OMG! IM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (x 1000000)

SORRY!

And I know that you guys probably hate me for not writing for like, what was it? 2 months? and i can understand that, but if you read this nice long chappie, maybe you can find it in your hearts to forgive me? plz?

Well, I hate to make excuses, but just to fill y'all in on what's been postponing this story:

>high school enrollment and exams >over 25 (i'm not kidding, i counted) tests and quizzes over the past 3 weeks >volleyball >and not to mention a fabulous class trip to Washington, D.C.

And, as much as I hate to admit it, I lost some inspiration for a while...well, I got it back, so read! And I promise i'll never do that to you again, I've already finished the story...I'll just be posting a chapter every day until it's done.

So go ahead, you have like, 2 months worth of reading to catch up on...

It was all set. Starfire had said (well, typed) those magic words and had arranged to meet her internet friend for the first time.

Starfire would meet Insomniac, who had revealed to her his name, Andrew,for thecarnival at the boardwalk, and they would probably get something to eat later at thediner across the street (he promised there would be absolutely no pizza.)Starfire had spent hours of careful preparation (much like Robin, really, when he was obsessed with catching Slade). She wanted to meet him badly, they had become such good friends over the internet, (and also to prove to Robin that she could be trusted) but she didn't want to take any giant risks; she decided, therefore, to go in disguise. Needless to say, she didn't know that 'Andrew' knew who she was, so technically it would be completely useless to go to those lengths.

But anyways, she had decided to go the mall early the next morning (in hopes of avoiding Robin) and blew all of her money on makeup and clothes so that her friend wouldn't recognize her.

Meanwhile, Robin was still getting over what Starfire who had said to him the previous night. He spent hour upon hour in his room, his chin resting in his gloved hands and staring ahead, unblinking, contemplating what could have possibly driven her to get so angry. He had to admit to himself that had been rather foolish when it came to confronting her about his friend. He should have gone about it nicely, and asked her kindly whether her friend ever showed any signs of peculiar behavior, and then told her about the research he had done, what he had discovered-and then give her time to think about it, and decide that he wouldn't lie about something like that.

Then why the hell didn't she talk to me? Sure, I acted like an asshole, but why didn't she give me a chance to explain? She acted like a—

"Starfire is not a jerk," Robin told himself sternly. "I was the jerk here. If I were her, how would I react if I just came up and told her-well, myself, that one of her-my-best friends is a stalker?"

Nevertheless, she should have given you a chance to talk...Can you really trust her if you she won't even talk to you?

"Of course I-"

Maybe you shouldn't trust her…maybe you should just let her go, like she wants you to…maybe you should just let her meet her friend, let him take your place, let him kidnap, or hypnotize, or abuse her…

"NO!"

That was it. That very thought scared him...No matter how angry she was at him, Robin was not going to let Starfire take that chance. No, not even. He knew it was useless to forbid her to go; Lord knows how much angrier she could be at him, if that was even possible. He was going to get creative.

This is so exciting! Starfire thought to herself as she entered her 3rd hour of prepping for her meeting.

Not date, meeting, she thought. She had subconsciously been calling it a 'meeting,' just to reassure herself that Andrew wasn't some obsessed stalker who planned on doing something stupid like trying to take advantage of her or something. (That really would be stupid…considering that even if you did something small, like say, insulting one of her friends…you'd need a lot of help getting to the hospital.)

Starfire was actually having a lot of fun with all of this preparation…there was just so much one could do with hair and makeup, where do you start? Not to mention all of the clothes she had bought with that one handy-dandy little credit card that held...well, about a month's worth of minimum wage. Of course, it was all for a good cause…she had to conceal her identity, after all, and when you're a Teen Titan that's no easy feat.

So with a little help from all of those makeup tips and tricks from her Seventeen magazines and a curling iron, she was nearly unrecognizable by the time she was done (which was over 2 hours later.) Starfire looked less like an alien and more like a…well, a prep (though not in a bad way).

Well, since you all need an idea how she had dramatically changed her appearance (ok, if you don't care about details, skip this paragraph), she now had curly red hair, tons of eye and lip makeup on (think mascara, eye liner, shadow, lipstick, lip liner, gloss…) and yet, Star had somehow managed to avoid looking like a hooker. And she was wearing (insert description of favorite outfit here).

And after stocking up her purse with lipstick, breath mints, a wallet, pepper spray, her communicator, and how-to-beat-up-a-mugger-without-revealing-you're-a-superhero pamphlet (published by-you guessed it-Robin, in his days of identity hysteria), Starfire was set and ready to go. Star checked the clock...6:45. She would be meeting Andrew in 15 minutes. Before leaving, she let Raven know she was on her way out…then hightailed it outta Titans Tower.

"Well, she turned up," Andrew breathed to himself as he caught a glimpse of her waiting patiently by the box office. And oh God...she was...well, how else to put it? Starfire was hot.

"Score," he whispered as he made his way to greet her.

"Uhh...Kory?"

"Andrew? Is that you?" Starfire turned her head to allow the boy she could only imagine to be Andrew into her line of vision.And with that, she walked up to him smiling and held out her hand. "It's so nice to finally be meeting you."

"I know, it's about time."

"Excuse me, but are you planning on buying tickets or are you going to sit there cuddling until we all fossilize?" asked a rather familiar, and annoyed-sounding, voice from behind them. As Star and Andrew turned, the teenage guy sitting at the cash register stared at them, tapping his pen distractedly.

"Oh, sorry..." and Andrew handed him a bill, which the cashier took and exchanged for two tickets. As he worked he said, "So, honey, whatre you doing after you leave this dump?"

Starfire looked up, neither offended or comprehending. "I'm sorry, were you talking to me?"

Andrew looked odd, though, blushing, and with aslight, nearly unnoticable changein his voice that sounded like a cross between defensiveness and annoyance he said, "Excuse me, our tickets please?"

The cashier looked a little muffed, and in a moment he too was blushing somewhat. "Here," he said as he huffily handed them their tickets. "Enjoy your night."

And with that, Andrew put his arm around Kory's shoulder and led her off, completely ignoring the jealous look on the cashier's face.

Well, you could at least say one thing for Andrew: he knew how to have fun. As he led Starfire through the carnival on the boardwalk, she couldn't help but be excited about the flashing lights, 'edible cotton,' fun houses, and earsplitting screams that emitted from the terrified mothers escorting their children on the thrill rides.

"So, what's next? Are you hungry, or do you want to go ona few more rides first so that you won't throw up on the rollercoaster?"

Star giggled. "I'm not really hungry just yet. But..."

"What?"

"Can we have another ride on the bumping cars? They are so amusing..."

Andrew laughed heartily. "Sure, why not? Who doesn't love setting records for the most times someone can ride the bumper cars?"

And they got in line for about the 22nd time. It seemed like a rather short wait, and as soon as the bell went on tolet the riders knowthat their turn was up, the two were being pushed through the turnstiles. As they were shoved through, the guy at the front of the line checked for either tickets or all-access wristbands, and when Starfire and Andrew approached the front, the guy manning the lines let Starfire through but closed the door on Andrew. A couple of angry shouts were heard from the end of the line, and upon noticing that her date ("FRIEND," Starfire corrected herself,) wasn't with her, she turned around and went back to the turnstiles.

"Excuse me? Is there a problem?" she asked sweetly.

"There's no problem. Your friend just missed the entry point."

Andrew looked angrily at him and said, "You've only admitted 6 people!"

Starfire soon began arguing as well, and the guy, instead of refusing admittance to the lunatic with the pretty girl, wisely decided that it wouldn't be a great idea to stop him (considering he knew from watching the pain of the villains they fought how Starfire acted up if her friends were treated unjustly) and grudgingly let him through.

Well, after the bumpercar incident, Andrew decided that he was hungry, and he bought himself and Star pretzels and sodas before continuing to the only ride they hadn't tried, the ferris wheel.

"Hope they aren't going to stop me here too," Andrew thought out loud, causing Starfire to giggle (Starfire doesn't laugh. She giggles.) As they pushed through the line (without any holdups, thank God,) and took their seats, ignoring the teenager who had rudely cut about 4 people in line and took his seat behind them, Star looked to the sky.

"It's a beautiful night isn't it?"

"Yeah, it really is, isn't it?"

And they sat in silence for a few moments as their cart was lifted up in a circle. They were only interrupted once, when the person who cut everyone in line had thrown pieces of popcorn at Andrew when he put his arm around Star's shoulder and pulled her closer (this guy had dead aim, too, for a few moments, Andrew couldn't escape the arsenal of popcorn that was aimed directly at his head). The guy was just about to toss the kernels at him too, when Andrew turned around and gave the guy the finger (excuse the profanity), which proved sufficient.

The entire time she was up there eating her cotton candy and soda, Starfire was reminscing about her first, and most recent, ride ona ferris wheel. It was magical, how the stars were shining and the fierce neon glow of the lights below reflected up at her cart. She was sitting in quitepossibly the same cart (how many boardwalks can there be in one city? and besides, there were only 12 carts...), eating the same thing as she was last time, looking out onto the same bay with fireworks exploding overhead, with Robin right next to her...

Andat thatmoment, without even realizing it, Star leaned her head on Andrew's shoulderand scooted a little closer to him as she watched the fireworks...

The annoying guy behind them watched with his mouth wide open in horror as he watched Andrew lift up her chin with his fingers and kiss her...

OK! I will be posting every night until this is done. I promise this time! I swear to God! I'll even swear to Buddah, for those who aren't Christian! PROMISE!

R&R, I'd greatly appreciate it. Sorry about this chappie, I owe you more than this, and I know it wasn't the best of writing...but you'll get more tomorrow.
again, SORRY!