Chapter Seven
I sprung up, my eyes panicked. "What?" Beast Boy asked numbly again. I pushed the locker room doors open and fast-walk out, my mind in override.
"WHAT?!" Beast Boy said louder and I cringed. I heard him get up clumsily and jog to me. I picked up my pace.
He caught up to me and grabbed my arm. "Dude, what do you mean I don't actually exist?"
We turned a corner and I replied, my voice tight with stress, "I don't want to talk about it."
"This cannot be happening," I thought, my mind in a daze. A million emotions rush though me. Relief, panic, giddiness,horror. It was like two voices screaming in my head at once.
"No, seriously, Riley, what-"
"I already told you, I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT," I cut in, my voice wavering. We went down a flight of stairs and people gave us strange looks. I led him away to a secluded area, if we are going to talk, it can't be in public.
"B, let go of my arm," I hissed at him. Now it's HIS turn for his eyes to widen.
"How do you know my nickname?" He asked, his eyes round.
I mentally curse and said halfheartedly,"I- I don't want to-" He slammed me into a wall, not hard, but just enough to jar me.
"I'm done with this bullshit Riley," he growled and I cringe at his use of swears. This Beast Boy is a lot tougher than the one I've known. Or knew.
"How do you know who I am?" he pleaded, his demeanor changing. Instead of the beast, I finally get to see the boy.
"I've know you my whole life," I stated simply.
He groaned and said," What do you mean though?!" I bit my lip and thought for a second.
"Actually, to be more specific, I've known you since I was four, hmm, maybe five," I replied. That was when I first started watch Teen Titans so that seemed right.
Beast Boy gave me a long, hard look and said, "What do you mean you've known me since you were four? I met you yesterday."
"Actually we 'met' Sunday." When he didn't respond I asked him confused, "Wait, that was you right?" He hesitated and then briskly, "I'll explain later."
He let me go and this time, I was the one trying to catch up with him.
"Garfield, wait!" I called out. He kept walk as if he didn't hear me. "Garfield! Gar! Beastboy!" I hissed out. He spun around and exclaimed sounding mad, "Dude! Don't blow my cover!"
I rolled my eyes. Sheesh this kid was clueless. I looked at him and said a bit harshly, "Not to burst your bubble, but no one cares THAT YOU, GARFIELD LOGAN, ARE BEAST BOY!" I screamed out the last part and he looked around frantically with wide eyes. People just rolled their eyes and and ignored us, they probably thought we're crazy. He looked stunned, in Jump City if you said something like that, everyone would freak. But not here, not in the real world.
We walked through the hallways and he said urgently, "Uhh, Riley? Why isn't anyone- you know- freaking out?" God, how was I going to answer that?
"Well," I started slowly, "You...you, um, you aren't considered 'real' here." Ugh Jesus Christ, I probably was fucking up big time; I'm pretty sure you're by suppose to tell someone they don't exists. Yikes. But what was suppose to say?
Before he could say something I ventured out on a limb and said cautiously, "Is the rest of the, um Teen Titans with here?" He gave me a look and said, "Yes... Why?"
I gave a excited little shriek before I could stop myself. He raised his brow and I grinned sheepishly.
"Sorry B, but this is SOO cool. You probably get that a lot but you guys are seriously amazing and-" I feigned a cough in embarrassment and then replied in a more serious tone, "Can you all meet me after the game tonight before I go home? You can all wear disguises. I don't know how you're not green right now, but what ever you did, you can do that to Starfire too. Raven could wear a hat to hid her gem-thingy and Robin could wear glasses to 'conceal his true identity' or whatever. Cyborg... Um that'd be hard but maybe a huge sweater and fake hair. God I don't know... Err why are you staring at me like that?"
Beast Boy closed his gaping mouth. He rubbed his neck with his hand sheepishly and said, "Sorry, this 'all knowing' vibe you got going on is kinda hard to get use to. But yeah, we can talk to you. "
I blushed, but on the inside I was elated. I was finally going to meet the Teen Titans.
The homeroom bell rung and I cursed. "See you... Garfield," I said backing away. I smiled and with that, I was off to homeroom.
I showed up in homeroom without a minute to spare. I slinked into my seat as the bell rung. Sam raised her eyebrow. Her earbud were firmly in her ear. I pulled one out and said softly, "Hey, I gotta talk to you."
"Hmm?" she said, turning down her volume.
"Sam, I'm not crazy. He's real!" I grinned widely and she gave me a dubious look. She knew exactly who I was talking about.
"You're nuts. Nuts and volts, seriously."
"I can prove it," I said firmly.
"Oh? How?" she questioned.
"After the game, follow me." I smiled. Today is a good day.
