Hello readers…. I'm SO SORRY! I've been so busy… I got Confirmed on the 28th, and then school and family problems… not to mention boy problems.. ;] haha but I will be hoping to get more chapters done during spring break, and HOPING that this writers block will leave me alone! Anyway here's chapter 7! Love you guys!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TEEN TITANS OR MARCH MADNESS, OR AT&T AND ANYTHING ELSE LIKE POP-TARTS :]
Starting the day was no big deal, sporting some more sweatpants and a long sleeved Gotham Knights T; I participated in the daily Pop-Tart debacle… but it wasn't all that fun when you basically started out in the kitchen because you were sleeping on the couch since your room was trashed, and profanities were written on your pale blue walls…
Upside? March Madness all night long! I had every game DVR'd, and with the fam happily sleeping upstairs, I got to watch Butler and UCONN tear it up… The final game was a let down to me… Butler should've totally beat UCONN…. I love Matt Howard. Dad hired a cleaning crew to save whatever remnants of my room they could, and he chewed out my sorry excuse of a sister got chewed and thrown out of the house… But knowing Koma, I might have to go into the Witness Protection Program or something…. But let's just hope I don't know her AT ALL, and she doesn't seek revenge.
We were running late for school this morning… some brother who shall not be named forgot to set his alarm, and now we were racing against the clock.
"RYAN! I'm so going to kill you if you do this again tomorrow!" I yell as we are sprinting down the long hallways of school.
"I know! I know! But I wanted to watch Sports Center!" He whined.
"Seriously Ry, do you need some cheese with that whine BIG brother?" I roll my eyes at him. He just sticks out his tongue and turns down the hallway that leads to his locker with a quick goodbye. I kept running 'til I reached my locker, but stopped before I ran into someone.
"Kori!" I looked around in the general direction of the sound of my name, and turned to see Richard next to Vic, both conveniently blocking my locker.
"Oh…! Ah hi Richard," I say smiling, "Hi Vic."
"Well hey there little lady, Rich, Kor I should pry get my stuff and head of to Lit class. See ya'll later!" Vic boomed walking away. After a few moments of silence, Richard asked,
"So I uh… guess we're locker neighbors?"
"Oh yeah… I guess so." I smile as it dawns on me, and I reach for my lock to open it and dump my back pack and sweat shirt for my science books.
"So Kor," he says reaching into his locker, "whatda'ya say if I take you to Wayne Enterprises after school so your dad won't have to pick you up, and maybe we could stop and get some ice cream or something?... We can hit the court too." He asks smiling a million dollar smile that I bet could woo any girl… cause it was kinda workin' on me. I smiled at him and thought it over.
"Sure why not? I just have to call my dad." I told him enthusiastically. Richard reached into his pocket, turned down the hall and gestured for me to follow him. I followed as if I were under a spell…
He pulled out his iPhone while we were en route to science class and said, "I can just text Bruce and have him tell your dad."
"Wait… you and BRUCE text?"
"Yeah…?"
"AWESOME!" I exclaimed in disbelief… my dad doesn't even know how to call someone let alone text… that was so cool!
"Ohhhhkay… I guess so…" he says chuckling as we sat down in our lab seats. I silently prayed to God that the day would fly by so we could get out of here…
By the time 7th hour came along, Richard and I were antsy for the school day to be done, we were sitting side by side bouncing up and down in our seats like little kids on a sugar buzz. This in turn drew the attention of the entire class, earning me a dirty glare from EVERY girl, especially Babs. She's got this ever present frown that's really troubling.
OHH!... Songwriting gold right there! Better write that down. I thought.
Lit class kinda seemed to drag on for the 50 minutes we had it, it could've been for the dirty glares, or the longing looks from all the guys… yes even Richard. Or even just the fact that when you want something to end… It takes FOREVER! I just wanted to get out of here, all this staring was making me feel really awkward… I need to write a song… I was contemplating on whether or not to ask Richard if we could stop by and grab my guitar when the bell rang. We jumped up, grabbed our books and basically sprinted to our lockers in haste to get out of here.
"You ready to go Kor?" Richard asked me as I shut my locker door and stuffed a couple of books into my bag.
"Yup," I smile at him.
"KORI! Kori! Wait for me! It's your favoritist big brother EVER!" I stopped dead in my tracks…. RYAN! I forgot about Ryan, my big brother! Richard eyed me smirking.
"Ryan…" I said cautiously, " I thought your friends were taking you home?"
"Uh…. Yeah… I did too, but guess not." He says, right away I can tell he knows exactly what's going on… "So I'm with you and Dad!"
Oh crap…
"Uhmm… yeah Ry, Dad isn't coming to get me or… us I guess? Richard was going to give me a ride… so you'll just have to find your own ride home!" I told him. He looked at me incredulously, then looked Richard up and down, sizing him up I would guess. Richard gave me the stranded puppy look, and he lent down to whisper in my ear.
"Can't we just give him a ride Kor?" He stood back up looking at me pointedly. Ryan narrowed his eyes and I inwardly smiled… time to freak him out a bit. I stood on my tip toes and heard Ryan's sharp intake of breath.
"I guess so… but we can just drop him off my house right?" I whispered sweetly to Richard. A hypnotized look came over his face and he nodded.
He smiles at Ryan saying, "Yeah Ry, I can give you a ride." We started to walk out into the parking lot, when Dick pulled out a Gotham Knights key chain thing with his keys on it. He hit the unlock button which caused a black Chevy Camaro to beep signaling that it was open.
Stopping simultaneously, Ryan and I ask in dumbfounded union, "This is your CAR?"
"Uhm… yeah…" Richard says awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.
"Sorry Dick… it's just that we don't have our cars yet so our wow factor comes on pretty easily." Ryan says.
Richard just laughs saying, "Alright just hop in."
"SHOTGUN!" They both stop and turn to look at me, "What? I wanna sit in front." I say innocently. Richard chuckles at my antics and shakes his head smiling… I couldn't wait to drop Ryan off.
I hop in the car, set my stuff on the floor, and reach for the radio. I didn't even have to turn it to the local rap station… it was already on. I pump up the volume and sit back in my seat. Richard looks at me inquisitively.
"This is the kind of music you listen to?"
"Some of the time," I tell him smiling, "What about you?"
"Some of the time, half the stuff I listen to can't be played on the radio." Making a tsk tsk noise, I reached into my back pack hoping to grab my iPod touch and hook it up to his adapter when the car stopped outside my house.
Ryan started to get out of the car, and I told Richard I'd be right back and hopped out of the car with my house key ready. In my haste I didn't even shut the passenger door, I just got out shoved Ryan out of the way, and made a break for it. He grabbed my arm and twisted me back, but I just stepped on his foot so he let go, and ran up the stairs. Once he made it up to stairs he grabbed my waist and tried to pull be back, but I had handle, and used my other arm to taser him. He let me go screaming… he was so ticklish… I put my key in the door and turn the lock as he tasered me, I let go laughing, but pushed to door open and began to step through. I was stopped short when I felt two hands shove me back. I fell down the steps and onto the cement walkway. I looked up just as low and behold none other than Koma stood over me with a deranged look in her eyes.
"You little bitch!" She screamed at me. I took a deep breath, but it didn't help that panicking feeling in my tummy. It's not like I don't know self defense, but to use it on my sister? I stood up and backed away from her, no matter how evil she was… I couldn't hurt her, no matter how much she hurt me. She lunged at me as I backed up into the front yard, at least there was something soft to land on. She kept screaming how much she hated me. She threw me down the to ground kicking and scratching, alright… now that was the last straw. I threw a punch at her, as I felt my hand connect with her cheek, she stopped, holding her jaw.
"Kori!" I heard Richard's voice call. Koma was straddling me, getting ready to throw a punch back, or maybe a bitch slap I couldn't tell.
"Koma get off her!" Dad's voice boomed. I threw Koma off me before she could throw the punch, and sat up looking around. I saw Dad getting out of a limo…
Limo…? Since when did he get here though?
Bruce stepped out next and slammed the door. Koma looked at them in sheer terror, but turned to me with a look of pure rage. I scooted back a few feet, Koma stood up, as if she were going to come at me again. I faltered, stood up.
"Koma go now before we press charges!" Koma looked at me, I took that chance, faked right and went left, running over to Richard hoping to hide behind him. Richard envelopes in a hug, and I bury my face in his chest. Only Koma can get a reaction like this out of me, I look back at her and her rage fueled tangent.
"This won't be the last time you see me sister dear," she sneers, "And don't think your little boy toy can protect you." With her spiteful comment finished, she turned on her heel sharply, and stalked off to her Mercedes. I hug Richard tighter, hoping to stop myself from shaking, or crying.
Richard bent down to kiss the top of my head and tightened his grip on me asking, "Kor, are you alright?"
I unwrap one of my arms and push my hair out of my face, trying to control my voice so it would shake saying, "j-just f-f-fine." EPIC FAIL on the control Kor… way to go!
I lean back against Richard as Dad just shakes his head and pinches the bridge of his nose in hopes to control his temper. He, Bruce, and Ryan all walk over to us.
"Kori," Dad says worriedly, "are you okay?"
"I'm fine Dad, don't worry about me." I said, gently letting go of Richard, he tried to reach for my hand, but I shied away from them and ran into the house. I intended to get my guitar, and started to run up the stairs towards my trashed room, hoping she hadn't touched my guitar.
When I reached the door, I noted the soft footfalls coming up behind me. I stepped into my room and tried to shut the door, but the person stuck their foot in the door to stop it.
"Kor, just let me in."