Everyday Average Ordinary: Chapter Two

A/N: Hey, I got reviews!

Okay, second one down! By the way, fluff begins in this chapter! Not as much as to come, but it's a sweet start.:) The couples are going to be Bea and Victor, and then Kori and Dick (Kitten likes Dick too though) and Gar and Rae. (But, heck, I'm feeling crazy so I think I'll throw Rob in that equation.) Well, enjoy!

Review Responses:

Skykit: Hey man, that's your opinion and that's totally cool. We got enough hate in this world already, right? This is an AU fic, so I don't think they're going to get powers. Having the normal Titans get superpowers is an awesome idea though. If you love Teen Titans and dig the idea, I say go for it man. Thanks for your time and honest thoughts man. Peace and rock on.

Mrmistoffelees: Hey sweet a second review! Hey I'm glad you liked the story. Glad to have brought a smile to your face, my friend. Now when I update I'll think of you. Peace and rock on.

Fallen Dove: Hey thanks for the review and your time. Thanks for putting me on your fave story list, that's a major compliment my friend. I'll update soon, no worries. Thanks, peace and rock on.

Rose: Hey man chill. No worries, no hate here. Starfire is actually one of my fave characters too. I love how she is always positive and kind. We need more people just to love. No problem with the couples, I was going to use the ones you suggested- robstar, bbrae and cybee. I'm probably going to throw in some Kitten and Speedy (not together though) stuff. I don't know if Larry is going to be in the story, but I can try to work him in just for you, if you want. Let me know man, and you two can be a couple if you dig.:) Thanks for your awesome review. Peace and rock on.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. I'll put it on my to-do list though.

Chapter Two

Dick looked at the clock in the library. He was in Study Hall right now, and absolutely loathing the fact that there was only two minutes left of class. He hadn't forgotten that he had detention after school…

He scowled to himself. How on earth did he, Dick Grayson, who never got lower than a 105, wind up in detention? He shook his head as he thought about this.

"All right ladies and gentlemen, another week completed. I hope you have a wonderful weekend and I'll see you all on Monday," said his homeroom teacher, Mrs. Windger. The bell rung again and the excited students leapt from their seats and ran outside to the hallways and their lockers, anxious to start in on their Friday afternoon. With a sigh, Dick stood up and headed out for his locker.

"Good-bye Dick, have a wonderful weekend," Mrs. Windger said brightly, smiling at her favorite student.

"Yeah. Same to you." Dick said as he slowly trudged out. His head was hung low and headed out to his locker. As he studied the print in the floor, he felt something very hard run into his shoulder. Dick let out a grunt of surprise and looked up (way up) to see Victor Stone, football captain. He didn't bother to apologize, just continued on with the faraway look in his eyes.

Dick turned the corner, jumping to the wall quickly to avoid being mauled by a tight grouping of students milling to their lockers. The group didn't have a bunch of individual faces, just one name: the popular group. They flocked together and could never move five feet without at least seven other people.

Dick approached his locker, where he saw one of his best friends, Gil Santher, unwinding the lock on his locker.

"Hey Dick! How's it going?" Gil asked. Dick sighed slightly, moaning,

"Yeah. What about you?" He started spinning in the combination.

"Good. Hey, guess what! You know Rae Roth?" Gil asked as he pulled open his locker door.

"Know the name, not the face," Dick said.

"Same grade as us. Think she's got Samuels. Pretty short. Small girl. She's got really big eyes and purple hair."

"Oh yeah. Her. What about her?" Dick said, purple hair registering in his head. She was the only kid at Jump City High School with that tone of hair.

"She- whoa. Dude. What. Is. That?" Gil asked when he saw the detention notice flutter out of Dick's locker. Dick looked down and scooped it up.

"I got detention thanks to those idiots Teth and Ross. James said I was cheating and I was just telling them to get lost." Gil tried his best to suppress a smile. He said in a slow voice,

"Oh, well how the mighty have fallen. Oh well. Least I'll have company!" Gil was referring to the fact that he had detention for cutting math last week. He had been given a week of detention and was serving his last day today.

"You ready to go or not, imbecile?" Dick said, slamming his locker shut and heading down the hallway. Gil jogged alongside him.

"Yeah, lets go. I'm glad I'm almost over with this. I can get back to swim team practice." Gil was the freestyle star of JCH's swim team.

The pair of friends moved on until they came to the bottom level of the school. They moved down the hallway until they came to room 119, where detention was regularly held. The two opened it up, to find one other student in there.

The boy looked up, revealing a pair of green eyes, shining with mischief. He gave a lopsided grin, saying,

"What you in for?" Dick scowled and sat down in the back corner. Gar rolled his eyes. Some people just didn't know how to have fun.

"So, you get caught or was it-" The jovial prankster began to ask, but Dick snapped back,

"Look. I sit here. You sit there. We don't talk, and this will all be over soon." Gil shrugged apologetically and sat down next to his best friend. Gar rolled his eyes and

propped his feet up on his desk. He watched the clock. Detention officially began in ten minutes.

The door swung open to reveal another student. He was a tall, muscular man, and was probably a senior. He had gray eyes that were staring dazed somewhere other than here, and was wearing a red football jacket. It registered in Gar's head that he was Victor Stone, football team captain.

Victor silently walked to the other corner, pulling the chair and sinking down on the desk.

Two minutes later the door opened once again. This time, a girl walked in. Gar's eyes widened as he saw her. She looked up, revealing beautiful, big sparkling amethysts of eyes. They gazed around the room, searching for a place to sit. Gar hoped that she would take a seat next to him. Then again, his heart was already thumping like mad in his chest; if he got any closer to him it would probably leap out his throat.

The girl clutched a few books to her chest, and looked around the room.Gar seemed mesmerized.Her eyes locked in with his. Gar's heart stopped beating. She began to walk over, but then sat a few rows ahead of him. A vanilla lilac fragrance floated over to him. He seemed to have fallen under a spell…

Dick looked up from his book to look around the room. Gil was playing with a pencil, Gar was staring at the girl sitting in front of him, who was sketching on a piece of paper. In the corner, the muscular guy was staring blankly into space. Dick looked up as the door opened once more.

Victor snapped out of his daze as he saw the girl who walked through the door. He knew who she was. She was Bea Nallan, captain of the cheer squad. He had seen her at every game, and had always tried to impress her. But he never got so much as a hello outside of games. She was wearing a yellow tank top and black capris, and donning a pair of black pumps. As usual, she looked beautiful to Victor. Behind her, another girl walked in. She was shorter than Bea, with blond hair loosely hanging around her shoulders. She was wearing a light pink sweater and a super-short hot pink pleated skirt, as well as a pair of pink high-heels. She looked around the room, eyes stopping on Dick. A small flirty grin fell on her face.

Dick saw it. He averted his eyes. They ended up falling on the girl who followed the blond through the door. Dick gasped to himself.

The girl was tall, with long, red hair that hung to her waist. She had dazzling green eyes, full of curiosity. She had tan skin, accentuated nicely with her ruby red lips. She was wearing a white tee shirt with the Casablanca movie poster on it, and a jean skirt. She was wearing a pair of sandals, reveling her orange painted toes. The three girls walked to the front corned of the classroom, where they sat down and began to complain about how bad detention was. Gil smiled as he noticed that the blond and redhead's eyes kept fluttering over to Dick. His best friend. Catching the eyes of not one, but two cheerleaders.

The door opened once more, revealing the last student on the detention list. Rob Harper. The tall athletically built runner scanned the room quickly. He wound up walking over and taking a seat in the corner in front of Victor. There was an absolute silence in the room.

Right before Gar was about to say something to lighten the mood, the door opened again, revealing the old, cranky assistant principal, Mr. Keese. He was fairly short, with a balding head and a slight gray beard.

"Hello students. Let's see, is everyone here…" Mr. Keese droned, looking down at the day's detention list. He called out all the names, and scowled when he saw that Matt Teth and Allan Ross were gone.

"Well. At least we're all together." The old man smiled sarcastically, turning towards the door. "If you don't mind, I'm going to get a coffee from the teacher's lounge. I'm going to need one if I'm stuck in a room with a bunch of delinquents." Mr. Keese then turned and headed out the door.

Gar launched up from his seat. "All right, everybody spill. What are y'all in for? Like you!" He pointed at Dick. "You're supposed to be super smart! So why are you in here?" The attention of the room was turned towards Dick, and he sunk slightly in his chair.

"I- well, it's not my fault! Those jerks Matt Teth and Allan Ross were trying to cheat off me, and James thought I was feeding them answers so he gave me detention."

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry," Kitten said in an overly sympathetic voice that made the room cringe.

"Hey, yeah, you guys too! How did cheerleaders wind up in detention?" Gar asked. "Aren't you supposed to be, like, I don't know. Immune from normal people stuff?" Bea rolled her eyes.

"We got in here for passing notes. It was ridiculous." Kitten flipped her hair.

"And, yes, normally, stuff like this doesn't happen to people like us." She smirked cockily. The mood in the room seemed to darken. Kitten looked around and continued. "Rob, Victor! Captain of the football team and legendary runner. How'd you wind up in here? Same prejudice as us?" Kitten asked, giving herself way too much credit. Victor snapped out of his daze on Bea.

"Got a D+ in English. Can't play football until I get it back up, and I've got detention to boot." The football captain sighed.

"I'm sorry," Bea apologized, mustering much more sincerity than Kitten did.

"What about you, Rob?" Kori asked. The runner blushed slightly.

"I…uh. Got in a fight."

Rae rolled her eyes. "I beat him up." Rob's blush deepened. Gil, Gar, Kitten, Dick, Victor and Bea began laughing freely, while Kori politely tried to suppress her giggles.

Between his laughs, Victor managed to choke out, "Rob, you got beat up by a girl half your size?" Rob's cheeks were on fire and he spat out,

"It's not like that!"

Kitten managed to ask, "Why'd you beat him up?" Rae shrugged her shoulder and said,

"He wanted to take funds from art. I was defending what I believe in."

"Well, all right," Bea said, giving a smile of approval to the girl. She turned her attention to Gar.

"You're Gar Logan, right?" She asked. Gar nodded. "Why did you get detention?"

"Made a toilet explode," he said casually with a lazy shrug of his shoulder.

"How did you do that?" Rae asked, turning around to face him. Gar's heart started doing double time. Her eyes were so deep…He tried to put some words together but the connection between his brain and his tongue seemed to be disconnected.

"I…uh…eyes-I! I, I, I…just rigged it…yeah. Anderson ran out screaming about how a lady couldn't even wash her hands with Gar Logan on the loose…" He rubbed the back of his head as he felt warmth hit his cheeks. He laughed lightly for good measure.

Rae looked at him strangely, but didn't ask any more questions.

"You got the principal with a toilet? Man, you are a legend," Victor said with a whistle as he leaned back in his chair. Gar grinned proudly.

"Well," Gil said, leaning back and putting his feet on his desk. "Now that' we've all met-"

"Gil Santher. Swim team, right?" Kori asked, pointing at him. Gil nodded.

"Yeah. Little surprised when I was left out of the athletic ring there." Kitten rolled

her carefully lined eyes.

"Swim team, duh. That's lower on the social ladder than football and track. Duh. Still, being athletic does give you an extra boost, so, go ahead and talk to us, Gil. What'd you do?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. Gil rolled his dark eyes.

"I cut class. Nothing special. I didn't make any toilets blow up or anything. I-" All eyes turned to see the door swing open and Mr. Keese walk through.

"Well. Now that that's in order. Welcome to detention. Your punishment officially begins…now."

There was a half hour left of detention. Outside, the weather seemed to match the gloomy attitude of all nine students serving detention. Ominous clouds had rolled in about fifteen minutes after they all had arrived. The clouds turned out to carry a storm with them. Thick, bitter raindrops hailed down on Jump City, and thunder and lightning occasionally boomed and flickered. The rain stung the windowpanes, causing a chill in the room. Outside, the big trees in JCH's lawn were being thrown around by the merciless wind.

"Well," Mr. Keese announced, standing up and putting on his jacket. "Five minutes left. I'm going to get a head start on traffic and head out a little bit early," he said. Kitten's mouth gaped open.

"You're just leaving us alone? I mean, there's nobody else here! What if we end up locked in?"

Kori seemed equally as terrified. "Yes! And it is Friday, so we'd be here until Monday!" Mr. Keese smiled.

"Nonsense. Edward, the janitor, is still here. Well, see you all on Monday. Hopefully not here again. Make good choices." With that the old man turned and left.

"Whoa, he left us. I heard he was icy, but…whoa," Victor said, one eyebrow rose slightly.

"Oh well, we can leave as soon as we hear his car pull away." Gar said cheerily, standing up and grabbing his backpack and walking forward. He accidentally on purpose stopped as he passed Rae though.

"Sounds good to me," Rob said, standing up and stretching. He headed for the door. "It was nice meeting all of you." His voice hinted at sarcasm. "Dick, try a hobby. Girls, Victor, see you at the next party. Gar, you're strange. And Rae," Rob winked. "Call me."

Rae rolled her eyes, Gar became flustered, Dick clenched his jaw, and Kitten checked her make-up in a compact. All nine stood up, ready to leave. All hesitated a moment, knowing that being in high school they probably wouldn't talk to each other any time after this. Kitten made the first move, and the rest slowly followed suit.

The group grabbed their bags and started to the door. The bell rang, signaling seven o'clock.

The lights went out. The room was engulfed by the complete absence of light. A high-pitched scream came out. There was the sound of someone falling out of a chair. Time seemed to hang still.

"What happened?" Bea's voice called out from the pitch black that had engulfed the room, wavering and thin. "This isn't funny! Turn the lights back on right now!"

The lighting returned to the room. Dick was breathing slightly harder, Bea and Kori were hugging each other, Kitten was cowering behind her chair, Rob was holding his head, Victor and his chair were in a pile on the floor, and Gar had pulled Rae close to him. The two blushed furiously when they realized this and quickly separated.

"Whatever. I-" Kori started, but then looked around the room. "Hey. Where's Gil?" Eight heads then looked around the room, seeing nothing.

"Hey, man, this isn't funny," Dick said, checking a closet. He was nowhere. They called his name, searched every hiding place, but came up with nothing.

Gil Santher had disappeared.

A/N: Wooooh, cliffie. Hope you liked it. There wasn't too much fluff, but oh well. I think it was still kinda cute. Well, you know what to do: read and review! Please!I love hearing from all of you! So, you know, that button is only a click away. Thanks! Oh yeah, and check out my other fic, 'The Misadventure of the Titans!" Thanks, peace, and rock on-

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