Hey Guys,

I know it has been awhile since I've started a new story so here we go. This is my high school AU fanfic for the Teen Titans. I hope you will enjoy. I don't have a lot to say, so let's get started.

Please review!

-JB11

P.S. Warning! I got a little fan girlish while writing this…don't judge.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans.

Everything Changes: Chapter 1

TT

Beep! Beep! Beep! The extremely obnoxious sound of Richard's alarm clock broke his slumber. A groan escaped the perfect lips of Richard Grayson, the famous playboy and adopted son of Bruce Wayne. Richard pushed his bare chest (he liked to sleep with out a shirt on) off of his bed. Unlike most people, Richard was (if possible) even more attractive in the morning, probably because he wasn't wearing a shirt.

Richard ran his fingers through his hair and stood up to stretch, showing off his extremely sexy abs. After putting on black skinny jeans and (I had too much fun writing this) disappointingly a tight red V-neck t-shirt, Richard headed down the stairs.

"Good morning, Master Richard. I assume you had a good night's rest," Alfred, Bruce's butler and good friend, said as Richard sleepily sat down at the long mahogany table across from Bruch himself.

"Thanks, Alfred," Richard said when Alfred put a bowl of cereal in front of him. Richard glanced across the table at Bruce, who was reading the morning's paper and sipping a cup of coffee.

"First day of sophomore year," Bruce said.

"Yes."

"Don't be late."

"Of course."

"Give the invites to your party out."

"I won't forget." This is how conversations usually went down with Bruce, no 'How are you, Richard?' or 'Are you excited for school?' or any fatherly words at all, just statements that need no reply.

Richard finished his cereal and stood from the table. Richard turned from the kitchen on his way back to his room to finish getting ready, but was stopped by Bruce's words, "Make good choices this year."

"Like I haven't made good choices before," Richard said sarcastically and left the room before Bruce could say anymore.

Richard brushed his teeth and gelled his hair. He grabbed his backpack and made his way out of the front door and down the long walkway to his bus stop.

TT

Korina Anders was up before the birds. Standing in the doorway of her large, walk-in closet, she picked out her favorite black skirt, light purple sweater, a white collared shirt to go underneath and black flats. After making her choices, Korina tied up her hair and took a shower.

Korina dried herself, dressed and curled her hair. She put on cream eye shadow and black liquid eyeliner on her upper eyelid, put on a couple coats of mascara and a little blush, and spritzed on her favorite perfume.

Korina hurried downstairs to have a muffin and a glass of milk for breakfast. "Good morning, my little Princess," Mrs. Anders said in her thick accent. "How are you feeling?"

"Excited, but a little nervous, Mama," This was Korina's first day of her sophomore year, on top of this, it was also her first day at Gotham High School and she was more than a little bit nervous.

"Good, it is healthy to be nervous for your first day of school. Kori," Mrs. Anders said, staring Korina down with her bright green eyes. "I want you to make the most of today. Make a lot of friends because as you know we are going to stay in Gotham until your brother graduates. Speaking of Ryan, where is he? If he does not hurry, he is going to miss the bus!"

"Do not worry, Mama. I shall go wake him." Korina finished her muffin and milk and went to wake her brother.

Korina had trouble making her way in her brother's room. They had only been living in their house for two weeks and already his room was a mess. "Ryan, Mama says it is time to get up."

Ryan came bounding out of his bathroom. "Do not worry, Kori. I am up and ready!"

"Good. Now hurry and eat breakfast or we shall be late!" Korina said as she flounced to her bathroom to brush her teeth. Korina applied a light coat of her favorite lip-gloss and took one last look at herself in the mirror.

"It is the now or the never, Kori," Korina said addressing herself.

"Kori! It is time to go!" Ryan yelled up the stairs.

"I am coming!" Kori replied. She grabbed her backpack and flew down the stairs and through the front door. Kori headed down the driveway to the bus stop, her long crimson hair swing behind her.