Ok so I'm back with this new story, I got the inspiration for this story while reading 3ofakind's story meet the parents and got the itch to write sorry if it's not that good like I said this kinda popped into my head and before I knew it my fingers were itching for the keys
Enjoy
Disclaimer: I do not own the teen titans only my OC's so far….
Crime in jump city had settled down considerably, to the point that there was no more need for the "Teen Titans" so the team disbanded so they could start a life of their own…..
At the Logan household…
"Hurry up Naiyla you're going to be late for school!" yelled Mr. Garfield Mark Logan, yes, the Garfield Mark Logan, famous zoologist know for discovery and curing the green Indian monkey and it's disease.
"Just a sec dad, gosh give me some time I have to make sure I look perfect for my first day of school sophomore year. It's absolutely crucial!"
Garfield looked at his wife, the author Rachel Roth Logan, for help with the daughter dilemma, or as Kallen called it, M.I.O.F.G. (Mission Impossible, Only For Guys)
"Don't look at me; I never took this long to get ready. That was Starfire, I mean Kori's thing."
"Ok I'm ready!" Naiyla said skipping down the stair steps in three's.
She did look amazing, her dad thought. Naiyla had his eyes, big emerald orbs sparkling with excitement. Along with his personality, he might add. Naiyla was almost as bubbly as Starfire, but not near as naïve. She was the model student; straight A's, popular, excellent behavior, but she also had a playful as well as a serious side. Her shoulder length black hair was pulled back with a silver butterfly clip that she had gotten for her 15th birthday last year. Garfield had to admit it looked better in black hair then blond.
Kallen, on the other hand was more like his mom from whom he shared more then just his grey blue eyes but also his shy nature. For a while Gar and Rachel had feared for there younger son. He was always so quiet and preferred reading in the big chair in the corner of the room rather then play outside with his friends. The boys in the neighborhood were very good natured about it and sometimes would sit with him inside and patiently do their homework while Kallen read "just one more chapter." He also liked the quiet house rather then the bustling mall Naiyla practically lived in.
"Okay last chance you guys, either hurry up now or take the bus. "Your pick." Gar warned knowing Naiyla would not be caught dead on the bus, especially on the first day of school.
"Coming dad, wait for me!" Naiyla yelled as she threw her bag over her shoulders and raced towards the car, dragging a reading Kallen with her.
"Come on Kal, you don't want to be late do you?" No response.
"Kal, you don't want to be late right?" No response.
"KAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" No response. He was still reading that book.
Take a deep breath Naiyla. Don't blow up at him. She told herself. Finally an idea came into her head.
"Kal, this year we're carpooling with the other kids in the neighborhood, remember?" He nodded still not looking up from his book. With his brown bangs hanging in front of his eyes while he looked down at the book, she found it a wonder he could read.
"Well can you tell me who we take in the carpool?"
"You, me, Damian, Andrew, Kaylena, Lily, Hannah, Joey, and Lacey." He said reciting the names as though they were imprinted in his memory.
Then something snapped inside him. He slammed the book shut, grabbed his bag and said out loud "Lacey!" as he jumped into the car.
Naiyla smiled to herself as she watched her brother hurry up into the car. Her job here was done.
