Chapter 5
Well Teen Titans fans, I'm am back from my wonderful trip to Italy. I promised I would post the first free minute I had, and this is the first free minute I've had in a week! All my teachers are piling on work for the fourth quarter that they didn't get to during the rest of the year. Anyway....you probably want answers to your nice reviews. Heeeere they are!
InuGhost: Thanks, I'm glad you like my story. The volley ball is a battle because for idiot people like me, it is really hard to even hit the ball without jumping up and down and going "ow ow ow!"
Sakura of the Ninjitsu: You are one of my most faithful reviewers. That means a lot to me that you take the time to review every single chapter. I had a great time in Italy, and the food was amazing! drools especially the gelato. Anywho, here's the next chappie, as promised.
StarFireStarBolt: I'm glad you like my story, but I hope I didn't make you break your laptop!
Winged-Raccoon-The-Dragon: Yes, volleyball is indeed one of the evilest evils of this world.
Celestial Star Mali: Of course I'm prejudiced against preppies! They are evil and annoying, and they turn libraries into clothing stores. I have proof. And, you are right about the stereotypical things about Goths, but this is a fictional story, so these things don't really apply.
OK the reviews are done. Now you're all probably wondering about the vote results. STARFIRE WON!! Here are the other results: Cyborg: 2 Starfire: 3 Robin: 1 Beast Boy: 1 Other: 1
Got the results. Good. OK. Let's get down to business!
As soon as the whistle blew, Raven leapt into the air and powerfully smacked the ball into one of the preppie's faces. Undaunted, the blonde tossed the ball back to the Goth, who was serving for Raven's team.
The Goth threw the ball into a powerful serve over the net. The same blonde tried to reach it but couldn't. When it was the other team's turn to serve, the ball went soaring over Raven's head. She wistfully watched it pass, thinking it would be best to save her powers for when she really needed them.
Suddenly the ball went soaring back over to the preppy side of the net. Raven blinked. She never saw it hit the ground, and nobody could jump that high. Unless-
Raven looked up. The Goth girl who had asked for her autograph was floating just slightly above Raven's head. Raven stared. Just then the bell rang and the Goth fell down onto the gym floor. Raven helped her up. The girl looked frightened. "I...I don't know what happened..." She was stammering. "That never happened before. I mean, I could jump high, but I always came down." Raven calmly listened to her. "What's your name?" She asked. The girl looked at her.
"What?"
"What's your name?" Raven repeated.
The girl took a deep breath. "It's Alianne, but everyone who is brave enough to actually talk to me just calls me Aly."
Raven smiled, a rare occurrence for her. "Aly, how would you like to be a super hero?" 'Robin will be happy to know there's one more on our side,' Raven thought.
While Raven was recruiting a new Titan, Starfire was struggling to keep her temper in check. Kitten had been poking her with the pencil for most of the period.
"Would-you-please-STOP!" Starfire said through clenched teeth.
Kitten looked disappointed and stopped, but after a few minutes, started again. Starfire slowly raised her hand.
The teacher looked up from the board. "Yes Starfire?"
"May I please be moved to a seat of less discomfort?" She asked.
The teacher sighed. "I told you the last fifteen times, there are no seats available. I'm sorry." Starfire was about to begin beating her brains out on the wall, but just then a bell rang.
The teacher turned. "There's the lunch bell. You may go."
Seething with anger, Starfire stood and walked to Kitten.
"What are you looking at?" Kitten asked snobbishly.
Starfire just made that weird noise girls make when they're mad, grabbed Kitten by the back of her pink designed sweater, and dragged her out to the hall, ignoring her protests.
Once in the hall, Star found what she was looking for. An open locker. She dragged Kitten to it, shoved her inside, and slammed the door shut. "Perhaps now you will know not to mess with others who are obviously stronger and prettier than you." Star said with a shake of her long red hair.
Leaving Kitten in the locker, Starfire calmed down and walked composedly to lunch where she hoped she could meet up with her team.
Well Teen Titans fans, I'm am back from my wonderful trip to Italy. I promised I would post the first free minute I had, and this is the first free minute I've had in a week! All my teachers are piling on work for the fourth quarter that they didn't get to during the rest of the year. Anyway....you probably want answers to your nice reviews. Heeeere they are!
InuGhost: Thanks, I'm glad you like my story. The volley ball is a battle because for idiot people like me, it is really hard to even hit the ball without jumping up and down and going "ow ow ow!"
Sakura of the Ninjitsu: You are one of my most faithful reviewers. That means a lot to me that you take the time to review every single chapter. I had a great time in Italy, and the food was amazing! drools especially the gelato. Anywho, here's the next chappie, as promised.
StarFireStarBolt: I'm glad you like my story, but I hope I didn't make you break your laptop!
Winged-Raccoon-The-Dragon: Yes, volleyball is indeed one of the evilest evils of this world.
Celestial Star Mali: Of course I'm prejudiced against preppies! They are evil and annoying, and they turn libraries into clothing stores. I have proof. And, you are right about the stereotypical things about Goths, but this is a fictional story, so these things don't really apply.
OK the reviews are done. Now you're all probably wondering about the vote results. STARFIRE WON!! Here are the other results: Cyborg: 2 Starfire: 3 Robin: 1 Beast Boy: 1 Other: 1
Got the results. Good. OK. Let's get down to business!
As soon as the whistle blew, Raven leapt into the air and powerfully smacked the ball into one of the preppie's faces. Undaunted, the blonde tossed the ball back to the Goth, who was serving for Raven's team.
The Goth threw the ball into a powerful serve over the net. The same blonde tried to reach it but couldn't. When it was the other team's turn to serve, the ball went soaring over Raven's head. She wistfully watched it pass, thinking it would be best to save her powers for when she really needed them.
Suddenly the ball went soaring back over to the preppy side of the net. Raven blinked. She never saw it hit the ground, and nobody could jump that high. Unless-
Raven looked up. The Goth girl who had asked for her autograph was floating just slightly above Raven's head. Raven stared. Just then the bell rang and the Goth fell down onto the gym floor. Raven helped her up. The girl looked frightened. "I...I don't know what happened..." She was stammering. "That never happened before. I mean, I could jump high, but I always came down." Raven calmly listened to her. "What's your name?" She asked. The girl looked at her.
"What?"
"What's your name?" Raven repeated.
The girl took a deep breath. "It's Alianne, but everyone who is brave enough to actually talk to me just calls me Aly."
Raven smiled, a rare occurrence for her. "Aly, how would you like to be a super hero?" 'Robin will be happy to know there's one more on our side,' Raven thought.
While Raven was recruiting a new Titan, Starfire was struggling to keep her temper in check. Kitten had been poking her with the pencil for most of the period.
"Would-you-please-STOP!" Starfire said through clenched teeth.
Kitten looked disappointed and stopped, but after a few minutes, started again. Starfire slowly raised her hand.
The teacher looked up from the board. "Yes Starfire?"
"May I please be moved to a seat of less discomfort?" She asked.
The teacher sighed. "I told you the last fifteen times, there are no seats available. I'm sorry." Starfire was about to begin beating her brains out on the wall, but just then a bell rang.
The teacher turned. "There's the lunch bell. You may go."
Seething with anger, Starfire stood and walked to Kitten.
"What are you looking at?" Kitten asked snobbishly.
Starfire just made that weird noise girls make when they're mad, grabbed Kitten by the back of her pink designed sweater, and dragged her out to the hall, ignoring her protests.
Once in the hall, Star found what she was looking for. An open locker. She dragged Kitten to it, shoved her inside, and slammed the door shut. "Perhaps now you will know not to mess with others who are obviously stronger and prettier than you." Star said with a shake of her long red hair.
Leaving Kitten in the locker, Starfire calmed down and walked composedly to lunch where she hoped she could meet up with her team.