Hello, Hello, i'm backkkk!!
First and foremost, i'm very sorry to all youi wonderful viewers who were looking forward to my sequel to 'Gone'. Forever Yours has been taken off for re-writing/editing. So basically, i'm revising it to be better for your reading pleasure . i came up with a new story-Addiction, hopefully you will like it. Sorry again about Forever Yours but hopefully in the meantime, Addiction will keep you satisfied.
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans-only this story and plot.
Summary: I wanted to kill myself. This was the first time in my life that I ever felt this way. I hate how I don't understand how this is affecting me this way. I hate this; I hate how this is ruining my life. I hate it. I hate how I have to admit that I need him.
"I don't know, I might have to stay after school to finish my Spanish test. Plus, I can't cheer at your game because I'm doing something tonight"
"Well, my football team doesn't leave until around 4:30 since our game is down over in G.C. so we have time-at least an hour".
"Well, I don't know. Why are you even playing to G.C. if it isn't even in our school district?"
"Beats me, but I'll call you after school alright? Do great on your Spanish test."
"Thanks." The bell rang and he hugged me before he left.
We've been talking about it ever since Homecoming game. I was a Cheerleader at Jump City High School. Also a freshman at this school-not to mention the only freshman on our Varsity Cheerleading Team. I didn't look like a freshman though-5'8, shiny red auburn hair, a natural tan that many girls wish they could have, and striking emerald eyes. I pretty much was one of a kind. Or, that's what he said.
I had art 5th period. It was a mixed class filled with some freshman, a couple of sophomores, three juniors, and a bunch of seniors. It was the easiest class I had-you just had to sit there and watch movies about paintings and stuff. It was also the most boring class I had. Well, until homecoming. I had a bunch of well-known seniors in my class-some I knew quite well.
Garfield Logan, our parents were good friends ever since I was born and he was four years old. He's dating my best friend Rachel Roth, a sophomore, and they're so in love it's sick-in the sickening sweet kind of way. He's been pretty much the older brother I never had-and one of my really good friends, one of the best I suppose.
Victor Stone, I've known him ever since I was in 6th grade and he started high school. He's Gar's best friend and he liked me over summer a little bit. But he has a girlfriend and I made it clear that we were only good friends-the brotherly and sisterly kind of relationship. He's fine with that.
Roy Harper, I always think he's a senior but he's one of the juniors. We had a thing over summer, but it kind of died. He's transferring out of the class too, the teacher hates him and vice versa. He can be attractive-on the football team also, co-captain of the varsity soccer team, and overall a nice appearance. Maybe I always think he's a senior because of his friend-Richard Grayson.
Which brings me to the devil himself. Richard Grayson. A senior-everyone likes him, there's not one person who doesn't adore him. Ever since he saw me in my cheer uniform and I saw him in his football jersey, we just started talking. I have no idea why. If everyone doesn't like him for his personality, then they definitely like him for his looks. 6'0, very built, thick black spiky hair and cool icy blue eyes to die for. Everyone in that class has at least said one thing about the both of us being together. It's either that we'd look really cute together or that we should go out so we can look cute together.
Anyways, we've talked over the phone since the two days before our Homecoming Football game. We practiced outside in front of the bleachers two days beforehand and the football players were done with practice so they just sat watching us. Most of the senior girls on the team went up and flirted with the other senior guys, and I was just sitting alone texting Rachel. She was a sophomore on the water-polo team at our school and was dating Gar. Apparently, Richard just sits right next to me and doesn't talk. He grabbed my phone, called his phone, threw it back to me and supported his back on the bleacher behind us. I gave him a look that said, "What is wrong with you?" and he just smiled. That gorgeous smile of his. My phone vibrated with a new text message.
RG: U looked really cute out there practicing Kori.
I smiled and replied back:
KA: Wish I could say the same about u.
I turned around and laid the back of my head on his legs while he was just sitting back with his sunglasses absorbing the rays from the setting sun.
RG: Talk abt burn. I didn't finish, I meant to say u looked really cute when u guys were practicing and u fell on ur ass trying to do some kind of back-flip.
KA: If I knew u were watching just me, I would have just ran up and slapped u.
RG: O really now?
KA: Ya really.
RG: Then I would have kissed u.
I sat up and tilted my head to the side with a confused look.
"What..?" I asked quietly.
"It's true. Want me to prove it?" I laughed.
"Please, Richard, you kissing me? Right. Take a look, you're a senior, and I'm a freshman. Get the difference?"
"No. you're beautiful and I don't get why you aren't believing me."
"Because Seniors like you are supposed to flirt with freshmen girls like me."
"Maybe I'm just flirting with you because I'm attracted to you?"
"Right and I am queen of the fucking world."
"You're the queen of my world."
"Nice pick up line; okay prove to me you're not kidding and once you do, I'll give you a kiss."
"Easy." He stood up and yelled for everyone's attention.
"Excuse me everybody, I, Richard Grayson, think Kori Anders is the hottest girl I've ever met!" everyone started laughing and cheering and I blushed furiously.
"Now, how about that kiss?" he asked me once he sat back down...
I smiled at how he supposedly announced he liked me. Or really how he supposedly thought I was hot. I made it into my Spanish class a minute before the bell rang and sat in my seat.
"Hey, what's up with the smiles Kor?"
I turned my head to the left and saw my good friend Jinx looking at me like I was crazy (Her real name is Jenny but we came up with her nick name 'Jinx' since she always got people in trouble).
"Nothing, why?"
"You're just, unusually happier than normal."
"Just thinking about the past…"
"Richard?"
"I might hang out with him after school."
"That's cool. Aren't you cheering for him tonight?"
"Nah, I don't feel like going on a 1 hour trip down to G.C. so I told everyone that I had family things to do."
"Nice Kori. I'm going to grab a bite with Wally tonight-I'm starting to really like that kid."
"You guys are really cute together."
"Anyways, what are you and Grayson gonna do today?"
"No idea, we're just gonna, hang out I guess…"
"Right…"
We both quieted when our Spanish teacher distributed the tests.
'Me and Richard Grayson hanging out…who knows what the fuck will happen.'
Hope you enjoyed this...
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