Fangirl: So how goes it?
Storm: Same old, same old. Read a book, wrote a chapter, stole candy from your room. The usual.
Fangirl: What? You stole my candy? You beast! No wonder some is missing!
Storm: (rolls eyes) No duh, and actually I'm not the beast in this chapter. Beastboy is.
Fangirl: Oh no, what does he do?
Storm: You mean what did I make him do.
Fangirl: Whatever, what does he do.
Storm: Well why don't you read it like everyone else and find out. We own nothing.
Fangirl: (slumps shoulders and pouts) Fine….Enjoy the chapter.
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Hotspot and Herald sat lazily in their beds, talking quietly of their parents. Hotspot sighed and placed his hands behind his head, tiredness starting to overtake him.
"You ok?" Herald asked, walking over to the closet and changing. Hotspot nodded towards him, walking over and locking the room door.
"Yea, I'm just wondering is all." Hotspot threw himself in the bed, not bothering to pull the covers over his body. When you're a human torch, who needs blankets? Herald gave him a look that indicated for him to continue as he sat down in his bed. "The dance tomorrow night? I don't know if I'm going to ask anyone. I'll probably just go solo this time. What about you?" Herald rolled his eyes at his older brother.
"I'm not going, remember, the band tryouts are tomorrow night too." Herald pulled the covers over himself and clicked the lamp on his side of the room.
"That was dumb. Who puts the night of band tryouts and the first dance of the year on the same day?" Hotspot's light clicked off as well, but he could still make out some of the lighter shapes in the room. Unlike the girl's rooms which were either pink or purple, the boy's rooms were red or brown. They got the brown room which was fine with them. It meant anything spilled on the floor would be hard to detect.
"The Council does. How has your English project with the Bee going? I heard that she picked you over Cyborg, man." Herald propped his head up using the pillow and his hand, eyeing Hotspot for confirmation.
"Nah, that's not what happened. Cyborg isn't even in our English class. He has Technology that period. We teamed up because I'm the only one in the class she trusted enough to pull my weight. You know Bee and me are only friends; have been since we were kids, still are now. What about you, how's your Transporting class going?"
"Good. The Martian Man hunter is our teacher; surprisingly there are only two kids in the class."
"Sounds educational. We should get some sleep." Hotspot turned over in his bed and shut his eyes.
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"Yo, Raven, time to get up girl. That is, if you want to get in the shower before the others get down there." Bumblebee called from her side of the room, having already showered and bushed her teeth. Her hair was down in one braid from the night, and she was unwinding it to put her buns back in place. Raven sat up with no trouble, pulling the covers off her legs.
"Good morning," Raven mumbled, pulling herself out of bed. She walked to the closet and pulled her toiletry bag and towel out and pulled out her usual outfit. Since the dorms consisted of a room that held ten showers in the girls and boys bathrooms and not in each individual room. Although each room did have a bathroom with a sink and toliet
"Hey, you didn't scream last night. No nightmares?" Bumblebee inquired, tying up her last puff ball then looking in the mirror to make sure they were straight. Raven shrugged and smiled.
"Yeah, the Silver Sorceress is helping me learn to block out whatever is causing them. It's been a real load off my shoulder." Raven smiled at the memory of her mentor. The Silver Sorceress was the teacher for her Dark Magic class, a white haired red eyed Sorceress with powers equal to Raven, only she had full control over hers.
"That's cool, now that you've figured out how to handle the magic, you just have to tackle your boyfriend." Bumblebee said normally. Raven turned back to look at her.
"What do you mean? There is nothing wrong between me and BeastBoy." Raven frowned at Bumblebee and watched as she stood up and stretched.
"Please girl, everyone can see the strain Beastboy is putting on your sanity. And I've heard from a very exclusive source that a certain water boy is helping you put it back together." Bumblebee winked at her roommate as they walked out the door. Raven followed her out.
"Aqualad? We're just friends. Anyway, what's this exclusive source of yours?" Raven said, opening the door to the showers. Bumblebee was heading down to the lounge to check her email from her family before heading over to get breakfast.
"I'm a spy, girl, personally trained by the world famous Vixen. She started taking interest in me when she saw me in combat class my first year. She's become my mentor ever since. See ya in Science!" Bumblebee called, ignoring Raven's odd look directed at her back.
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Robin and Speedy sat on opposite sides of their shared room. Robin was sitting in his bed, rereading The Way of the Samurai for his English class. Speedy sat on the floor, leaning against his bed, rock music blasting from his head phones.
"Can you turn that down? I'm trying to study." Robin said normally, not taking his eyes off the book. The music continued to blast, and Speedy continued banging his head. Robin sighed. "He can't hear me." Rolling off the bed, Robin shuffled over to his roommate. Crouching down, he pulled one of the ear phones out of Speedy's ear. Speedy spun around and glared at him.
"What? I thought we had an agreement; we don't speak to each other until we both calm down. Obviously, I Am Not Calm!" Speedy snapped and waited to hear Robin's excuse.
"I know, but can you turn that down, I have to study for our Engilsh test? I wish we had gotten Ms. Maxima for English instead of Mr. Steel. We haven't even been in school two days yet, and he's already given us a major assignment. All Ms. Maxima made her kids do was research a book they wanted to read this year." Robin sighed and gave Speedy an appreciative smile when he turned the music down.
"I didn't ask you about whatever drama you have in your life-" Speedy snorted then paused. He gripped the front of Robin's shirt and shook him, panic overtaking his limbs. Robin grabbed his wrist and threw Speedy onto the floor and jumped up.
"What the hell's wrong with you man!" Robin panted, taking a defensive stance.
"What English test?" Speedy cried, tackling his book bag and pulling out a green folder with the word "English" pasted neatly on the top. He flipped through the pages, looking for anything that gave him a hint to what Robin was complaining about. "When is it due? What's it over, oh crap, how much cramming is this going to take?"
"To answer your questions in order. It's due the Monday after the dance. It's over The Way of the Samurai which is over 500 pages long, the report has to be three pages over your views of the book, and the test is fill in the blanks. As for cramming, well you should have been cramming since yesterday for a passing grade, it's too late to get anything higher than a D- now." Robin smirked as he walked out of the room, Speedy sitting on the floor, trying to read the world's most boring autobiography.
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"Beast Boy? Are you in here?" Raven knocked on the wooden door and twisted the handle. It gave, and she slightly pushed it open. Taking a step inside Raven sighed, the room was empty. She pulled her hood over her head as she closed the door behind her. Beast Boy wasn't in the lounge or kitchen, in fact she hadn't seen him since her talk with Aqualad yesterday. She continued down the hall, and passed Kid Flash who was staring at the crest on her and Bumblebee's door.
"Kid Flash, have you seen Beast Boy this morning?" Raven walked up beside him. He continued staring at the crest then his head snapped towards her, and he looked up in thought.
"Yeah actually, he left early this morning, he seemed rather ticked. Well, actually he was furious, but you can probably tell that from the damage he left behind." Kid Flash cocked his head towards the Falcon crest. Raven raised one eye brow before studying the item closely. Her mouth opened slightly from shock. Jagged lines maimed the picture, obviously from the claws of an enraged beast.