Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans! Only Katara!

Sense my computer totally screwed up my chapters, here is the actual first chapter. I redid it slightly differently, so I'll have to change the other chapters too.

"Speech"
'Thoughts/Reading'


The bell rung loud and clear, signaling the start of winter break. Katara Warlan quickly shoved her things in her backpack and joined the crowd of students rushing down the hallway to the doors. Sliding down the handrail she jumped off at the last minute and landed in front of Macy Williams, head cheerleader and her friends.

"Watch it loser!" She said taking a step back at her sudden appearance.

Katara groaned. 'Could I go one day without running into her?'

"Yeah, watch where you're walking, freak!" One of Macy's cronies, Brittney McAllister, sneered. Katara tried to move past them, her anger flaring, making her hair turn red, but Macy grabbed her arm.

"What's the matter? Going home to cry to your fake mommy?" She said, her gang laughing and pointing at Katara.

"No. Let go of me!" She said wrenching her arm out of Macy's grasp. She had to get out of there before she set fire to something.

"That's right Freak Girl, run to your mommy!" Macy called after Katara, who was running down the block as fast as she could. As she turned the corner she slowed down to a walk and tried to calm down.

'It's lucky that I got out of there when I did. If I burned down another tree, Mr. Williams would have suspended me!' As far as Katara was concerned, having you worst enemy be the principle's daughter, sucked. Turning up her driveway, she grabbed the mail and walked inside.

"Tom, Martha, I'm home!" Katara shouted. there was no reply.

'That's odd there usually home by now.' I walked into the kitchen and set the mail on the counter. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a note on the fridge. Walking closer I saw it was in Martha's handwriting.

It read, 'Dear Katara,

Tom and I have gotten a chance to appear in a major scientist's convention. We will be leaving later this afternoon, so pack your bags we're headed for California! We'll be back in on hour ,so hurry!

Love,
Martha'

'This must be a big chance for Tom, they only take me along for serous things.'

Running up stairs, Katara pulled a duffel bag out of the closet, and went into her room. Posters of every shape and size covered the walls. A couple were movies and bands, but most of them were from Teen Titans, her most beloved T.V. show. Opening up her drawers, she shoved tank tops, shorts, and pj's in there.

Zipping up the bag, she hopped down stairs, and into the kitchen. Tossing the duffel on the floor, she found another note on the counter she hadn't noticed before.

It read, 'Here's some spending money for the trip.' Attached to the note was $500.

'I've SO got to thank Martha!' Katara slipped the money into her pocket.

Hearing a car honk out side, she grabbed her bag and ran out the door. Outside Tom and Martha were waiting in there silver four-door. But before she even stepped foot of the porch, A large black cloud swirled out and appeared in front of her. Before she even had time to scream, the black cloud engulfed her.


Big Cliffy!