Hi! It's AngelBabyGirl again. I'm starting to work on the stories that I promised you in my profile. Again, it's going to take a while so be patient. Before you start reading the story, I have to say that THIS IS NOT ASTARFIRE FIC. It just seems like it is because Starfire is in the first chapter. So anyway, here is chapter 1 of A Heart's True Talent.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT UNDER ANY CURCUMSTANCES OWN TEEN TITANS! even though I wish I did.

Chapter 1

Starfire sat on her bed with an envelope in hand. Slowly and cautiously she opened the top and took out a piece of paper. It was the letter she had been waiting for, for three weeks now. It was the letter telling her whether she had gotten into the singing academy or not. She skimmed down the letter and the joy expressed on her face only turned to hurt. Slowly she placed the letter upon her bed and hung her head. She had not made it. She tried her best, going through routines with Robin, even though he assured her he knew nothing of singing. She even hired a private instructor, but even then, she had failed. The letter even told her that.

Starfire stood up from her bed and walked to her door, head still bent so that no one could see the ashamed look portrayed on her face. As the door swished open, she glided into the living room where Cyborg and Beastboy were watching their movie, Raven was reading her book silently, and Robin sat at the island eating a turkey sandwich. She sat down next to him, head still hanging low.

Robin eyed her worriedly, swallowed the bite he had been chewing, then asked, "Starfire, what's wrong?"

"I did not make the academy." Robin sighed silently, the worry disappearing.

"Really? Why not?" Robin already knew the answer. He had to go through the pain and torment of hearing her sing to him for a month just to get an opinion on how she sounded. It was him who suggested she hire a professional instructor.

"It says in the letter I did not make the academy because I failed to comprehend the beauty of true singing."

"I'm sorry, Star."

"It is alright, Robin." Slowly she stood from her seat and headed back to her room.

Robin knew she'd be back to her normal, hyper self by tomorrow, but he couldn't help feeling sorry for her. She had worked so hard to join, only to be crushed into pieces of disparity. He tried shrugging off the feeling and went back to eating his sandwich.

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Sorry for the incredibleshortness. I swear the next chappie is longer. Remember R/R or flame, it doesn't really matter which one. But it does matter that you tell me if you like it or not.

>C girl