayson. He's only a friend, truthfully."

"Uhuh, sure."

I fumed, "And you happen to be?"

The girl got up and walked over. She had electric pink hair shaped like large devil horns. She was wearing a purple and black sweatshirt and black jeans. She was very pale but had some purple eye shadow on. She held out a hand, "You first."

I stood up and looked her in the eye. I was going to like her. "Rachel Roth," I took her hand.

"The name's Minerva, but you can call me Jinx," we shook.

"So, what's your power?" Jinx asked and sat down next to me.

"Telekinetic," I used my powers to unzip my suitcase, open the dresser's drawer and deposit all of my clothes in there.

"Cool. I'm a witch. Spells, hexes, the works. So what's your story?"

I looked her in the eye, "I'd much rather not talk about it."

"O…kay. Then I won't tell you about me. But when and if you're ever ready to tell me, I'm ready to listen. I'll let you unpack or whatever," she walked over to her bed and flopped down on it. She looked back over at me, "Who's this Rich guy rooming with?"

I looked up from my suitcase, "Wally."

Jinx smiled, "How cool."

"Yup," I muttered.

I took all the books out of my bags and arranged them all in the corner as neatly as I could. I deposited my candles in one of the drawers in the nightstand. I stuffed everything else in and tacked up a poster of my favorite singer, Avril Lavigne. Then I put a photo of me, Rick, Gar, and Vic at a baseball game over the summer on my nightstand.

Jinx glanced over at my side. She was reading a TeenGab magazine. "You're an Avril fan too?"

"Oh yeah," I nodded.

"Awesome! What's your favorite song?"

"Girlfriend. You?"

"Same! Oh yeah! I've got the CD right here," she rummaged around her nightstand and extracted the CD case. "And my radio…" she searched around and then pulled out a boom box. She plugged it in and stuck the CD in. Jinx cranked up the volume and rocked out. The music was so intensifying I just had to get up and air guitar with her. As we were rocking out the door opened and a tall girl with dark skin popped her head in. she was wearing a black tee-shirt with a long yellow sleeved underneath and black jeans. Her brown hair was curly and she had it put up in an awesome looking ponytail.

"Is that Girlfriend? It is! Awesome! I'm Karen and I am about to help you two…Rock out!" she jumped over to us and we were all singing and dancing and waving our air guitars around in a wild frenzy.

The door opened again and it was the guys now. We turned the music off.

"Hey guys. This is Jinx and Karen," I introduced them and noticed that Victor couldn't keep his eyes off Karen. Freshman year was definitely going to be interesting.

"Hey there. Diana just came and told us it's dinner time. She gave me directions. And a 'get down there now'," Rich grinned. We walked out.

"So, who's who?" Jinx asked.

"Alright, Gar is the blonde one, Vic is the big one, Rich is the pale one with black hair, and Wally's the one with red hair."

Karen smiled, "Vic's kind of cute."

"He likes you. I can already tell."

"You think?"

"Oh yeah."

"Hmm," Karen caught up with Vic and started talking.

Jinx looked at me, "Nice job, Rach. I just caught that vibe."

We looked at each other and said together, "A woman thing."

We laughed and caught up with the boys.

That's chapter one. It's long, I know. I'm still getting the hang of all this so bear with me. It's Spring Break though so I'll update soon! Get those reviews in! I won't demand them though. I'll be fine. Thanks for reading! Here's one or two heads up though. Karen is Bee. The pairings here are RaexRob, BeexCy, BBxTerra, and WallyxJinx. There is no Star in this. Jinx is a good guy. And the Adrienne/Rachel character will pop up again.