Woot! new chapter! It's not all that exciting, but it does have to do with the plot (not that i have one XD). anyways, a heads up on a second oc in this chapter. you guys are going to hate me and be all "this is such a kid flash/jinx thing". He has red hair and blue eyes. But i want to make a point that there is a reason he has red hair, and blue eyes...well i like blue eyes. sue me.

for anyone reading this, i have no intentions of hurting anyones feelings. Any stereotypes and other things that could be possibly hurtful are not meant against anyone. i have nothing against blondes, california, red-heads, albinos or other. No ones complained so far, but i want to point out that stereotypes are simply for this story and have nothing to do with my view on anything. (sorry for that rant. i just felt the need to tell you guys that anything said that could be consided offensive in any of my writing was not meant to be so)

Dedication: to Moonlit Kit, for being my very first reviewer on this. (bet you didn't expect that huh?) also to nicky122, dude305, and amelia delling for being the most awesome and supportive reviewers ever. :) (...and now you think i'm weird for going all mushy on you. just read the story. *hides face behind computer*)

Disclaimer: Teen titans. not mine. its a combination that makes a very sad Redmissy.

Waking up was probably the least-fun thing I'd had to do in a long time. Because I was covered in sand, itchy from said sand, and really, really sore. Looking down at myself I saw pink splotches covering my legs and stomach and scrambled for my bag.

Pulling out a bottle of sunscreen—it's California after all. I don't leave the house without it—I emptied the whole thing and rubbed it all over before quickly pulling on my shoes and shirt and hurrying to get out of the sun. I ducked into the first store on the boardwalk, which happened to be an ice-cream shop, and sat down in a booth away from the windows.

Okay universe, lesson learned; falling asleep at the beach isn't a good idea if you're an albino. Got it. Won't have to tell me twice.

I ordered a banana split while I waited. No way was I going outside again until it either became dark, or they kicked me out. Hopefully the former rather than the latter.

Somewhere between falling asleep and entering the shop, my hair, I noticed, had turned red. Good. People will just think I have fair skin if they notice the sunburn. I glanced hesitantly down at my arm, surveying the damage. It wasn't good. It was definitely, most certainly, absolutely not good. Biting my lip and wincing I poked gently at my arm.

"Here," A voice said, pulling me out of my thoughts. A boy with red hair and blue eyes slid into the seat across from me and handed me a bottle of green goop. "It's aloe Vera. I have the same problem. You know you should probably be more careful next time you go to the beach." He smiled sympathetically.

"Thanks," I said hesitantly, taking the bottle. I squirted some in my hand and rubbed it on my arms, feeling the cooling sensation immediately. The goop was rather slimy, and left my skin feeling a bit strangled, but it was worth it. No more pain! …okay, well less pain.

I sighed in content. "Thank you. That's so much better."

He laughed a little. "No problem. I'm Mark, by the way." He extended his hand, which I shook, wincing slightly at his fingertips on the back of my hand.

"I'm…Ashley." Don't ask me why I said it. I have absolutely no clue in this dimension or the next couple hundred. I just did. It sort of slipped out before I had any idea what I was doing. But by then it was too late to take it back. "But, uh, most people just call me Sen." I added on awkwardly.

And that is when my super awesome ninja skills started kicking in. Because little old Sen being awkward was about as rare as a blue moon in the middle of the day turning orange. In other words; it simply did not happen.

I was aware of everything; it was exactly 8:26 (the clock on the wall behind me, which reflection I saw in the napkin dispenser, said so), Jack was most likely freaking out because he noticed I had disappeared by now, and that the boy in front of me had no idea who I was. This was probably the most disturbing piece of information yet.

It wasn't that I was all that well known, quite the contrary, nobody had any idea what I was besides my team, but he was sitting there, and he was talking to me. And I suddenly felt bad. He was so normal; just a guy talking to a girl he met at the local ice cream shop. He wasn't someone I was targeting, he wasn't someone to use as a tool, he wasn't someone I had mental files on and angles on how to play him. He didn't have any connection to my world, the one filled with lies and back-stabbing, besides the one sitting right in front of him. And he didn't even know it.

8:37. the sun was setting by now. I should be able to go without killing myself. I waited for a lull in the conversation and casually said that I'd better go before I got in trouble. He offered to walk me, I refused, so on and so forth until about ten minutes later I was walking out of the shop alone and heading as quickly as I could for home.

Curling up in bed that night I had too many thoughts playing tag in my head. But somehow I managed to bury my head in the pillows, pull my quilt over me, and fall into unconsciousness. It wasn't much of a help though, because the dreams that plagued me that night were anything but fairytales. And I knew that each nightmare held the truth, even if it wasn't something I was ready to face.

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