I know, I know, I haven't updated in two whole months! And I'm sorry but I've had quite a bit of homework (Groan). Oh, I almost forgot, To the anonymous reviewer (and kind of everyone else):

What are some flaws I could give Meredith?

I'm working on longer chapters! See, look at this one!

To just the anonymous reviewer:

When you review someone's story, please be constructive. If you don't like someone's work, either tell the author what they can do to improve their story (and POLITELY/ CONSIDERATELY, remember this is another person you are writing to, not a machine), or don't review at all.

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for... a disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice, and I haven't got anything clever to say to go with my disclaimer.

Chapter 10

BEEP. BEEP. BEEEEP. My alarm sounded and I rolled out of bed, quite literally actually. I hit the ground rather hard.

"Come on, Mer-Mer! Rise and shine! The sun is shining, it's a beautiful day!" Tara had run, screeching, in to my room.

I grumbled, "It's five in the morning, the sun isn't even up. And do you ever knock?"

Oblivious as all ways, Tara threw my uniform at me, "Put it on! Put it on!" I felt a headache coming on already, just great. Now how could I get her out?

"Fine, but get out. I need my privacy." I yelled.

Tara sighed, "Hurry! I want to see how cute it is on you."

"Yeah, Yeah" I muttered as I pushed her out the door. I quickly slipped out of my pajamas and into the uniform. I looked in the mirror, and internally groaned. The white blouse hung from my shoulders. The plaid skirt required quite a bit of in-taking at the waist and my shoes were much too wide (not surprising for a girl with a size five foot, and a small, narrow five at that). Fortunately for me, my socks fit nicely. I was certainly going to make an interesting impression.

"It's perfect!" Tara gushed. "You look like the classic school girl!"

Meanwhile, I was thinking, "Now, how big will the blisters on my feet be by the end of today?"

A Few Minutes Later:

"Ok, everyone let's go, go, go!" My father shouted as we all piled into our car. My mother handed me a mug of tea, at least something was turning out good this morning.

We pulled out of our drive way and my dad turned on the news radio.

"Awww, man! Can we please change the channel?" my little sister whined.

"Shhhhhh," both my father and myself enjoy our morning news.

The cheery reporter continued her breaking news spiel. "And today the Cadmus labs facility reopens after the fire last week"

Cadmus? I remember that name, then again, I remember a lot of things. Cadmus… Cadmus…

Images and sounds appeared in my head, pictures, articles, conversations, etc. In summary:

Cadmus~ or Kadmos, mythological prince of Phoenicia, created army of dragon men (which turned on each other), founder of Thebes

A.K.A wrong Cadmus

Cadmus~ genetics lab in Washington D.C, founded by Lex Luthor

A.K.A right Cadmus and NOT GOOD, not good at all

Great, now I really had a headache.

"Just now, we have received word that the body of Selena Gonzalez, CEO of Farano Enterprises was found in her apartment this morning. Authorities suspect foul play was involved."

I sighed, more death and destruction, as always.

One Hour later:

"We're here!" Tara sang out.

I looked out the window where an imposing building; a tall spire towered over our suddenly insignificant vehicle, the brick walls looked so tall, they seemed to be leaning towards us, like a giant claw intent on smothering us in its grasp. I felt a little like locking the door and hiding under my seat. Instead, I took a deep breath and stepped out into the warm sunrise air.

"Ahhh, you must be the Falan family!" exclaimed a woman in a formal business suit. "We are so pleased to be teaching your daughter this year. But you do know that we don't require students to arrive until nine?" My family had, naturally, arrived at a quarter past six.

My mother returned the woman's smile, "We are indeed! And you must be Headmistress Riston! Admissions told us so much about you!"

"And I of you," The headmistress turned to me, "and you must be Meredith. Are you excited about starting a new school?"

"I can't wait," I said with a grin, careful to hide the sarcasam in my words.

"Wonderful, wonderful, let's get you settled in!" Mrs. Riston, "Turned back to my parents "If you all will follow me, I'll show you the way to Meredith's dorm."

I picked up my bags and turned to follow. When we stepped through the large oak doors (after all, all good large wooden doors are made of oak), I had to pause to take a breath. We had entered a massive entrance hall, complete with a grand staircase that would put even The RMS Titanic to shame. The entire room was decorated with rich shades of gold, polished wood and a deep, dark red. As we proceeded up the staircase, I tread very lightly, not wanting to rumple the rug dyed to the same rich red shade.

As, we walked, the headmistress provided commentary for the rooms, paintings, etc. that we passed, "Over there you'll find our state of the art science labs… to your left you'll see some of the early work of one of our finest art students," until we came to a door with a plaque that read "Girls' Dorms". "Ah-ha! Here we are!" Mrs. Riston opened the door to reveal a long corridor that looked fairly newer than the rest of the school. "The dorms are located in the newer wings of the school, as well as the gym and fine arts classrooms," she explained as our group continued down the hallway. We climbed a flight of stairs and came to a halt in front of a door marked "12". Headmistress Riston pushed open the door to reveal a room with four beds against one large wall, a window one of the other walls so large it threatened to be the wall, and on the wall parallel to the window was imbedded four small closets, plus one door, which the headmistress said led to a bathroom.

"Well, I guess this is good bye for now," my mother said quietly, "We'll miss you a lot."

"I'll miss you too, Mom."

"Be safe sweetheart," my dad lectured.

I ran over to give them a hug "I love you." And I meant it too. I may have been furious with my parents, but I wasn't going to get to see them for months, and they did think they were doing what was best for me.

"We love you too, and we'll see you again before you know it." And just like that, I was alone at my new school.

The headmistress turned back to me, and handed me a thin stack of paper, "Here are your schedules, the one on the top is for today. You have about two hours before the school assembly to get settled and explore a bit."

I took the schedules, "Thank you." I replied.

"Not at all," Mrs. Riston turned to leave, "I'll leave you to get settled."

The door closed and I turned to my room for the next few months. "Which bed is mine? Can I just pick one?" I looked at the four beds and dragged my luggage to the bed in the corner by the window. I'm a bit paranoid (and a little cynical), you see, I don't like to turn my back on doors or groups of people. I prefer to have my back to a corner, two less sides for me to worry about. I set my bags at the foot of my bed of choice and slightly touched the soft, silky comforter. "No way my family could have sent me here if not for that scholarship," I thought, not that my family was poor, mind you, but we weren't exactly bursting with money. I suppose "middle-class" is a good term.

I proceeded to unpack my bags, and was glad to find hangers in the closet across from my bed. When I was finished, the closet was nealy divided in two, uniform on one side, other clothes on the other, oh and, shoes on the floor. My settling was complete, time to start exploring.

I decided to start with the bathroom. As I entered, I was again struck by the lavishness of my new surroundings; this bathroom was nicer than the ones at my house. It had a shower/ bath (you know, the sort of bathtub that doubles as a shower), a toilet, an impressive sink on a marble, at least in appearance, counter, and two mirrors, one over the sink and a full length one behind the door. From there, I turned around and set out to explore the rest of the school.

That disclaimer made you think there was going to be a character from the show in this chapter didn't it! But no, not yet. Hope you enjoyed it!