First things first, in the last chapter I didn't really explain things too well.
1. Hannah is kind of the neglected rich kid who thinks too highly of their abilities.
2. There will be some (very little, but still) WallyXArtimis and M'gannXConner.
3. I'm sorry for forgetting Kaldur!
"I don't understand why I can't just stay at my house," I complained, more to myself than the teens around me. "This room sucks," the room wasn't actually half bad, pretty decent by most teen's standards. My standards are above average – thank god – and the orange walls, though having a rebellious appeal, did not even have a touch screen.
"While you are part of the team, Batman said for us to keep an eye on you," the Atlantian said calmly. "The best way to do that is if you stay here." I grumbled, but knew there was no way to win that argument. It was Batman who wanted me here, and no one, least of all me, was going to argue. The team had introduced me to their team leader, Kaldur. He had been away on a solo mission, something that irritated the other members. I sighed as they left my new – new most definitely not meaning better – room.
"Lets get to work Jen," I whispered. We quickly managed to turn my dull room into acceptable headquarters for a futurist like myself. I had brought with me my most important tech and placed it in my room. I hooked Jen up to the system and finally – placed a huge screen on my wall. "Much better."
I walked down to the kitchen, M'gann was making supper. I leaned on the counter languidly, "smells good."
"Thanks, it's a soup Wally recommended I make," she smiled happily, "would you like to help?" Now, I've never actually made a meal, Jen takes care of my food, but it's cooking, how hard can it be? I smiled back at her.
"Sure."
Ok, so maybe cooking is harder than I anticipated, but how was I supposed to know that you have to watch the food? If ovens turned off when the food was done, people would be spared burnt soup. And that whole "amazing food is invented when you do something wrong" theory, well it's dead wrong. To say I messed up the cooking thing would be an understatement, to say the soup resembled a horrific green and orange mound of gunk would be – well a statement. After my kitchen disaster, M'gann told me, in a shocked voice, that my help would not be needed.
I decided to wait in my room, nothing against Conner, but he's a little odd. I lay down on my bed and brought out my screen. "Jen, bring up music playlist eleven."
Music started to play, I closed my eyes and drifted off
Look at this photograph
Every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
What the hell is on Joey's head?
"Ha! You look like an idiot in this one!"
"Thanks, just what I needed to hear." I glared at Sam. He just laughed again and messed up my hair.
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
"I'm going miss this place." I stared at the old building.
"Why? It's my house. And it's nothing compared to what you're used to."
"I spend half my time with you here though."
This is where I went to school
Half the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
Must of done it half a dozen times
"You're leaving? But what about school? About everything?"
"It's not like you go to my school. Besides, they don't really like me."
"So you're just….Leaving me?"
"Well, you're the only important thing I'm leaving"
I wonder if it's too late- HANNAH!
I let out a yell when my butt collided with the floor. "Wha-?" I looked up at Conner fuming above me. He had given up shaking me and had simply pushed me out of bed.
"M'gann said to tell you dinner's ready."
SORRY! It's really short, but for this story I feel like I need a bit of time to establish the way she interacts with everyone. So the next one or two stories are going to be shorter than usual. BTW The song is a Nickelback you have any questions, just ask!