Pessimistic Opal Smile

Catholic girls were usually prissy and innocent, right?
Raven grazed her eye over the uniform that was handed to her by Starfire in the midst of a empty hallway, a violent chill was sent up her spine in such a distasteful manner, that her hand impulsed the move to push the clothing back to the redhead.

"I cannot wear this" She mumbled, attempting to retreat back into her room down the halls, though Starfire was quick to reply by grasping her cold hand into her warm childlike fingers, and clasped tightly. "Please, Raven! Just for a Semester if you will!" Starfire's green eyes began to tinge with water, and Raven's heart blossomed suddenly into her throat. The only thing keeping Raven actually willful towards this nuisance of a female was that Raven strongly disliked the feeling. It was painful.

She flinched the clothing back to her body and sighed, defeated.

Instantly, a familiar smile was spread across Starfire's lips, and she began to float softly above the porcelain floor, "come to my room with me, Raven, I have a rather peculiar hat I'd like to show you" and all but willing, Raven followed.


"It's a wig, Starfire. It's called a wig" Raven clarified, poking the blonde, surfer girl hair that Starfire chose especially for herself, the soft mild waves tumbling down the head of the mannequin gently, its highlights in such particular shades that Raven herself slightly felt envious towards the Red headed bombshell, whom was flashing her a toothy smile.

There was another mannequin as well, though this wig was blandly simple, though, the only thing actually unique about the wig was that the locks came down in intricate layers and once the afternoon sun that beamed though Starfire's window, the wig practically glimmered with brilliance.

"That er, wig is yours, Rachel" Starfire smiled, no hesitance in the use of her casual name, Raven flickered her eyes towards the red heads to actually beckon her for her usual termed name to slip out of her mouth, although no came, and Raven returned her eyes slowly to the wig that sat on another white mannequin.

"Try it on, Raven" Starfire insisted, her tone gently above a whisper.


"They got accepted?" Cyborg asked Robin, pausing his and Beast Boy's video game to stare back at the black haired fellow that stood broadly next to the fridge, scanning its insides for anything edible. Then returned quietly to the couch to sit next to Beast Boy whom sat in the middle of the trio, softly snacking on the popcorn that sat on the coffee table, controller still in hand.

"Ah, I had to pay a hefty late charge, but they got in. Had to forge some hand writing, create a fake birth certificate for Starfire, and had to pay another silence fee for them to not be known as, well, them. But they got in" Robin shrugged his shoulders lazily and started to munch on the left over pizza that sat behind the empty milk carton.

Cyborg rested his face in the palm of his hand gently and sighed, "they'll be gone for 7 hours of the day. Seven full straight hours" then he lifted his face from his palm, only to rest his chin in it.

"We'll have to make up for their absence" Robin replied rather sluggishly, not fully devouring the fact that they'd be gone for 35 hours of the week.

"Then we will" Beast Boy smiled broadly, turning his body awkwardly to meet faces with Robin, then Cyborg, "they go out of their way to make us happy, why shouldn't we do the same for them?" he asked, his optimistic out look on the whole ordeal slightly lifting their hearts.

Robin nodded his head in agreement, "Y-Yeah" he slurred, though before they could fully swallow the sweetness Beast Boy radiated, the doors slid open to reveal a very Catholic Starfire and Raven.

"We are now ready for school!" Starfire proclaimed happily as they both walked into the living room, her smile stretching from ear to ear while Raven's facial expression wasn't anything alike.

Both of their uniforms consisted of a gray button up knitted sweater, a white button-up blouse with a clashing poppy-red tie, and a bland slightly statute black skirt.

Though, both wore them in the most opposite of fashions.

Starfire wore her button up blouse un-tucked from her skirt, her red tie slightly loose from her neck, her sweater sleeves rolled up to her elbow messily, her skirt folded to the practical same length as her usual purple skirt, her socks sliding up her shapely legs to the middle of her thighs, and some coal black moccasin flats.

While Raven preferred her uniform with a tucked in white top, buttoned-up knit sweater, neatly placed crimson tie, a skirt that reached the tip of her fingertips, some black nylons that covered up her pale legs, and a pair of combat boots that attempted desperately to spice up the bland uniform.

Though the both thing that caught the three slightly off guard was their features.

Starfire suddenly converted her red locks to a beach Barbie doll themed wig, and a pair of gray eyes that looked oddly boring in a stone like daze, whilst Raven's short bobbed hair was traded to a long sleek mane of layered onyx that reached her waist, and piercing blue eyes that made her seem more meek than flustered.

Starfire's hand wrapped around the young girls waist as she stared at the two, "I expected compliments" she sang in her cheerful voice that clashed with the sound of wind chimes, the trio of boys coughed bitterly as they conversed half-assed compliments that could've passed off for mixed mumbles.

Raven stood there quietly, her red cheeks donning a very dark shade of a very peculiar pink as she was gripping the edged of her black skirt, being the center of attention by her team mates in such a way – this was Starfire's thing. Not hers.

"Don't compliment me in this, it's stupid" Raven snarled, her emotions getting the best of her as she left the room with a very odd sway in her hips that Robin himself didn't notice before.

Robin let out a somewhat muffled sigh and ran a hand through his hair, "I better go see if she's okay" and with his leave, Cyborg continued his questions.

"What grade are you two in?" he asked, an innocent smile claiming his lips, "I am in grade twelve, as Raven is one year lower" she smiled wickedly, forcing her attention away from Raven – which took much effort.

Cyborg just nodded his head as Beast Boy sat there, still gawking at the once was scene at how close Raven allowed Starfire – in a somewhat daze.


A/N: it sounds brutal, but I may ditch this! Dx , unless somebody's willing to pick it up :P I've fallen in love with Zatanna/Robin from young justice -.- .. Cruel. I'm aware : / So if your fond of the pairing - I'm stirring up a Story for tonight C; , It'll fosho be called " I Smile When You Speak " From the song ' I Would do anything for you ' By Foster The People ! YEES. They Give my ears orgasms ! :D ..