Holy crap I'm actually writing a fan fic. I know, shocking. Now don't you all go dieing on me! O.o

I have no clue how I started this fan fic but to make a long story short; I got banned from the computer for a whole WEEK since I didn't go to church. Stupid parents and their gay rules. Oh well, at least I'm back. So since I was really bored, some idea for a fan fic popped into my head and KABOOM! I was soon writing and now I have a fan fic. Go me!

Nothing much happen since the last time I wrote a fan fic. I'm still training Kincade and he's doing a wonderful job. Though at times he loves to go super fast over the fences but he's getting better. Um, spring orchestra concert is coming up soon and hopefully we won't suck.

Summer is almost here! I only have a month of school left and then I'm off to CAMP! I'll be gone from June 25th – July 22nd. Yeah, you guys better send me letters or emails because I want to feel loved! Hee hee!

Anyway, here's my fan fic!

"Through my Eyes"

Summary: See through the eyes of Sami, a citizen of Jump City.

Yes I know the summary sucks but oh well. XP

By the way, NO FLAMES! If you don't like my story, don't read it! It isn't that hard to do!

On with my wonderful story:D

"Once again the Teen Titans defeated the Hive 5 and now our city is safe and sound."

"Dad! Could you turn the TV off or at least turn it down a bit!" I yelled from my room on the second floor of our town house, "I'm attempting to do my geometry homework! I need some peace and quiet!"

I hear grumbling from the family room and my father turning the television off. I rolled my eyes as I shut my door and slowly trudged to my desk. "Fathers", I thought to myself, "Can't live with them but can't live without them."

My name is Samantha Mckieth but everyone calls me Sami. The only time that I'm called Samantha is wither the first day of school by my teachers or if I'm in huge trouble. I'm 15 years old and I attend the Jump City's Music and the Arts School. It is one of the best schools in the state and the only way that a student can get in is by getting an interview from the school. Since I've been playing the Violin since I was 9, my dad thought it would be a good idea that I attend this school instead of the public high school. I really have no clue on how I got in but I sent in the application to get an interview and soon, BAM! The school wanted me in. Though I do remember that I had to play a piece of music in front of some teachers. Since I did not really practice the piece, I just played it as best as I could, even though I messed up on a ton of notes. The teachers must have been on some type of medicine or something because after I finished playing, they all had tears in their eyes and screaming "That was beautiful!" or "Bravo!"

Yeah, weird teachers.

Many people think that the students that attend the Music and The Arts school of Jump City are for the students that are "super geniuses". We are not even close to being "super geniuses". Sure, there are students that are really smart but I know some students that are not even passing. Most of the students are just average, everyday kids who play video-games or love to go shopping. We just love to play music, perform on stage or do something artistic like sketching, ceramics, painting and etc.

I stared down at my geometry homework and flopped my face down upon it. "I'm so not a genius", I said to myself quietly, "Math is defiantly not my forte."

I slowly turned my head over to the left and looked at my digital clock. 8:020 pm. I sighed as I put m head up and rubbed my forehead.

"Ugh, it's only the end of September and I already hate school. I need a break."

I got out of my chair and made my way across my room to my closet. I grabbed on of my many dark hoodies and quickly slipped it over my head.

Whenever I need a break from homework, practicing my violin or from reality, I head to the roof. That is one of the nice things about living in a townhouse. As I made my way up, I passed one of the mirrors and checked my hair to see if it was all right. My hair only goes down to my chin and the color is dark brown with a chestnut color highlights. I also have light blue which my friends love to look at. They keep telling me that I have the most beautiful eyes in the world. Usually I just roll my eyes and tell them to go die in a well. Instead of scaring them, they just crack up with laughter.

I have weird friends.

I walked up the stairs and open the metal door. A cool breeze welcomed me as I walked outside. I looked around at the many buildings, mostly town houses, and sat down on the ledge to take in the view. To the west of my house, I could see Titans Tower.

"I wonder why they have so much space. I mean there are five of them living in one huge Tower. That building could at least fit a hundred people."

I guess one of the good points of living here in Jump City is that we have our own team of superheroes to keep the entire city safe from the forces of evil. For some odd reason, villains love to live in this city. Tourists are always amazed to see the Titans walking down the street to go grocery shopping or hang out at the mall. But to the citizens that live here, we see them every-day people. Sure, one is a green shape shifter; one is a half demon that loves to read; one is an alien from another planet; one is half robot and the other is a crazy ninja-freak that wears tight pants. Other than that, I am sure that they are just all like us. I won't really know since they hardly make friends with the public. I guess they are too busy training and fighting bad guys to make friends.

I looked down below and saw a mother pushing her son in a stroller while the father carried a young girl. They must of came from one of the many local restaurants that are only a couple blocks away from my house.

"I wonder what it is like to have a real family" I said to myself softly.

My parents got divorced when I was about four years old. They were constantly fighting, yelling at each other over bills, house keep and most importantly, me and my baby sister. So when the divorce was finalized, my mom packed her bags and left the house, taking my little sister with her. I've forgotten the name of my sister but I know she's out there somewhere. My dad and I never heard from my mom again since the day she left but I don't blame her. I wasn't exactly the perfect girl to my mother. Instead of playing dress-up, playing with Barbie's or having tea parties, I would be outside playing in the mud, sand box or football with the guys. Maybe I wasn't good enough for my mother.

"SAMI!"

Oh crap.

"It's 9:00! Aren't you suppose to be doing your homework?"

"Yes dad! I'll be down in just a minute!"

"Ok! Don't stay out there too long! You'll catch a cold!"

Actually, who needs a mom when my dad's around? I swear one day I'm going to walk into the kitchen seeing my dad in a pink apron cooking waffles. Hopefully he won't burn down the house when that day comes.

I take one last glance at the city and make my way to the door. I slowly closed it and trudged to my room.

As I get to my desk and sat down, I take one look around my room. It was a rather nice size room, not too big but yet, not too small. I had the usual furniture like the bed, dresser, closet, desk, and some shelves. I also had some posters of Green Day, The Foo Fighters, The Fray, Queen and AC/DC on my walls. I also had a couple of photos of my friends, family from my dad's side and of my horse, Windocono. I work and ride at Harmony Stables which is located a half an hour north of Jump City. I've been riding ever since I could remember and Windocono is my first horse that I own. He is a three year old mustang with some thoroughbred and Morgan blood in him. He's also a gelding which means he is neutered. I have just started to train him to be an eventor; so I'm training him to go over different types of fences. He's doing great on the cross country courses at the stable.

"Urgh! I need some music!"

I grabbed the remote from my stereo and turned it on. Frank Sinatra's voice blew out of the speakers.

"Start spreading the news. I'm leaving today. I want to be part of it. New York! New York!"

Now I can tackle these math problems even though I have no clue what I'm doing. Maybe my friends at school can help me.

First chapter ish done! Go me!

I have no clue when the second one is coming out, depends if I can still keep writing and if my fans like it so far.

I'll probably have Sami meet one of the titans, probably later in the story though.

NO FLAMES!

Thanks! Later!

Storm90