I don't own teen titans

Try Outs

"Hey, everyone what's up? Each and every one of you is here for the same reason; to try out for our band. Thank you all for coming, so dudes and chicks just wait your turn to try out for The Titans." Beast boy announced. The crowd screamed as he walked off the stage. He looked stressed out to see thousands of teens wanting to try out for his band, he was happy and yet frustrated. Raven sat on her chair looking at Beast boy enter the dressing room.

"How many are out there, Garfield?" Raven asked chewing on her gum.

"A lot," his eyes were big.

Robin looked at both of them and plucked his guitar string. Cyborg looked at his drum sticks, seeing if there was anything wrong with them.

"I'm not ready to test all of them," Beast boy cried.

"We have to, to find the best. You guys, it's going to take days for us to find the right person to be in the band." Robin told them as they all gave tired looks.

"This is going to be hell," Raven exclaimed putting her feet on the table in front of her, "We better get this over with."

As the security guard called out a name for a person to try out, the band looked uninterested. A person came in, his blue eyes and green Mohawk were distracting. He sang and he played his guitar rough. Cyborg looked at Beast boy in disappointment, and so did the rest of them. Seven other teens came after him, they played and sang awfully. If they sang great, they played terribly, if they played great, they sang awful. Still the band needed a well rounded person and none of the teens that came in fit what they were looking for. An hour and a half past when the saw the tenth person.

Raven looked at them and said, "This is ass, you guys," They all agreed with her, Beast boy looked impatient and Cyborg looked stressed. Robin was tired, but he knew he had to find the person they were looking for.

The end of the day went by and they were still minus a group member. One person was great, but Robin knew somebody was probably better and this is what made the rest of the band fatigued. The next day, every one who had waited the day before was there, waiting to be part of the famous rock band. Each one of them was tired and didn't seem to do their best at performing. During the day excited fans who were trying out would almost attack the band members, asking for autographs or even trying to kiss the guys. The security guards immediately escorted them out as they panted from the struggle.

"We need a multi talented person," Beast boy told his band in a tired voice.

"This is barely day two. We've seen about a hundred people and we still have eighty billion to go," Cyborg exaggerated.

"I don't feel like being attacked again, either," Beast boy sat down in his chair thinking about the crazy fans.

Day three came and several people decided to leave from their impatience. They still had three more days to go until they would find the perfect person.

"My head is going to explode, if we don't find this person right away," Beast boy whined holding his head.

"We just have to be patient," Robin told him.

"Oh my head," Beast boy whined some more.

"Whining is not going to solve you're problem," Raven scolded him.

"Are you sick, Garfield?" Cyborg asked.

"If three days of listening to these hundreds of migraine people hasn't made him sick, nothing will," Raven joked.

Day six came and it was the last day for try outs. The band was relieved that it was the last day. Their souls lifted to have some more untalented people come in for the try outs. A girl walked in, she was the 457th girl to come in and the one hundred thousandth person to have come in. Her red hair glowed and her green eyes blinked confused at the band.

"What's your name?" Cyborg asked.

"Kori Ander. I am a big fan of you and I am most thankful to have come to try out your band."

"Sounds like an alien name," Beast boy said. The rest of them looked at her unsatisfied to see a girl who looked like she would never belong in their band.

The band looked at one another. "She seems like a really prissy girl," Cyborg told his band. They all nodded.

"I don't think she'll make it," Beast boy whispered.

"At home, they call me, Starfire. May be you don't have to give me a nickname. Because I do know that you go by nicknames instead of your real names." Kori went on.

"What can you do?" Robin asked the next question ignoring what she said.

"I can sing, play drums, play guitar, play flute, and I can also…" She was cut off.

"Play something for us," Raven told her.

Kori grabbed her purple guitar and started playing a soft tune. Raven shook her head, "No, play something a little more with anger. Like rock."

Kori started playing a rock song. They all nodded.

"Can you play another rock song?" Beast boy asked.

"Um, no, but I do enjoy learning something new. I am quite a fast learner." She told them.

"Okay, thanks for your time and we'll call you to see if you made it." Raven told her.

"Thank you and you are most welcome," Kori took her stuff.

"Well she was really good, but the only thing about her is that she is prissy." Beast boy said giving a disgusting face.

"Well, she's multi talented. May be we can teach her to sing like Raven, she said she was a fast learner," Cyborg told the group.

After Kori, one hundred more came in after her. The day had finished, it was a difficult decision to choose what person. They would call the winner tomorrow and tell them they made it.