EDIT, 8/9/2012: Rewrote the first chapter. Minor changes and more descriptions; nothing that you have to read again.

A/N: New story! Burst of inspiration. I know you might be all like, 'wait, you have to finish A SLICE OF LIFE first!', but when you're an author, and you get an idea, you just have to stick with it.

For those of you who don't know, Kori is Starfire. Koma is Blackfire.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Teen Titans. I don't. I swear. No matter how much I'd love to, I don't. You've got nothing on me.

Kori Anders was dreaming. She smiled subconsciously.

"Wake up, little girl," Koma said, rather impatiently. When her sister refused to awake, she resorted to crueler methods. With a deep breath, she screamed, "Get up, you lazy-"

"I'm awake, I'm awake!" cried Koriand'r, glaring at her sister. "You wouldn't want to be late for your first day of school, wouldn't you, Koriand'r?" teased Komand'r. "Not after you dragged us all here to attend Earth school."

Koriand'r dragged herself out of bed carelessly, occasionally glowering her sister down. As soon as Komand'r shut the door and walked down the stairs, Kori allowed herself to release a scream of tension.

She hopped off the circular bed, messily tossing her white pillows to one side of the bed. Her bare feet made shuffling noises as they maneuvered across the carpeted floor.

She frantically opened her dresser, pulling out clothes until she found the perfect ensemble. Kori decided on her faded skinny jeans, a white graphic-print t-shirt with a huge pink heart in the middle, and her old canvas sneakers. She pulled her auburn hair back in a neat ponytail. Her emerald eyes blinked as she put on her plastic watch in front of the mirror.

After she deemed herself presentable, Kori headed out of her room and down to the kitchen for a quick breakfast.

She stepped into the kitchen. The walls were painted a cheery yellow, and the cabinets were paneled with oak. The floor was tiled white, making for a cozy atmosphere.

"A morning that is good to you, mother; father!"

"It's 'good morning', honey," chided Myan, her father, chuckling as he read the newspaper. "And good morning to you too, dear," called out her mother, Luan, as she fried eggs and bacon, basking in the morning sun.

"I hope you don't expect me to wake you up every day, Star," Koma said nonchalantly, sipping a mug of hot chocolate. "Because I don't know how I put up with you."

Kori threw her hands up in the air; the universal sign of defeat. As she plopped down on one of the black metal chairs around the circular wooden table, she sighed. "You are most impossible, sister Koma!"

Kori, backpack slung on one shoulder, started walking down the asphalt sidewalk, on her way to her new school.

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