Chapter 3
The next morning, Katie woke up on the wrong side of the bed; she wasn't in the mood to be dealing with idiots and could really do with just watching the television before some intense training. Groggily, Katie shrugged on a simple black band t-shirt, bright blue skinny jeans and a pair of well-worn checked vans.
The room Katie slept in had been decorated over the years with drawings and posters as well as other teenager belongings, nearly completely hiding the plain white walls behind them. The floor had a bright blue carpet fitted in after her first few months staying in the tower to give the room a more home-like feel. Katie had a small wooden wardrobe on the wall opposite the door, leading to the hallway, with a long mirror covering the sliding wooden door. On the left wall was her single bed, not yet made, leaving the clean white sheets bundled in the centre of the bed, opposite was a door leading to Katie's personal bathroom. On the wall with the bathroom door, sat several shelves stacked with books and comics and a small sketchpad. Sure, there may not be many belongings but they were what made her comfortable.
Katie tiredly shuffled through the halls when she deemed herself presentable, to find that a majority of people were still sleeping. She huffed in slight annoyance and trailed into the large clean kitchen, only to be greeted to the sight of cereal scattered across the table with no signs of anyone going to clean them up. There might not have been lots of cereal there, but it was enough to annoy Katie. Grumbling profanities and cursing whoever had caused the mess, she gradually set to work on cleaning up other people's mess. In two minutes, Katie had pulled out a pan and brush and had the mess poured into the bin. Happy with her work, Katie gave the slightest of smiles before heading to the plates cabinet.
Finally, Katie pulled out a sleek barstool to enjoy a bowl of cornflakes as she lets her mind flicker to her new teammates. Cassie seemed nice enough, although perhaps slightly cranky and flustered. She was definitely pretty, with her model-like waist and her long, straight blonde hair, and how could you ignore a costume as nice as hers. Katie envied Cassie, she wanted to look like her so much but she couldn't pull off clothes like that…
Conner was definitely quite hot with his well-defined muscles and short black hair, he looked capable of being the leader of an American football team- if he was normal. His black t-shirt hugged his muscles attractively and his jeans seemed to fit him perfectly. She sighed appreciatively at the thought of latching on to his protective arms…
Robin (from what she could guess about him), was fairly good-looking but was very strict when it came to his superhero life. Katie betted, that behind that mask and green and red costume, he was a smart and friendly kid who was scared to get too close to anyone…
Finally, there was Bart. He wasn't exactly hot, like Conner, but he had a boyish charm that seemed to match his power almost perfectly. He had sunshine yellow eyes and auburn hair that fell care freely down his grinning face. It made Katie feel uncomfortable to think about Bart. As if he was really just right in front of him all this time and she hadn't even noticed…
Sighing as she finished the last spoonful of cereal, Katie quickly washed her bowl and spoon before she finally headed to the TV lounge. Perhaps if Kate hadn't been so confused and groggy, she would have reacted better to the sight that unfolded in front of her. Sadly, she was not.
Bart and Garfield were running around, trying to retrieve the role as keeper of the remote, before Kate could even blink, Bart's foot caught the edge of a lamp stationed by the side of the three-seated couch, causing it to fall and hit the TV screen, cracking it and causing the picture that was currently to poof out of existence. As Katie watched the screen smash, so did her hopes of a calm morning before training.
Instantly, Katie's temper flared and she let out her demons on the unsuspecting pair. Garfield's green eyes widen slightly and he begins to fidget as if something was squirming underneath his green skin. Bart went red in the face and went to apologise.
"No. Just no. You broke the freaking TV!" She wailed, "Garfield Logan, I thought you'd know better than to do something as reckless as this! What's wrong with the two of you!?"
"Kate, sorry! It was an accident!" Garfield exclaimed in a pleading voice.
"Shut it, Logan! Bart, you're new, I get that, but surely you're not an idiot? Vic would NOT invite irresponsible losers on to this team so you better get your act together!" After a few more fuming curses, Katie stormed to her room and screamed in confusion and frustration into her pillow. Boys were just idiots…
