AN: So chapter five...it's short and kinda just a filler. it goes into the Rachel/Gar part of the story mostly.

Disclaimer: i dont own Teen Titans or anything else with rights that i mention.

Chapter Five

Thursday

Since I had gotten half the gym decorated last night I had opted to take a day of rest and finish it on Friday…some of the decorations would just look better if they didn't sit in that hollow gym for a day and a half. I had decided to relax…which consisted of drawing some goofy little comic with my friends and me as the main characters; it took place at the costume party last year…the one Rachel came to, read for twenty minutes than left, it included her's and Gar's banter before she left.

I was trying to remember what Gar had said to make Rachel mad when I heard my name being yelled from outside.

"Kori! Hey Kori!" Rachel yelled from outside my window.

I got up, placing my sketchbook and pencil on my bed and climbed down the tree landing in front of Rachel. "What's up?"

"Come on we're going to my favorite costume shop to get costumes for the ball thingy." Rachel stated.

"Uh, Rachel, you don't go to those normally. We pretty much had to drag you there last year…then you left before it got good." I replied, smelling something fishy.

"You decorated this year, so I thought I'd give it a try, you know stay the whole time. Plus Gar asked me to go with him." Rachel confessed.

"AH HA! I knew you liked him!" I yelled.

"Hush." Rachel hissed. "Ok, maybe I like him a little, but he pleaded. Even if I hated his guts with as much passion as I hate cheerleaders I still couldn't have said no…Gar's very convincing." Rachel replied, eyeing me threateningly.

"Um…Rach, I'm not going. I don't have a date. And I can't go with Richard seeing as he's so happily in love with Komi." I confessed.

"Just go with Victor." Rachel stated like I was dumb.

"He's going with Karen."

"Oh…sorry." Rachel said sadly. "But you're still going with me." She concluded without pity.

"Fine, let me go turn my lights out." I caved.

Mere minutes later we were on our way to Main Street, chatting about what Rachel wanted to dress up as and what would look the best on her. I ruled out the playboy bunny thing when she gave me the evilest look I'd ever seen her give anybody. I laughed and told her I was joking, she didn't want to end up in the same costume as Komi, that would be an atrocity. I actually got her to crack a smile at that comment.

Later that night

Rachel ended up getting this elegant, gothic Mid-Evil inspired dress. It reached the floor and had a sort of train in the back; I only hoped Gar wouldn't step on it too much. It was a beautiful dark navy with silver accents. The skirt of the dress opened in the front showing the silvery silk material under the top layer and had diamond shaped cuts along the bodice showing the silver underneath. The sleeves were pretty much one piece of fabric each cut in half and connected at the shoulders and wrists, letting Rachel's pale arms show through. The neckline was a low sweetheart neckline and the navy accented Rachel's pale skin and elegant collarbones.

All in all, Rachel would be the belle of the ball, well more correctly the gothic belle of the ball, but the belle of the ball none the less. And she was going to be even more gorgeous with the mask we found. It was a black lacy thing with dark blue, almost matching stones and silver feathers. We really got lucky, it was the only thing that would match and we had to search, and I mean search hard, to find it.

I knew a little about Mid-Evil dress, but I knew enough to know something was missing. With intricate dresses like that, the maiden would wear a head piece. I decided to take artistic liberty and make one for Rachel, as a kind of 'thank you' gift. I ran to my mother's sowing room and searched for anything black and lacy. I found a suitable amount of plain black and black lace. I grabbed it along with an old hair clip, scissors, thread-n-needle and glue then headed to my room. At around two in the morning I decided that I had done as much as I could and it was pretty much done, some finishing touches tomorrow when I was fully awake would have to be made…but at that moment it was done in my book. I fell asleep less than five minutes later, after crashing in my bed, clothes still on.

AN: Please review on this very short chapter, brownie if you do!!