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7: 25 am:

Kori woke up by being plashed in the face with cold water. She screamed and immediately sat up. "You're awake now" Komi said and put down the glass she was holding on Kori's nightstand.

"Komi, why did you do that?" Kori asked.

"Because I wanted to wake you up so that you can check which of my new washed clothes are dry" Komi answered and was just about to leave when Kori opened her mouth.

"Why can't you check that you're self?" She asked and Komi looked at her like she was crazy, before starting to laugh.

"Very funny, little sister" She said before she left Kori's room. Kori sat up and sighed. At least today had to be better then yesterday. First, Dick had yelled at her, for no reason, then she had to wait outside until her sister returned from some party, and then she had to clean up the mess her sister had left behind when she went to the party!

She got out of bed and walked up to her closet, it was quite empty. She finally decided for a pink sweater and a jean skirt, with pink flip flops. She quickly brushed both her hair and her teeth before she ran down stairs to the laundry room and checked how many of her sisters clothes were dry. Then she quickly foiled them and put them in a basket before carrying them up to her sister's room.

"Komi, I have your clothes!" She called. It took a few minutes before Komi opened the door, and Kori could tell that she'd been sleeping.

"Why did you wake me up?" Komi asked with a harsh tone and Kori suddenly felt really small.

"You told me to check which clothes that were dry" She got out and Komi glared at her.

"I didn't tell you to wake me up did I?" She asked. "Now, get your ass downstairs and don't you bother me again until you come home after school, get it?" Kori just nodded, she was a bit scared. Komi slammed the door shut in front of her face and she slowly walked down stairs, feeling how her eyes started to water.

I'm not going to cry! She told her self. I'm not going to cry! But in that very second, one single tear fell down her cheek.

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11: 32 am:

Gar glanced at his partners for the new geography project. On of them, was Rachel Roth. He had to admit, she seemed a bit, different, or creepy maybe. Her hood covered most of her face, and he really didn't know what to think about her.

The other one was scarier to him, but in a completely different way. He was big and buff, and bald. His name was Victor Stone; he was the football team's quarterback. Right now, he was sitting with his head in his hands, kind of looking like he had a head ache.

The three of them was sitting around a table, waiting for one of the other two to say something. Finally Rachel spoke.

"Let's do it like this" She began. "We'll each write something about the country and then put it together, no problems and basically no talking" Vic and Gar just looked at her.

"Isn't this supposed to be a group project?" Gar asked.

"I'm not much of a group person" Rachel replied and Gar didn't find that so surprising. He wondered what she looked like under that hood, she probably had lots of mascara and black eyeliner, like many other Goth's. He wondered if he'd ever find out.

"What do you say Victor?" She suddenly asked with her stern tone.

"I just wanna get this over with" Victor answered. "I have other things to do" Right then, Gar remembered something he'd heard.

"Yeah, I heard you almost blew up the science lab!" He said and Victor glared at him. Suddenly, he was smacked in the head by Rachel.

"What was that for?" He asked and placed a hand on his aching head.

"Do you really need to ask?" She asked and Gar foiled his arms on the desk before leaning his head on them, looking away from both her and Vic and towards the board where the teacher was writing down which country each group was assigned.

Stupid Rae! He thought and suddenly, he felt like he just had to try calling her that.

"Is it okay if I call you Rae?" He asked and looked at her for one second, before receiving another smack in the head from her. He placed his head on his arms again and quietly cursed under his breath.

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1:55

Victor slammed his locker shut and headed towards his next class, P.E. He started to think about the geography project and realized that he had to get to the library and do some research on the exiting country of Sweden!

He still couldn't get the scene of how Rachel had smacked Gar in the head after he called her Rae. She seemed to be a bit different, if you put it that way. Very quiet, the type who mostly kept to her self.

Gar on the other hand was her opposite. He was the class clown, even more since he coloured his hair green! Victor wondered what kind of team the three of them would make? How in the world could they ever work together?

"Hey, wait up!" A familiar voice shouted and he turned around to see Karen Beecher running towards him. He stopped walking so that she could catch up with him.

"What's up Sparky?" She asked when she reached him.

"Sparky?" He asked with an annoyed tone.

"You mad sparks fly from out chemistry assignment" Karen answered. "You do the math"

"Ha, ha. Very funny Bee" Victor answered sarcastically and she looked at him.

"You called me Bee" She said.

"So? What?" Victor asked.

"You never done that before, no matter how many times I told you to" She answered and he smiled at her.

"Tell you what" He began. "If you never call me Sparky again, not in private, and absolutely not in public, I'll call you Bee" Karen thought for a moment.

"I'll think about it" She said. "See you in detention Sparky!" Then she ran off. Victor stopped. He'd forgotten about detention! He and Karen had gotten three days detention thanks to the little accident. Yesterday it hadn't been a problem for him because his parents didn't get home until late, but today they wanted to see him in the lab! Oh, this was NOT good.

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3: 05 pm:

Dick leaned his back against the locker and tilted his head back; hitting it in the locker's cold, hard surface. It hurt a bit, but it was worth it. He had to apologize to Kori, no matter what.

Yesterday he'd let his angry feelings towards Bruce go out on her. It had taken him almost the entire day, but he'd finally found out which locker that was hers. He looked around and suddenly saw Kori coming around the corner. She was alone. As soon as her eyes lay on him, she quickly turned around and Dick quickly reacted.

"Kori, wait!" He called and ran after her. He reached her, but she just continued walking. "Please Kori, say something to me!" He begged, following her. "I didn't mean to act the way I did against you yesterday, I was mad about something else and let my feeling go out on you!"

Finally Kori stopped. "Save your excuses" She answered. Without even looking at him, and then continued down the hall, quicker steps this time.

"Kori!" He called after her. "You still have to leave your books!" He didn't know she'd heard him or not, just that she was getting further and further away.

Great! He thought. She won't even listen to me! He buried his hands deep in the pockets of his jeans and let his head hang low as he turned around and walked towards the closets exit. The day was over, and she was still mad at him.

"Richie-poo!" A loud voice suddenly shouted from behind him and he froze. Anyone but her! He slowly turned around to see Katrina Moth, or Kitten as she wanted to be called, coming against him. She was wearing a way to tight, pink tube top and a pair of tight fitting jeans. Her blond hair lay perfectly in place and reached to her bony shoulders.

"I can't talk right now Katrina" He said and she looked at him seductively.

"I've told you to call me Kitten" She replied in a purring voice.

"Right" Dick mumbled. "Like I said, Kitten, I can't talk right now"

"But I just wanted to invite you to my party this Friday!" Kitten answered. "Please Richie-poo"

"I'll get back to you on that one, okay?" Dick replied, spun around and hurried down the hall, away from her.

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5:17 pm:

Lonelywolf: So, how was your day?

Rachel smiled to herself, she'd just started logged in on IM and already she got a message from Lonelywolf.

Raven: Weird, I got some new project partners, and I don't think it will work out.

Lonelywolf: I know what you're going through; I got some project partners today too, and one of them is like my complete opposite.

Raven: Like what? Does he/she wear her clothes the wrong way with shoes on his/her hands?

Lonelywolf: Hey, I didn't know you did funny!

Raven: I don't

Lonelywolf: Really?

Raven: Really.

Lonelywolf: You know, you never told me your secret.

"Rachel!" A voice suddenly yelled. "I need to see you for a moment!" Rachel started to feel worried. She quickly typed a message to Lonelywolf.

Raven: Something's come up, bye.

Raven has logged of.

Rachel walked up to her door and carefully opened it, just to be slapped in the face, hard. She moved a hand to the spot where her father's hand had hit her.

"That'll teach you to open your door when I tell you to!" He shouted. Rachel swallowed. She knew there was more to come.

In this chapter, there were more different times in a day, which is the reason for that this chapter wasn't a part 1. I didn't want much more to happen in one day. If you wonder, I'm focusing on Raven's "relationship" with Lonelywolf when it's her part of the chapter. I want them to connect.

If there's anything you would like to read, then just review and tell me.