Alternate Universes Can Break Your Brain

By Shyro Foxfeather

Part 3

(Note: I don't like tennis much.)

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Raven sat angrily in the office chair. Apparently the staff were to call her parents—or her father seeing as that was almost all the family she declared ownership to—and announce her faults and punishment to them. Although, they used sugary sweet voices and told their side of the story—keeping in mind they weren't even there and were on the Preps side to begin with—the were deviously constructing a false story of which the parent would more likely blame the child rather than the school. That's what they did and that's what they were paid for. Unfortunately for them they'd never met her father before…

The phone number was dialed, the receiver pressed to the white blond secretary's double pierced ear, and the waiting, for all whom were involved, was agonizing.

The others, who were to receive similar punishments and sat beside her, were no less than Robin (a student with a perfect 4.0 grade average much to the envy of those who knew about it), Beast Boy (the local class clown and all around oddity with green tinted skin who did very poorly in most subjects), Starfire (who, albeit knew little English, had impeccable grades and always tried her best), and Cyborg (who aced anything mechanical and mathematical yet resented Art and Social Studies with a tremendous passion).

Jinx and Mammoth had ducked out of the building quickly, although hesitantly, after Raven had gave them a frenzied signal that plainly meant 'flee'. The less people in trouble because of her the better off her guilty conscience would be, after all.

Now, however, as the phone rang what was assumedly a death toll, she was sent with many sympathetic glances from her fellow peers. Their attention was brought back to the situation at hand when they heard the annoyingly pitched voice of the secretary.

"Hello, this is Janken High School. We're calling to inform you that your daughter—Raven Roth—has been misbehaving at lunch by fighting with the other students. She-," The woman froze as the recipient replied to her. "Uh no I s-suppose not…" She stuttered. "Yes…yes…no." This went on for a lengthy amount of time. The pallor of the misguided woman's skin grew. "Yes, I do apologize for that but…" She jumped and held the receiver away from her ear and stared at it in obvious shock.

The principal walked over as he had noticed his worker's distress. "What's going on?" He asked.

Eyes wide she turned to him. "He told me that I should not bother him while he is at work and that he can handle his daughter on his own…then he hung up." She informed him.

He grunted in acknowledgement. "Sounds like he will too handle her too. Good for him!" He was ignoring the fact that Robin and the others were staring at him in mute horror. Raven just gave them both an unbelieving look behind their backs.

"No sir that's not what I meant-,"

"Just call the other parents." He snapped before walking back into his office and this time shutting the door behind himself.

The secretary mumbled some mildly impolite things beneath her breath before continuing on with the calls.

The other teens sent Raven some sympathetic looks as they assumed that her father was a harsh man from the phone call. However, their worry over her trials were forgotten as each of the other parents were called.

To spare you the details, there were quite a few annoyed/angered parents and quite a few doomed/apologetic children as well. In the end the five 'delinquents' were sent back to class with late slips and notices stating that they did, in fact, have to attend detention after school for the next month starting today…

The door of the office shut with a click and the five forlorn looking teens trekked hopelessly to their classes. It must be noted that this was an unusual school seeing as 6th period came before 5th period. That was because, plain and simple, 6th period was the longest of the day and you could bear it much easier if you had it right after lunch. None of this made sense to anyone seeing as there was a 7th and 8th period as well for more supernatural training. All the classes were a bit shorter to make room so all in all it just meant they had a seven-hour school day.

Raven walked toward where she was told her math class was located at. 'Joy,' she thought to herself bitterly, 'I get to endure this torture right after going through that one…'

I tinted green hand tapped her shoulder and she looked up to see Beast Boy walking next to her. "And you would want…what?" She muttered.

He shook his head. "I don't want anything, okay." She gave him a skeptical look. "What class do you have next?"

She eyed him wondering if he was going to start stalking her or not. "Math…"

"With?" He prompted.

She reached into her pocket and took out her schedule. "Ms. Ricktor…happy now?"

He cringed, not at her comment but at the teacher. "That bites! Okay, rule number one-," He began as he lifted up his fingers to help number the rules. Raven rolled her eyes. "Never, ever talk in her class. If she catches you you're dead meat on a golden platter." The second finger went up. "Rule number two, don't eat in her class either and especially don't chew gum! You get a instant detention for that."

"Gum-nazi?" She asked.

"Gum-nazi." He cautioned her. She nodded and tucked it away in a mental file. "Third, do not raise your hand unless you're, like, one-hundred and fifty percent sure you know the answer. Fourth, don't try to be 'buddies' with her because that just makes you stand out."

"Well," She interrupted as to pause his long list of rules. "I'm here already, so goodbye." And with that she turned and walked off into the classroom.

He blinked, "Uh…Okay." Small pause. "Oh crap! Drama's the other way!" And with that he made a mad dash to his proper classroom.

……

The teacher, Ms Ricktor, gave narrow look to Raven. "We were expecting you twenty minutes ago." She spat.

Raven shrugged. "Tell that to the office." She replied as she handed her the late slip.

The teacher scanned the paper briefly. "Very well then." She stood from her desk and pushed Raven towards the center of the classroom. "This is Raven." She told them as the students watched idly. It was, after all, better than doing their Algebra work. "So where did you come from Raven?"

"Moved from or was born at?" She inquired.

The teacher glared. "Moved from."

"Hawaii." Was Raven's clipped answer. She wanted to get as far away from this teacher as she could, seeing as Ms. Ricktor's nails were digging into her shoulder. The spectators just grimaced or rolled their eyes at their educator's behavior.

"Oh, Hawaii?" She asked skeptically. "Are you sure? You're mighty pale to have come from Hawaii."

Raven raised an eyebrow. "I never said I went outside."

"Isn't that funny class?" Ms. Ricktor sneered. "Little Ms. Roth never went outside. Ha ha! Isn't funny?" A few students gave off nervous laughter. "Yes, yes it is."

"…Kay." Raven looked quite perturbed by now.

"Here." The instructor told her as she handed her a paper. "Do these problems and I'll see what you know. Your seat is over there." She said as she pointed to a seat near the middle but a little further back.

Raven frowned and began to walk her way to her desk. "Excuse me." She muttered as she dodged a boy's backpack and another's leg. "Pardon me." This time a girl whose elbow stuck into the aisle. With a final, relived sigh she collapsed into her seat and stared at her paper. It seemed like kid stuff to her, but at her other school she didn't have many friends so all she could do was homework.

A paper was flicked onto her desk from where she couldn't establish seeing as she had been looking at her assignment. The note was scratchy and rushed—probably a guy's handwriting. She began to read it:

'Hey, you're hot. Are you, like, single? I heard you're new here so I figure you prolly don't have many friends yet. Wanna go out? -Chris'

Raven stared. 'This is…new.' She scribbled a reply and tossed it in the general direction of where it came. Her answer was no, of course. Stalker fan boys were creepy. 'Why would I go out with someone I've never met? That's just plain stupid.' She internally muttered.

A disappointed voice cursed in the back and she internally smirked. She filled the paper out, however, decided not to turn it in yet. She'd been quite late so the class only had five more minutes to it. If she was lucky she could just flick it onto her desk and then rush out the door. It worked all the time with those teachers who wanted to loudly correct your test with you while class was in session.

In this boring gap of time her mind began to wonder over the days events. 'I met Jinx in first period…' She thought to herself. 'Met some random person in second. Almost got mauled by a tennis ball and met some people in third…' She paused. 'That guy who tackled me…um…Oh yeah, Beast Boy… Weird kid. I wonder what his power is.' She frowned. 'Duh, shape shifting. Odd. I wonder how that happened seeing as that's not really all that common.'

Two and a half minutes left.

'Fourth was cool. Jinx and that weird guy Aqualad were there…then lunch bit but that can't be helped. Mom'll be furious when she finds out. She was always rather cynical. Good things she's in London or I'd be toast. Dad's a nut case but still…not quite as bad.' She derailed that train of thought quickly. 'This class sucks…what've I got next?' She spared a glance to her schedule. 'Oh yeah, World History. Peachy.'

One minute and fifteen seconds left.

'What's after that? Hmmm…' She stared at her paper. 'Martial Arts…Seriously? Weird school…' She shrugged this off. 'Next would be Mythic Educational. What the hell? That tells me nothing.' She sighed. 'I really need to read the registration papers next time. I bet'cha this is dad's fault.'

The bell rung quite loudly and a few students with intensified hearing cringed violently. Raven slung her pack over her shoulder and swiftly strode through the crowd of students. She tossed the paper on the desk and made it out like she assumed she would be able to.

Seeing as this was the main hall and it was not after class had started it was horridly crowded. So much so that if you took the power of a fire hydrant and sprayed it down the hall no one would be moved much for students behind them would keep them in place. It was like a jar full of ants, all teeming to about as they tried to get from one place to another. (A/N: I hate ants.)

Raven was making her way calmly through the bustle and hustle. She was good at this seeing as all she had to do was lengthen her aura and add a feeling to it that had people unconsciously part as she neared. Sometimes her powers were useful after all.

It was then that narrowed eyes found her in the crowd. Malchior smirked and made his way over to her through the pack of mindless students. They saw him and just plain ran.

The hairs on Raven's neck pricked at the sensation of such a stare and she whirled around and instantly spotted him. He sneered at her and continued to gain, as he was already ten yards away.

'Crap!' Raven mentally yelped. She was one to avoid confrontation at all costs seeing as her parents had never approved…Okay maybe that was just her mother but the point still remained.

She took in her surroundings and ducked into the nearest female bathroom. A startled look crossed Malchior's face and he hissed in resignation. All the power in the world wouldn't help him here…Okay maybe it would but still…

Raven sighed in relief and leaned against the cool tile.

"Well, well, well…" Chortled a high-pitched feminine voice. "What have we got here?"

Raven felt disbelief grip her and although she wasn't a chicken she didn't like where this was going. Raven faced the lone Kitten utter contempt. 'Like my frickin' day couldn't get worse!' She growled internally.

Kitten purred in a sneering manner—or like a cat that's caught a bird—and approached Raven as she flexed her nail like claws. "We had a nice little talk planned that you ran from this morning." She grinned. "You disappointed me so much." She feigned a hurt look.

Raven rolled her eyes and returned to her a solemn stare.

"Maybe…" She grinned wickedly. "I could teach you a lesson."

Raven blinked. 'Like this freak could beat me in this lifetim-?' Her thought was cut short and the skinny little Prep lunged at her. Of course Raven dodged and all but the surprise attack had her off guard and she was nicked on her left shoulder.

"What! You afraid?" Sneered the cheeky antagonist.

She became strangely aware that she was talking to no one.

"What the hell? Not again." Growled the girl as she stormed out of the bathroom and passed a startled Malchior.

……

In front of her next class Raven groaned at her day thus far. "Why the hell is everyone after me?" She muttered vehemently. 'How the hell could I forget about phasing? Must be the damned teenage confusion pulsing in the air or something!'

Raven was struck with an odd thought. It seemed commonplace for her to get the strangest thoughts when in the middle of an internal rant or debate—given she hadn't accepted or gotten used to it. It was this time, however, that she realized just what her unconscious mind had been digging at all day.

"I know where I've seen that boy before!" She announced in astonishment.

She was, of course, stared at for this outburst since it was, after all, High School.

…To Be Continued…

Disclaimer: Don't look now; the fruit bats will slay your soul with their rolls of duct tape of doom! Beware the elongated ostrich! Despite what release forms the albino cat demons may have sent to by mail of carries pigeon, I do not own Teen Titans, which means we will be busy trying not to be the meal of the flying purple alligators or any sort of unpleasant bird of poetry.

First days seem like this and since Raven's rather magnetic people flock to her. (:Points: That's my excuse and I'm stickin' to it!)

When we get to Day Two things will calm down some so don't worry. I'll try to finish this day in the next chapter. I hope this one didn't bite or anything. I seem to be losing a bit of my touch for humor…I need to read some fanfics or something…