Okay! So I was soooo excited! I bought the movie! Yay! Well here you go! Oh, and im changing it remember!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWM TEEN TITANS OR SOMETHING BORROWED!

"Kori... Kori... Kori! Kori!" I heard on the answering machine. I opened my eyes.

Oh my gosh. I slept... with Richard. I look over at him.

"Kori pick up! Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up! Kori!"

"Oh my God, what did I do?" I say pulling the cover to my face in embarrassment.

"Kori, Kori, where are you? I'm panicking.-"

"Oh no!" Richard says getting up.

"-Dick never came home. And why isn't anyone answering their cell phones?"

"No Kori! Don't, don't answer the phone!" he saying pulling his pants up.

"I-I'll just say uh- I'll just say..." I start panicking.

"Kori, Pick up pick up!"

"What?" he asks.

"Kori."

"I don't know!" I say packing even more. Both of our attention goes to the answering machine.

"It's an emergency and I think Dick is cheating on me and I that it sounds crazy but, hot people, they get cheated on sometimes.-" Babs began but Richard turned the machine off and started putting his clothes back on.

"What did I do?" I say rubbing my neck.

"Kori, It'll be okay. It'd gonna be okay. We'll we'll, figure it out." he says putting his shirt on.

"Oh." I mumble and put my hands over my face.

"I'll tell her I was with Xavier."

"God I'm such a terrible person!" I whisper loudly. "Oh my god, what did I do? I mean not just to her but to you!" I say softy.

"Kori, Stop. It wasn't just you-"

The phone started ringing and we look back to it.

"Kori I..." he begins and I look back to him. The phone continues to ring.

"...I better go." he says and I nod at him quickly.

He leaves, closes the door and I decide to answer the phone.

"Hello?" I say on the phone.

She gasps and says, "Kori, where the hell have you been? Dick didn't come home last night! Hello?"

"Oh my God." I say rushing to the bed.

"Kori."

"Yes. I heard you." I say taking the sheets off the bed.

"He didn't come home last night. He better have been hit by a car or in jail or something."

"Babs don't say that." I day continuing with the sheets.

"Do you think he's cheating on me?"

"No." I sigh. "He loves you."

"I know he loves me, obviously. But where the hell is he? Did you see him last night? At the bar? Did you see him when you left the bar?"

"Oh yeah. Uh, he was with...Xavier. They were, uh, watching a game."

"A game? At 2 in the morning?"

I put my hand on my head. Crap! "I-It was something European. Oh, cricket, maybe."

"Cricket?"

I heard a beep on her line.

"Oh, my God. It's him. I'm gonna see about this cricket crap. I'll call you right back."

She hangs up the phone. "Cricket. Cricket? Oh." I say and fall on my bed. I look up and rest my head on my hand. It's 7:24 A.M.. This is the worst morning ever.

I look to my bookshelf and see my old book labeled TORTS. I suddenly remember my first day back at law school.

I was walking in the classroom and got my nametag on a desk. I sit down in a chair where there is no one next to me. The class wasn't that big. Maybe 100, 115 students.

I take out my book, five pens, and a notebook.

"You don't happen to have like, four extra pens do you?" I hear a voice ask. Hmm.

"Oh, I do, actually. I brought a bunch." I say and look up to see a beautiful man. He had a charming smile on. His blue eyes glistening as ever. Dark hair let down loosely. A white vintage sweater over a blue and white stripe polo. But yeah, he was mocking me.

I smile and say, "You're making fun of me."

He sits down. "No, I'm impressed. You're making me feel really inadequate right now." he says showing me one pen.

I giggle softly as the door opens loudly.

An old man in a brown suit walks in with a briefcase. "I'm professed Dennis Zigman and this is Torts. A few ground rules: Never introduce a contingency in your answer." he says as I open my notebook making my pens fall a floor below me. There's no way I can get them. Now how do I take notes. "A supposed tortfeaser may be argued to have committed a tortious act..." he continues. I look around confused and a bit terrified. "...when four conditions have been met. Each is necessary. None is, in itself, sufficient. There must be a duty or obligation. This duty must have been breached." the professor continues. "This breach must have caused damage."

He passes a pen to me. A cute guy I just met passed me his only pen. Wow.

"What about you?" I whisper to him.

"That's okay I'll just listen."

I give him an unsure thank you look and he smile and nods to my notebook. "Thank you." I say to him as I began to write on my notebook. The professed kept talking but I ignored it. I kept stealing glances at him. I was looking at him then he looked at me. I quickly went back to writing. Whoever he was, he was something else. In a good way.

That was a wonderful day. I got myself together a got up.

~Scene~

It was 9:22 and I ws cleaning my apartment. On the T.V., a couple were fighting with each other and were on the verge of killing each other. They were in nice evening clothes bit they were shattered and distressed now. She had a bloody knife in her hand and he was choking her in the bathroom. He was trying to drown her in the bathtub but she struggled. I kept starring in disgust when my phone rang. It was Babs. I put the stuff down and answer it.

"Babs." I say a bit excited.

"It's Dick." he said and my face dropped. "I borrowed her phone. Um, I just wanted to make sure that you were okay."

"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. Are you okay?"

"I um..." he began.

"Hey. Who you talking to?" I heard Babs over the line.

"It's Kori." he says and I stand up.

"Oh! Hey I'm sorry. Totally forgot to call you back."

"Yeah, no. Is everything okay?" I ask.

"No, it's fine. He just got drunk and passed out at Xavier's. Whatever."

"Wish her a Happy Birthday." I hear Dick say.

"Oh, my God. Happy Birthday" Babs says.

"Thanks. So everything's okay with Dick?" I ask.

"Yeah, yeah. Um, yeah. Yeah." I heard her say with a smile. "Except he got a little weird..." she whispered. "...and acted really guilty and said we have to have a talk."

I looked around. "Talk about what?"

"I don't know. Whatever." she says back to her normal voice. "I gotta go. Kiss, kiss, kiss." she says and makes kissy noises.

"Wait, can I just talk to Dick real quick?" I say quickly before she can hang up the phone. I was too late though.

I sit down and look back at the T.V.. The wife apparently was drowned in the bathtub and the man was sitting down. She rose up in a huge gasp and the man shot her in the chest.

~Scene~

I was standing by the window of a dress store. I look to my right to see Babs coming heals with an angry expression on her face.

Oh no. She knows. She knows. Oh my gosh. What am I going to do? What am I gonna do? I just braced myself, and look at her.

"So, when were you gonna to tell me?" she asked me fiercely.

I close my eyes. "Babs, I'm so sorry-"

"Why would you tell the dress woman... that I wanted to try on a different dress when I've already picked out my dress?" she asked me in disbelief. "It's like. Weird.

I'm confused now. "I know. I thought you were unsure...so I had come back here and picked out another one. It's beautiful." I say unsurely. "If you don't wanna try it on-"

"Stop it, I'm never unsure, but stop it." she said and walked in the store. I followed not far behind.

She went in the dressing room and tried the dress I picked on.

"Because the dress I picked was perfect. Unless this one's even more perfect." she says walking out. It was beautiful on her. It was a mermaid style gown that fitted her body perfectly. It wa strapless and had sparkles all over it. It was just Babs. The train was between medium and short and had a ton of ruffles.

I gasp and say, "Babs, you look incredible. Wow."

The dress women were fixing the train and from where I was, it looked like Babs was tearing up. The dress woman came up to me and said, "She's having her bridal moment."

I look at her then back to Babs. I walk closer to her and say, "Hey Babs. You okay?" She was crying by now. "You okay Babs?"

"No, im fine. I'm just- I wanna cry on the day...so i wanna check my mascaras,make sure it doesn't run...so I'm trying out all these different ones." she says continuing to make herself cry, as I go back to my previous spot.

What's wrong with her? I mean i get it it's Babs, but i just can't believe her sometimes.

"My mascara. Is it running?" I hear her ask. "I wish I could cry, more. Can we get a bigger train?" she says as I start remembering a flashback.

"Hahahaha!" Dick laughs.

He is so cute. "Hahahaha!" I return the laugh.

We were studying in the library and we were laughing at the most random and stupidest things.

"Shhhh." people all around us were shushing us. It was worth it. I was having a lot of fun.

"Sorry." Dick mumbles softly.

"Duty, breach, causation..." I say trying to remember the fourth word.

"Oh jeez." Dick says crumbling a price of paper into a ball and throwing it. What is it with boys and paper basketball?

"Hold on. What am I missing? What am I missing?" I ask with a smile.

"Damages." he says smiling.

"Oh, rats."

"Shhhh." the students whisper loudly.

"Sorry. I'm so sorry." I whisper back.

"Here. Use a mnemonic." he says and begins to write on a paper. "D, B, C, D."

I look at it for some time. "Deliver By Christmas Day." I say.

"Don't Blame Cameron Diaz." he says with a smirk.

I burst out into a huge laughing fit. The biggest one so far. I made myself cry. "Hahahaha. This isn't even funny, is it?" I say laughing and a tear rolled down my face.

"No."

"It's not funny at all." I say finishing my laughter and trying to breathe.

Then he leaned over and wiped the tear away from my face with his thumb. I stopped laughing completely and I look at him. He looks back at me and we share a small, quick smile.

"How about when all of this is over...Dick Buys Celebratory Dinner?"

"Oh, yeah. Sure." I say and smile. When he looked away I smiled even more.

Oh my. Yay!

Hmmmm, cheesy don't ya think? Well, don't worry there's more to come! Hope you've enjoyed it so far!

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