Hey guys!
Oh my gosh! I'm SO sorry for not updating for so long! I went on vaca' and wasn't able to write my grand-spanking-new-chapter deux for this ficc, but I'm gonna make it up to you now. A zillion years later.
Never mind.
On a lighter and more 'jumping-so-high-with-joy-that-I-crash-through-the-roof' kind of tone, you reviewed! Thank you to those of you who did and to those of you who didn't the first time, can now, with no extra cost!
Just messing with your heads with my own happiness!
Anyway, don't stop the praise and, now that I think of it, the suggestions, as well.
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starryeyed daydreamer (who else would it be but me; D)
P.S. Sorry to those of you who read my first chapter and discovered that the second was a complete duplicate! Please bear with me, good people of FFN, I'm fairly new at this, as you might already know, and have already fixed it at this minute.
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Titans Live! Chappy 2: Intruging
Kori hurried down the hall, in desperate pursuit of Rae. Although she was much taller than the goth, Kori didn't seem to have the same firm and long strides as her 'supposed' guide. The transfers' heels clicked in a fast and scattered echo throughout the empty corridors after making contact with the glossy, marble floors.
"Please …Rae Roth, is it? Could you please slow down?" Kori called out in as hushed a voice as she could as not to disturb any of the classes the two of them passed. "I think that's the only way to show me around here, which is presumably your job. Am I right?"
Rae stopped abruptly so that Kori could catch up to her and, without turning around, said "don't bother me, wanna-be, and this will go pleasantly," before walking away, once again, from an astounded Kori. Realizing that she had been left in the dust again, Kori jogged painfully in her unaccustomed-to-running heels to keep up with Rae.
Once matching Rae's steps, Kori watched the girls expresionless face and the stiff way of walking in deep curiousity. Soon the silence started to hang awkwardly in the air between them, making Kori's impatience grow to such a length that the question couldn't go without being asked.
"Why do you hate me?" Kori asked while watching Rae carefuly for her reaction.
Rae stopped once again and turned, suddenly, on Kori, her eyes holding a strange flame within it.
"Oh, so you've got so many adoring fans that everyone loves you too much to be your enemy? Well let me tell you something,your looking at an enemy right here!"
Kori was too speechless to reply to her outburst. Rae didn't wait for an answer, just turned on her heel and left the new student in the middle of the hall to follow at her own accord.
The rest of Rae and Kori's tour went more agreeably butwith a noticablesilence, non the less. In their first class, math,Kori sat at the front of the room in order to avoid Rae and anyone else in her first period class. Through the whole class, while the teacher droned on and on about algebra equations, Kori stared down at her desk , thinking about the short and bitter-sweet conversation she had had with Rae earlier.
She hates me but she didn't tell me why, Kori thought to herself with a slight furrow in her brow.
Turning her head slowly as not to catch unwanted attention, Kori's eyes flickered upon the slouched figure of Rae at the very back of the room.On closer inspection,she realized that the other girl was working in a hard cover, black notebook that contrasted with her black outfit.
I've seen that before..., Kori contemplated to herself, searchingly.
Then, as if suddenly being hit on the head with a soccer ball, Kori knew where she'd seen the notebook before.
She was carrying it around on our tour,the transfer realized in a sudden wave of curiousity.
Before she could go any further in her thoughts, the bell rang shrilly across the school, signaling for second period classes.
Kori gathered up her books and was just about to exit the classroom with the other eager, flurry of studentswhen a restraining hand fell heavily on her shoulder, holding her from the door. The math teacher, Ms. Clarkson, turned Kori around gently to face her before getting to the main topic.
"Miss. Anders, the principal has put me in charge of an assignment for all new students to take part in when first coming to Jump High," the teacher said after letting go of Kori's shoulder. "The assignment subject itself is up to you but the project must contain a writen report, bristal board presentation and examplery item(s) and will be do on any day in your final senior year."
The speed of the information that was given to her hit Kori before the importance of it did. Suddenly Kori felt a rush of naesiating dizzyness grab hold of her, spinning the room like a merry-go-round. Painfully swallowing her emotions, so that they sat at the pit of her stomach to deal with later, Kori nodded and exchanged a few words with Ms. Clarkson to varify the exceptence of the project- as if she had any other choice- and made her way quickly out of the classroom.
Kori suddenly froze in her haist and turned back towards the classroomat feelingeyesbore intoher back. Behind her was Rae, clutching her books while starring at the ground, and a tall girl standing beside her. The girl seemed to be a senior, like Rae and Kori, with dark skin and bushy dark brown hair that fluffed around her shoulders, her black-brown eyes held Kori's nervouse, green ones, steadily.
After a minute of starring, the girl waved at Rae to follow and turned to walk towards Kori, as well. Now standing right in front of the confused girl, Rae's friend held out her hand while offering Kori a friendly smile.
"Hi, my names Joyce Bee but everyone just calls me 'Bee' for short," the girl named Joyce introduced herself once Kori had taken her hand, unsurly.
"I realize you've had an unpleasent encounter with the unpleasent Rae," she added while gesturing to a scowling Rae who stood directly behind her.
"Oh, I don't want to cause any trouble," Kori replied, quickly. She wasn't about to get caught in another one of Rae's tantrums like the one she had experienced only awhile ago.
"I'm sure you don't," Bee said, shooting an unreadable look to Rae, who in turn, had looked away. "I just wanted to assure you that Rae is always like that. She's not the friendliest person you could meet but this isn't the normalist school." Bee was now grinning as Kori giggled at her comment.
"Hey what do you say to sitting in our table at lunch," Bee suddenly asked.
Kori and Rae both stared at the girl in astonishment before turning to each other, in unison. In a matter of minutes Rae had all expression wiped from her face and instead, glared placidly at Kori.
"Don't look at me, I don't care if you sit with us or not." And with that said, turned away from them and walked away down the hall.
Kori watched after Rae as she disapeared around a corner before turning back towards Bee. As confused as she was about Rae's attitude towards her, Kori couldn'thide the fact she wanted to belong to a group and do the normal things teenage girls did together. So-
"Why not," she replied, smiling shyly at Bee.
"Great! Say, what class do you have next?" Bee asked Kori while seeming sincerly excited.
Kori slipped her class schedual out from between one of her heavytextbooks and her purple,three-ring binder and unfolded it carfuly, examining it.
"Music,"the girl stated.
"Hey, me too! Want to go together? Don't worry, I'll make sure Rae doesn't get too out of hand,"Bee said, laughingly.
Kori nodded and returned the smile, truly relived and gratful for Bee's friendlyness. Bee hooked arms with the other girl and both made their way down the now empty hallway to their next class, in the direction that Rae had taken.
Richard stood in the loud and bustling cafeteria, lunch tray in hand, while scaning around the enlarged room for a place to sit. With only one look around, Richard recognized the the familiar dark, bald head of his long time best friend, Victor Stone, and the spiky, green head of his other high school friend, Garfield Logan. Heading to where the two sat, at the far side of the cafeteria, Richard doged other people with trays like him, ducked so as not to get hit by spit-balls, and steadied himself from near colisions. He slid into the seat across from his bickering friends and was finaly noticed by Victor upon his arrival.
"Hey Richy, tell Gar here that he's a player with girls, would you?" Victor boomed, while thrusting a thumb in Garfield's direction.
"Your a player."
"No I'm not. That's just how it seems, I'm actualy giving the girls a taste of what they want." Gar's usualy green tinted face, like the rest of his skin, was now red with trying to make a point.
"Yeah right!" Vic exclaimed with a shake of his head. "You just don't want to admite that you still can't find someone you like enough and that the whole player thing is crule in itself!"
"Dude, I am soo not a player! What evidence do you have?"
"Huh! I don't need evidence to see that you make a chore of picking a girl every monday and going out with her untill the end of that week when you conveniantly drop her!"
"That is soo not true, dude! At least the player part isn't."
"Your in denial, man."
"No, I'm not! Your just jealous that the women like me better then you!"
"Me, jealous of you! Huh! Don't make me laugh!"
At this point, Rich had stopped listening to Gar and Vic's usless argument and had eyes only for the double doors that lead into the caf. There stood the tall, beautiful, and red haired Kori Anders with Rae on one side of her and Joyce Bee on the other, while clutching onto a brown, paper-bag. Rich called out to his other friends, who amediatly stoped their in-depth discussion, and turned to him in curiousity. Rich pointed to the door, where the three friends were still, looking for a free table.
"You know the red-head in between the goth, Rae,and Bee?" Rich asked his friends. Once they nodded, Rich continued. "That's Kori Anders. She's a transfer from an island in the Bermuda Triangle. A cutey, isn't she?"
"Dude, it's a monday. I'm soo asking that chick out!" Gar cried out in excitment, making Vic sigh heavily and roll his eyes.
"You'd think that after a shouting session on being a player, the point would reach through his thick skull," Vic muttered to himself in exasperation.
"Dude, how many times do I have to tell you, I'm NOT a player!"
"Now, now,settle down you two," Rich said, seemingly occupied.
Gar and Vic turned to their friend before following his gaze to Kori, Bee, and Rae, who had sat down with yet another goth, Aida Smith,leader of the drama club.As the three boys watched, Bee introduced Kori to Aida, who held out a friendly hand to shake and offered a resuring smile. Bee, Aida and Kori started a conversation with each other amediatly while Rae ate and read a book, ignoring everything and everyone around her.
"Let's go say hi,"Vic said so suddenly that Gar and Rich jumped.
What Vic said sunk in quicker for Rich and he agreed without hesitation. The two stood up with their practicly empty trays and made their ways to the garbage cans.
"Hey, dudes, that's not cool! What about me!" Gar called out.
Vic turned and called back in an irratated voice over his shoulder, "well come on, then!"
The three dumped their trash out and slide their trays into the pile beside where the cafeteria ladies worked and walked briskly toward the table that held the four girls. Upon their aproach, the boys saw Rae glance up for an instant from her book before nudging Aida and nodding in the boys direction. Aida stopped her part in the extensive conversation and looked up and watched as Rich, Vic, and Gar made it to the table. By this time, Bee and Kori realized that something was wrong and looked up, as well, and watched in mild surprise at the people who stoped in front of them.
"Hey Sparky,how can I help you boys?" Bee asked smoothly, being the first to react to the new arrivals.
"We just thought we might drop by, Bee," Vic replied before any of his other two friends could, while hiding his bursting happiness at the nick-name that she called him.
"Well then, why don't you do all of us a favor," Rae intercepted, monotonously. "Don't."
There was an awakwared silence after that between the two groups while Rae, oblivess to this tension, kept on reading. Kori was the first to break the silence by standing and holding out her hand to Rich.
"Hi, I'm Kori Anders and I'm new around here."
Rich looked down at the hand before looking back up in to those shiny emerald, green eyes and taking Kori's small, smooth hand in his large one in a firm shake.
"I know who you are because your in my homeroom class," Rich replied and smiled his rare billboard smile at her confused face.
"Hey, I'm Victor Stone but you can just call me Vic, everyone does. Except Bee, of course," Vic babbled while shooting Bee a playful look before gesturing toward Gar.
"Oh, and this idiot/dumbass/geek/player is Garfield Logan, while formaly known as Gar by all."
"Hello, ladies,-" Gar started before realizing what the football star had just said. "Dude! Soo not cool!"
Kori giggled, Rich grinned, Bee and Aida exchanged glances before chuckling together, Rae glanced up from her dark novel long enough to roll her eyes at the usless banter, and all the while Vic was holding his hands up in defence, snickering at the glowering face of Gar.
"Well, looks like you found yourselves occuping this table after that successful attempt at entertainment, for us girls,"Aida said while shaking her head.
"Yes, please join us," Kori insisted, shifting over on the bench of the table, which was amediatly vacated by Rich.
Vic didn't hesitate, and in a flash, was sitting between Bee and Aida. Gar was last and slightly grudgingly shuffled over to take-up the only space left in the table. The space seperating Rae from the rest of the group. While slowly easing himself into the space, he took a peek at the occupied and silent girl over his shoulder. Rae didn't look up from her book when she felt Gar's nervouse, green eyes stare at her for a minute before turning back to the now laughing group of teenagers infront of him. She didn't budge when Aida recited one of the lines from the recent Shakspear play that the drama group was set to perform or even glance up when another playful yet humoress skermish started between Gar and Vic, once again. Rae only lowered her book, folded the corner of the page she had stopped off at and tucked it under her arm when the end-of-lunch bell rang for the start of fifth period.
But as Gar watched her scuttle out of the caf with the rest of the early crowd, he decided to himself that Rae Roth was an undecided mystery and he was going to be the one to fully figure her out.
And that's a promise.
Phew! that was long!
But I guess that's what I get for being gone for so long and not thinking my ideas out more fully. I made sure that in this chapter the boys got a good romance start. Gar's realization of Rae was kind of slow but I'v always thought if BB/Rae was ever going to happen it would be a very slow proccess, from one revelation, event, and feeling to another. Hope you enjoyed!
And now for answers to a few of your reviews:
Princess Dark Raven: I'm glad you liked the story so much! At least the the first chapter. Anyway, about Gar and Terra,I introducedGar in this chapter and you'll have to be very patient in the case of Terra. I'm keeping her character under covers untill a good number of chapters go by to finally reveal her real role in the story. So sit tight and try not to think much about Terra. And about how I'm going to possibly get Rae and Gar hooked up is for me to know and you to find out. But keep in mind a few things:
a) Terra is involved,
b) If there's to beany relationship, theirs grows very slowly, as I mentioned. And
c) Everyone in this story, more or less, has a past. Including Gar and Rae. So, yeah.
Hope you like this chapter and the unraveling of the rest of the ficc!
They-Call-Me-Orange: You are my longest review! Wow, okay, on with my answers! 1) I didn't include Terra in the character profile thing in the begining of the first chapter because, this might sound kind of deluded but, Terre isn't really physicaly in the story but kind of mentaly. You know, in memory. But she is more or less involved with Gar/BB,she's just not a main character that all the other characters know about, except Gar/BB and later on Rae. 2) I know what you mean about the whole desperate-Raven-thing.No offense to anyone who writes that way, but making the characters OCC seems a little unrealisticnext tothe characters real personality.3) DEFINATLY BB/Rae! No questions asked, I'm going all the way on all the couples and I'm not letting anything stop me! 4) Finally, I think your right aboutresearching on what goths wear. It would probably expande my fashion views as well. THANKS!
To everyone else who reviewed and liked my story, I'll hopfully going to stay on the satisfactory list, at least. Remember to R/R and enjoy!
CHOW! SEDD(starryeyed daydreamer)