Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. I wish I did though. I do, however, own the blue furry food. (j.k. Keep your pants on Cartoon Network and Kids WB)
A/N: Ok, I got a couple reviews saying that soccer is a bit normal for the heroes. Well...yeah, but they DID play football and volleyball, so why not soccer? Anyway, I got a bunch of great reviews, and I appreciate them. Keep on reviewing, or the clowns will eat you. CLOWNS!! Where!? Get em off! I will answer all reviews at the end of this chapter.
The Titans were silent as they were marched up the stone steps of the High School in a single file line like prisoners. Starfire was looking all around her, her emerald eyes as big as a florgrak's bottom. She had never seen a 'school' before, except for Mad Mod's, and Robin had said this school wasn't like that. Officer Killjoy was at the top of the stairs holding a huge door open. "Hurry up, hurry up," He barked. "I don't have all day you know. There are other little miscreants in this city I need to punish!" Starfire got to the entrance and stopped. She looked behind her at Robin for guidance. He nodded. She took a deep breath and stepped inside the lobby. Starfire heard the door close. She and the Titans were inside a well-lit atrium, with a circulation desk right in the middle. There was a kind-looking old lady at the desk conversing with Officer Killjoy. "-And need to be enrolled here right away." He was saying. The old lady looked over her spectacles at the superheroes gathered in front of her. "Well, well, well. I can take care of them from here, Officer. You may go." Officer Killjoy growled something and left. The old lady stepped from behind the desk and surveyed the newest students of Gotham High. "Now," She said. "I am Mrs. Jones. I am the school secretary and nurse. If you need anything, come to me, understand?" The Titans nodded mutely. Mrs. Jones stared at them for what seemed like an eternity to Starfire. "I could swear I've seen you all from somewhere before." "Yeah," Robin started "We're the- ""Now, where did I put those schedules?" Mrs. Jones cut him off. She rummaged in a compartment behind the desk. "Ah. Here they are." She handed a piece of blue paper to each person. Starfire looked at hers, suddenly glad Robin had taught her to read earth language. The top box said 'Math, Room one, Mr. Pole.' Starfire tapped Mrs. Jones on the shoulder. "Excuse me, but what is this...math?" "Oh, you go in there for that class dear," Mrs. Jones said, pointing to a door marked 'one.' "Have the students in there help you find your other classes." With that, Mrs. Jones turned into a door behind the desk marked 'principal' and disappeared, leaving the Titans alone together in the lobby. Beast Boy looked at his schedule, then at everyone else's. "Man!" He whined, "We don't have any classes with each other." Starfire thought he looked greener than usual. "What do you have right now, Raven?" Starfire asked her. Raven looked at her with her usual emotionless stare. "Gym." *Titans do that anime fall down thing* (A/N. Yeah..fall down thing. Soo creative) Starfire looked to her leader. "Robin?" Robin made a face. "English." Starfire was confused. "I thought you liked the speaking of your native language?" "This isn't speaking Star. It's reading and writing." "Oh. What about you, Beast Boy?" Beast Boy also made a face, similar to Robin's. "Science." Starfire nodded. She was just going to pretend she knew what that was. All the Titans turned to Cyborg. "History," he sighed. Just then Mrs. Jones came out of the principal's office and saw the teens still standing there. "What are you still doing here!" She screeched. "You're already late!" She handed them pink passes. "Get to class!" The titans broke up and walked down the hallway, looking for their respective classes. 'I wonder what this math thing is like,' Starfire wondered as she walked by herself towards room one. 'Perhaps it will not be so hard.' Even with these thoughts, Starfire was uncomfortable with being without her friends so they could explain earth customs to her. She reached room one and pushed open the door. A tall man with a green sweater on turned and stared. "Can I help you?" He said after a minute. "I believe I am supposed to be here to learn...math? I have a ticket." Starfire said, handing him the pass. The teacher took it and read it. "Ah. Very well. A new student. I am Mr. Pole. And you are?" Star blinked. Robin had not told her to use an alias. "I am Starfire." She said. She figured it would be all right if she left out the 'of Tamaran' part. Mr. Pole stared. "Starfire. Hmm. An interesting name. You may take that empty seat near the window," he said, pointing. Starfire nodded and walked to her desk she sat down and folded her hands and tried very hard to listen. It was hard to listen however, because someone was poking her in the back with a pencil. Starfire soon got tired of it. "I wish that you would stop poking me with your wooden stick," Starfire said, turning around in her seat to face the person. Starfire gasped. "What...you...how..." Sitting behind Starfire was the Princess of the Preppies herself. Kitten. (A/N. I had to do it! I couldn't help myself! Besides, I hate preppies.) "Hiya, Red," Kitten whispered rudely. "I'm going to make this your worst nightmare." At this Starfire angrily floated up and started to form a starbolt in her hand. "STARFIRE!" Mr. Pole was yelling her name. Starfire shamefully slid back into her sit. "I am sorry" She said. "I shall behave." She folded her hands again and had the aura of a perfect student, but the whole class she was thinking of how to get Kitten.
Yaaay!!! I made it longer just for you guys. Now, before I go sic my clowns on the preppies, I will answer your reviews.
Tech-freak- Well...they play other sports.
Lioness Goddess's Mom- What are you doing here? Scary.
Raven07- Yay! I'm glad you like it.
Flyingpiggies- Yes. School sucks. So very much. Now the titans have to do it. At least they're not in band...
Sakura of the Ninjitsu- Clowns...you know how you get rid of clowns? Make them sing 'I feel pretty.' Clowns are the worst thing on this planet besides spiders, I agree.
I know a whole bunch of other people reviewed, but the reviews mysteriously disappeared from fanfiction.net, and I kinda deleted them from my E-mail after reading them, so if I missed you, review my next chapter and I'll be sure not to delete them from my E-mail this time.
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. I wish I did though. I do, however, own the blue furry food. (j.k. Keep your pants on Cartoon Network and Kids WB)
A/N: Ok, I got a couple reviews saying that soccer is a bit normal for the heroes. Well...yeah, but they DID play football and volleyball, so why not soccer? Anyway, I got a bunch of great reviews, and I appreciate them. Keep on reviewing, or the clowns will eat you. CLOWNS!! Where!? Get em off! I will answer all reviews at the end of this chapter.
The Titans were silent as they were marched up the stone steps of the High School in a single file line like prisoners. Starfire was looking all around her, her emerald eyes as big as a florgrak's bottom. She had never seen a 'school' before, except for Mad Mod's, and Robin had said this school wasn't like that. Officer Killjoy was at the top of the stairs holding a huge door open. "Hurry up, hurry up," He barked. "I don't have all day you know. There are other little miscreants in this city I need to punish!" Starfire got to the entrance and stopped. She looked behind her at Robin for guidance. He nodded. She took a deep breath and stepped inside the lobby. Starfire heard the door close. She and the Titans were inside a well-lit atrium, with a circulation desk right in the middle. There was a kind-looking old lady at the desk conversing with Officer Killjoy. "-And need to be enrolled here right away." He was saying. The old lady looked over her spectacles at the superheroes gathered in front of her. "Well, well, well. I can take care of them from here, Officer. You may go." Officer Killjoy growled something and left. The old lady stepped from behind the desk and surveyed the newest students of Gotham High. "Now," She said. "I am Mrs. Jones. I am the school secretary and nurse. If you need anything, come to me, understand?" The Titans nodded mutely. Mrs. Jones stared at them for what seemed like an eternity to Starfire. "I could swear I've seen you all from somewhere before." "Yeah," Robin started "We're the- ""Now, where did I put those schedules?" Mrs. Jones cut him off. She rummaged in a compartment behind the desk. "Ah. Here they are." She handed a piece of blue paper to each person. Starfire looked at hers, suddenly glad Robin had taught her to read earth language. The top box said 'Math, Room one, Mr. Pole.' Starfire tapped Mrs. Jones on the shoulder. "Excuse me, but what is this...math?" "Oh, you go in there for that class dear," Mrs. Jones said, pointing to a door marked 'one.' "Have the students in there help you find your other classes." With that, Mrs. Jones turned into a door behind the desk marked 'principal' and disappeared, leaving the Titans alone together in the lobby. Beast Boy looked at his schedule, then at everyone else's. "Man!" He whined, "We don't have any classes with each other." Starfire thought he looked greener than usual. "What do you have right now, Raven?" Starfire asked her. Raven looked at her with her usual emotionless stare. "Gym." *Titans do that anime fall down thing* (A/N. Yeah..fall down thing. Soo creative) Starfire looked to her leader. "Robin?" Robin made a face. "English." Starfire was confused. "I thought you liked the speaking of your native language?" "This isn't speaking Star. It's reading and writing." "Oh. What about you, Beast Boy?" Beast Boy also made a face, similar to Robin's. "Science." Starfire nodded. She was just going to pretend she knew what that was. All the Titans turned to Cyborg. "History," he sighed. Just then Mrs. Jones came out of the principal's office and saw the teens still standing there. "What are you still doing here!" She screeched. "You're already late!" She handed them pink passes. "Get to class!" The titans broke up and walked down the hallway, looking for their respective classes. 'I wonder what this math thing is like,' Starfire wondered as she walked by herself towards room one. 'Perhaps it will not be so hard.' Even with these thoughts, Starfire was uncomfortable with being without her friends so they could explain earth customs to her. She reached room one and pushed open the door. A tall man with a green sweater on turned and stared. "Can I help you?" He said after a minute. "I believe I am supposed to be here to learn...math? I have a ticket." Starfire said, handing him the pass. The teacher took it and read it. "Ah. Very well. A new student. I am Mr. Pole. And you are?" Star blinked. Robin had not told her to use an alias. "I am Starfire." She said. She figured it would be all right if she left out the 'of Tamaran' part. Mr. Pole stared. "Starfire. Hmm. An interesting name. You may take that empty seat near the window," he said, pointing. Starfire nodded and walked to her desk she sat down and folded her hands and tried very hard to listen. It was hard to listen however, because someone was poking her in the back with a pencil. Starfire soon got tired of it. "I wish that you would stop poking me with your wooden stick," Starfire said, turning around in her seat to face the person. Starfire gasped. "What...you...how..." Sitting behind Starfire was the Princess of the Preppies herself. Kitten. (A/N. I had to do it! I couldn't help myself! Besides, I hate preppies.) "Hiya, Red," Kitten whispered rudely. "I'm going to make this your worst nightmare." At this Starfire angrily floated up and started to form a starbolt in her hand. "STARFIRE!" Mr. Pole was yelling her name. Starfire shamefully slid back into her sit. "I am sorry" She said. "I shall behave." She folded her hands again and had the aura of a perfect student, but the whole class she was thinking of how to get Kitten.
Yaaay!!! I made it longer just for you guys. Now, before I go sic my clowns on the preppies, I will answer your reviews.
Tech-freak- Well...they play other sports.
Lioness Goddess's Mom- What are you doing here? Scary.
Raven07- Yay! I'm glad you like it.
Flyingpiggies- Yes. School sucks. So very much. Now the titans have to do it. At least they're not in band...
Sakura of the Ninjitsu- Clowns...you know how you get rid of clowns? Make them sing 'I feel pretty.' Clowns are the worst thing on this planet besides spiders, I agree.
I know a whole bunch of other people reviewed, but the reviews mysteriously disappeared from fanfiction.net, and I kinda deleted them from my E-mail after reading them, so if I missed you, review my next chapter and I'll be sure not to delete them from my E-mail this time.