Starfire's Choice
Interrupting her thoughts Raven wanted to go home. They walked to the tower laughing and talking. Speedy came too. Starfire was the only one who was mostly thinking, besides Raven. They walked up to the tower and opened the door. They all headed to the living room. Raven went straight for her room to meditate. The rest of them stayed in the living room to play video games. Starfire and Robin watched as Beast boy and Speedy played. Cyborg was in the kitchen making him self a sandwich.
Starfire glanced at Speedy and then Robin, switching back and forth. Then Robin saw her and smiled at her. She gave Robin a smirk. Then she went back to thinking. I thought I knew the answer, how come I can not choose? She asked herself. She slowly got up and walked to her room. She opened the door to her room and got her diary off the shelf. She started to write in it, writing down her feelings of both Robin and Speedy. Giving the good sides and bad of each of them.
A knock on the door came. She looked up to the door and heard a second knock. She opened it and it was Speedy. Her eyes glanced everywhere, then she eyed Speedy, she motioned for him to come in and he did. He sat down on her pink bed and she walked towards him and sat by him. He looked at her and then kissed her. His kiss was nice and she knew it. Why doesn't Robin do this to me? She thought still kissing Speedy.
She broke the kiss. Before he could see, she grabbed her diary, dropped it on the floor and kicked it under the bed. As she looked for the right words to say, she said, "Speedy, you know I like Robin. There are things that are keeping us apart and I can feel it. I also like you, and obviously there is nothing keeping you and me apart." She told him.
He grabbed her head and kissed her on the lips. He knew what she was saying; she was saying that she had picked him. His kisses were demanding and rough, she liked it though, even though it was the first time she ever kissed anyone, besides him kissing her at the dance. They kissed for awhile and then broke apart. He walked towards the door and turned around, "I'm going, I'll be back tomorrow." He said before walking out into the hall.
She threw herself back, landing on her bed. She smiled gladly. Then she went under her bed to get her diary, she wrote in her diary writing how glad she was. She was happy to choose him, she was happy to have met him, but was she really?