Yay! Chapter one is up! Enjoy!
By the way, nothing in this story is mine(sadly), except for the plot.
Chapter 1
Kori Anders stepped out of the cab, looking around herself in awe. She stared up at a huge building painted white, packed in tightly by all the apartments surrounding it. This is it, she thought to herself. This is my home for eight weeks. I can do this, right? It's just a city, I can deal with that. Though the host, Mr. Mod, he seemed the crazy. She ran a hand through her long, auburn hair, squinting her bright green eyes against the sun.
Kori was snapped out of her thoughts when a demanding voice called from behind her, " Hurry up, Kori! Get your bags!" Kori whirled around to see her sister, Koma, glaring at her. She hurried over as Koma opened the trunk. Kori reached in, grabbing a grey backpack, a giant purple roller bag, and a small shopping bag filled with sweets she had bought at the airport.
Kori approached the house with her sister close behind as the cab drove away, having been paid by Koma. Upon reaching the entrance, Koma pushed Kori aside and grabbed ahold of the door handle. She fumbled a bit, finding it hard to grasp the handle with a collection of bags in her hands, but she managed. Koma pushed the door open, and stepped in. Kori stepped in after her.
The first thing you noticed was the grand staircase. The second thing you noticed was the group of people sitting on couches and beanbag chairs to your right. The people gathered there were all looking at Kori and Koma.
"Hello", Koma said, this time not so demandingly. "I'm Koma, and this is my baby sister, Kori."
"Greetings." Kori simply said, giving the group a bright smile.
"Hi, I'm Karen Beecher." Said a tall, African-American girl who sat on a bean bag chair on the floor. She was wearing leggings and a black and yellow tee shirt. Karen looked over at a muscular boy behind her, and said, "maybe y'all should introduce yourselves? 'Cause I'm pretty sure they need to know our names." Karen turned back around and smiled kindly at Kori and Koma. Kori smiled back, glad that her fellow contestant seemed so nice. Koma only rolled her eyes.
The muscular boy, who had a similar complexion as Karen, stuttered for a second, glancing at Karen. Kori almost gasped with joy when she saw that Karen was glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. Kori wasn't a matchmaker, but she did think that these two would be an adorable couple. A few of the other girls seemed to think so as well, judging from the poorly hidden smiles.
" I-I'm Victor Stone, but I j-just go by Vic." He finally managed out, tugging at the collar of his Nike tee shirt. Vic looked over at the rest of the group, who happily complied to continue introducing themselves, though before they could start, Kori encased Karen and Vic in a giant, bone-crushing hug. Once she released them, they both smiled at her again, while the others stared. None of them had been that friendly when they arrived. Hopefully the girl named Kori was always this nice.
"I'm Rachel Roth." A violet haired girl said in a monotone voice. She was dressed in all dark colors, giving her a goth look that was completed by the dark blue lipstick. Kori thought it a strange style, but she loved it nonetheless.
"Hello, friend Rachel!" Kori cried, moving forward to give Rachel a hug. Rachel flinched as she approached, and Kori stopped. "Is it… The OK to hug you?" Kori asked hesitantly.
Rachel looked at Kori's now sad face, and sighed. "Yes, I'm just not used to contact with other people." Rachel gave a small smile as Kori swept her up in a humongous hug.
When she was done hugging Rachel, a blonde boy with green highlights sitting next to Rachel, but not too closely, said, "No way, dude! She didn't even let me shake her hand! How'd ya get her to let you hug her!"
Kori laughed and replied, "I don't think friend Rachel is very social, as you would say. What is your name, anyways?"
"Garfield Logan." After he said his name, the boy got the customary hug that Kori planned on giving to everyone.
"I'm Richard Grayson." A boy who was sitting on a plush red recliner said, grinning at her. Kori felt a few butterflies flutter within her stomach, unaware that Richard was feeling the same thing. His ebony hair fell into his eyes, or rather the wire frame sunglasses that he wore. Kori, staying true to her goal of hugging everyone, walked over and gave Richard a tight hug. As she pulled away, Richard's friend, who had hair of the same color, only longer, nudged him.
"A word of advice, Kori. Dick here is a playboy millionaire. You might want to stay away from this one." Kori blushed a little, because even though she was from a foreign country, she had studied American culture enough to know what a playboy was. "I'm Garth Ocean, and as another word of advice, don't try to get me to eat seafood. I just don't." He glared at Richard, obviously referring to a previous incident that most likely involved Richard,, seafood, and Garth's obvious distaste for it.
"He's a pirate." Vic whispered conspiratorially, right before Garth yelled, "I. Am. Not. A. Pirate! For the last time, now will you leave me in peace!"
"I'm a vegetarian!" Garfield yelled, earning stares from everyone else. "What? It seemed like a good time!"
"Great timing, Idiot." Rachel muttered under her breath. Kori giggled
"Ummmm…" A girl with fair skin and blonde hair said. " Maybe we should continue with the names, because otherwise Kori won't know anyone. I'm Tara Markov." Tara stuck out her hand, probably momentarily forgetting Kori's hugs. Kori ignored the hand and came into a bear hug. "Can't….Breath…" Tara managed, and Kori released her.
"Sorry." Kori muttered sheepishly, a blush of embarrassment spreading across her tan face.
"No prob!" Tara said, giving Kori a high-five.
During each of these exchanges, Koma only nodded to each person. She was considerably less enthusiastic as her sister was about greeting everyone.
"Hey cuties." Said a voice that made Kori shiver. The voice sounded…. Well, let's just say that every other voice that Kori had heard had been much kinder than this one. Koma, on the other hand, grinned. This sounded like someone she would like.
"Hello." Kori said simply.
"I'm Xander Smith." Xander had dark brown hair and cold brown eyes. Before anyone could say something, he said, "no hugs please. I'm not that type of person."
Kori nodded, not upset about this. Usually she liked to hug people, but she didn't want to hug Xander. There was a moment of stuff silence before Xander stood up and said, "I'm going to get myself something to eat." Xander stalked out of the room.
Breaking the silence, a girl with bright pink hair in two pigtails spoke up. "I'm jade Curse. It's nice to met you, Kori. Kori hugged Jade and replied with, " It is nice to do the meeting of you as well."
"I'm Wally West, the local heartthrob." A boy with bright orange hair, a thousand freckles, and a goofy grin said as he got up to hug her. Jade rolled her eyes and sat down.
"Yeah right." Jade said. "I don't think that any girl would like you, being so cocky and all."
"Hey!" Wally cried.
"I have to agree with Jade, love." A girl with a black sundress (yes, there is such a thing as black sundresses. Believe it.) and red combat boots called out, making Wally frown. Apparently he didn't agree with Jade. The girl pushed a lock of red and black hair behind her ear. "I'm Argent Hails."
"Oh, that is the most wonderful name!" Kori cried. She grabbed Argent and gave her a hug hard enough to kill. "Argent sounds the cool." Argent chuckled at this.
"Where are ya from, duckie? I don't know that accent."
Kori blushed, again. Wow, there was turning out to be a lot of blushing and smiling. "My sister and I are from and island called Tameran. We both moved here recently."
At that moment, Koma asked, "Where are the bedrooms? I want to put my stuff away."
"There's an open one on the second floor, on the left once you reach the top of the staircase. We have to share rooms though, so since we are still waiting for one girl and one guy, you'll have to share with the girl." A boy in a red tee shirt and jeans said. He had hair like Wally's, just shorter. Plus, he didn't have so many freckles.
Koma made a small sound of disgust and started lugging her bags up the stairs.
"I'm Roy Harper." Roy stood up so that he could hug Kori, and sat back down on his chair after.
"You said we are waiting for two more people?" Kori asked.
"Yeah." Karen said. "They should be here soon. You can either stay with Rachel or your sister."
"I would like to room with friend Rachel. Is that the OK?" Kori said, turning to Rachel.
"Whatever." Was the reply from the goth girl.
Suddenly, the front doors flew open. In walked a girl clad completely in pink, with a short pink dress, pink heels, and pink luggage. The girl glanced around with an expression of disgust, but when her eyes caught on Richard, all of that vanished, replaced by a fake smile.
"Dickie-poo!" She cried, flinging herself at Richard.
Richard managed to escape a kiss on the cheek from the new comer, yelling, "Who are you?!"
"I'm Kitten! Kitten Moth"
Kori glanced over at Garth, guessing that he may know the answer to her question. "How does she already know who Richard is?" She asked as she stared at Richard desperately trying to defend himself from Kitten.
Garth glanced up and said, "In addition to being a playboy, Dick's pretty much a millionaire because of his adopted father, so the paparazzi are everywhere."
"Oh. Thank you, friend Garth." Kori replied.
Finally, Kitten was subdued and sent up to meet Koma. Kori could only imagine what sort of fight the two would get into. "Maybe I should take my things up now?" Kori said, looking at Rachel.
"I'll help you with your stuff." Rachel said. The two picked up Kori's bags and carried them up the stairs. "I'm on the third floor, so we need to go up another flight of stairs."
The two turned right after they reached the top, and soon came to a purple door. Kori wasn't used to so many different colors used in houses. Back on her native island, Tameran, the houses were made of wood. There weren't many pigmented paints, so these bright purples and pinks and blues were not everyday occurrences.
Rachel pushed the door open, and the two went in. The room had two beds, two beanbag chairs, two dressers, a desk, two chairs, and a full length mirror. On the wall opposite to the one with the door, a huge window looked out over the street that the house sat on, adorned with equally huge curtains. Kori was not surprised that one of the beds had all black luggage on top of it. Yelling could be heard from Koma and Kitten's room.
Kori plopped her stuff onto the other bed while Rachel set down the bag she had been carrying on the dresser near Kori's bed.
"I think I shall do the unpacking the later. I wish to do the bonding of friends now." Kori decided.
"Whatever." Rachel replied, and the two started to head down the steps.
At the bottom, Rachel stepped into the living room, where they had seen the others earlier, and stopped. Rachel turned around and walked away.
Kori, curious as she was, entered the living room. She was confused. Why would this bother friend Rachel so much?
There was a new person.
Dun, dun, Dunn.
I hope you guys liked that chapter. I'm probably going to upload once a week, probably on Saterday or Sunday. I already have most of the next chapter done, so that should be up soon. Byyyeeeeee!
Love, RavenAndTheBeast221B
