Fingerprints

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I wanna break the mold,
I wanna break the stereotype
Fist in the air
I'm not going down with out a fight

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"Lucky." His voice whispered in my ear, husky and warm, tickling me in an enjoyable way. His arms were strong as they held me, and I could feel his heart beat as fast as mine…

"Jinx?"

I shot up in bed, looking around wildly. Argent stood in the doorway, smirking at me. I looked at her, lost, confused, and wild with lack of sleep.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," she said. "You might want to hurry and get dressed—Robin called a meeting, and he said everyone has to be there in ten minutes." With that, she left me alone, with news of a meeting and the memory of a dream. That was…a dream?

A dream that should never be in my head.

It's horrible. A bad idea. Too, too terrible to even think about…

"JINX! MEETING, TEN MINUTES!" shouted a voice outside, banging on my door. I think it was Beast Boy, but I'm not certain.

"I heard," I called back wryly. It was too much to think about now. I hurried out of bed, and dragged a brush through my hair, before dressing as fast as I could and almost falling out my door. I stood quickly and ran out. I paused outside the door when I heard my name.

"I don't understand why you had Argent invite Jinx to the meeting," said Robin angrily.

"Why not? She's basically a Titan right now!" said Wally's voice defensively. I didn't know if I wanted to hear any of this. I could almost hear his eyes narrow. "You let her stay here, and she gets along fine with Starfire and Cyborg and Beast Boy and Argent and Killowat!"

"She doesn't get along well with Raven," said Robin coolly.

"Nobody gets along well with Raven!" protested Wally. "She's not exactly a very good welcome committee."

"Look, Wally, I know you think she's—changed—but I don't know if I trust that," Robin said in a forced calm.

"Hey, that's—"

"Hear me out, okay? Before interrupting. Sure—she helped us fight the Brain," admitted Robin. "But I have to look out for the good of my team. Including you. I'm looking out for you. I know what you think of her—but how can I, as a leader, be positive that it won't turn out like a Terra betrayal?"

"Because you have to have faith," insisted Wally defensively. In my defense. I stood there, rooted at the spot, listening to Robin scorn me, and Wally defend me. I was torn between being angry beyond belief and grateful for Wally. So I stood there—numb. "You have to trust in the people you stay with, and you have to trust that I know what I'm talking about—what Argent is talking about—and Killowat!"

They all like me. They all defended me. I felt happiness—in a way. But I felt so angry. So torn.

"Wally. We've been friends for a long time, I know. But Jinx has been my enemy for a good long time," said Robin coldly.

"Fine," said Wally. "Whatever. I'm leaving." The doors opened, and I couldn't move. Wally stared at me, and Robin could see me there as well. I turned and fled. Robin couldn't see my tears. I refused to let him see my tears.

They didn't trust me. I would have to leave. Go somewhere. I had no idea where. Anywhere but here. My door opened, and I turned away.

"Come here," a voice said. I looked up and saw Argent—one of my best friends here—and let loose. She stroked my hair comfortingly, and I sobbed into her uniform. It had been a few weeks since I moved in. I thought that they had accepted me.

"Don't listen to them," said Argent.

"Don't let them get to you," added another voice. I looked up with bloodshot eyes and saw Killowat and Wally standing in the doorway.

"If you leave," warned Wally, "you're going to have a tagalong crew."

"No," I said, wiping my eyes, embarrassed. "You guys stay. I'll just—"

Wally raised an eyebrow at me. "Where are you going to do, Jenn?" he asked, looking straight into my eyes. That hit me hard. He called me Jenn.

I looked at him pathetically, and gave up. I fell into his arms, and held tight to him.

"You're not going to have to do this alone," said Wally, in my ear, for me alone. It made me feel stronger with friends by my side.

I nodded. Sometimes, it was better to give up. But other times…Anger flew through me as I thought of Robin's words. I don't know if I trust that. He didn't trust me. I wasn't good enough for him. He didn't know the first thing about me. I was just a villain to him. Not a person—not a friend. Just a villain, who he would always have to work against.

"He doesn't see the real you," said Killowat, in his calming voice.

I smiled through my tears. They were all on my side. "Thanks, guys," I said, wiping my eyes. "Thank you so much."

"It's nothing at all," said Argent. "Jinx—you are our friend. So don't try and act like we shouldn't care about you."

Sometimes, I want to slap that girl. But other times—like right now, I really want to hug her until she loses consciousness. It's a love/hate relationship.

It took some time for me to coax everyone out of my room. They'd skipped Robin's mandatory meeting to help me, and now they could go find out what it was about. I almost had to force them all out.

And then my boomerang came back. If that makes any sense. I hope you get the metaphorical meaning. Wally was back before I could close the door on Argent's back. I didn't know how to feel at the moment, even with him there.

"I'm sorry," he said simply.

"I know. Th—" I paused. "Thank you. I heard you defending me."

"I wish you didn't have to," sighed Wally. "I thought everything was okay. I thought they accepted you…"

He was voicing my thoughts. He knew me way too well. I told him so, and he smiled wryly.

"Thank you," I repeated.

"You already said that," Wally said with a small smile.

"No. Thank you for saving me," I said. Something—some weird, other-worldly, Godly power compelled me to say that. And hey—who am I to resist God? I was tired of running. I was tired of running from my emotions.

I guess that's what a good long cry will do to a person. You really start to see clearly when you have your friends fighting by your side. I leaned back against my bed, closing my eyes. For a little while, I let calm overwhelm me, and wondered nonchalantly why I wasn't more angry. Normally I'd be so incredibly angry.

But that was when I was alone.

I'm not so alone anymore.

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