Hol – ly – crap – a – noliy. I just saw the latest episode of Teen Titans, and I have seen a super-hero-super-villain showdown finally in the show's near future. I was surprised, however, not to see Slade in the large group of villains, but I guess after working for Trigon, he decided to stay solo. And, hey, I don't blame him! Here's chapter VIIII!

Chapter Nine: Whateverday

"Hi, Dicky!" sang a very annoying girly voice.

Dick groaned. "Please tell me it's not who I think it is…"

"It is," said Rachel, glumly.

Dick reluctantly turned around and saw a preppy, blonde girl come over to their lunch table. "Hey, Kitten," he mumbled.

Kitten was the daughter of a guy named Killer Moth; nobody really knew his real name.

Moth had been in jail five times, and he spoiled his daughter rotten. Kitten got everything she wanted. So, when Kitten wanted Dick to be her prom date, Moth threatened to put Bruce out of work if Dick didn't go. And, all though he was a thug, he was a very good computer hacker, so Dick had no choice but to go as Kitten's prom date. Kori hated her ever since.

"Is this spot taken?" she said, pushing Kori off the bench so she could sit next to Dick.

"Yes, it is," Kori said, fiercely.

"Look, Kitten," said Dick, "we're kind of full…"

"Oh! You're right. Of course." She turned to Kori and said, "We're full here, redhead. Why don't you go sit with some other friends?"

"You can't order her around," Rachel said, angrily; she and Kori were like sisters.

"Oh, that's right. You don't have any other friends." Kori glared at her.

"Don't talk to her like that!" Dick said.

"Oh," she said in false, sweet voice. "don't worry, Dicky. We'll always have each other."

"Joy"

Kori wanted to rip her head off.

She made fists as Victor put a hand on her shoulder.

"It aint worth it, Kor." He whispered.

Something a lot of people didn't know about Kori was that she was stronger then she looked. And when she was mad, she was mad.

She squeezed herself between Vic and Gar, glaring at Kitten.

"Why haven't you been calling me lately, Dicky?" she asked, hanging off of his left shoulder.

"Kitten," he said, turning to her, "I – don't – love – you."

"Of course you do, silly. Everyone knows that."

"Kitten, there is nothing between us – just air." (A/N Singen' in the Rain. Couldn't help it)

She scrunched up her nose. "You're cute." And she tweaked his nose. "Well, I've got to go. Laters! (A/N Smallvile. Sorry!)" And she left. Dick slammed his head down on the table.

"I thought we'd never get rid of her," said Kori, taking back her place by Dick.

"I never will," he groaned.

"Man," said Vic, "she's worse then Terra!"

"Speak for yourself," said Rachel.

Gar frowned.

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I'm sorry I wasn't there last night – again.

That's OK, Kori. You're busy. I understand.

No, it's not ok, Dick. You were counting on me, and I let you down. I'm sorry.

Don't beat yourself up about it, Kor. You're doing enough work to raise a family. I don't want you to feel guilty.

Well, I'm coming tonight. After I get all of my chores done and Galfor is taken care of, I'm going to come over.

He smiled at her.

Maybe I can pick you up? All week he has been wanting to give Kori a ride on is motor-cycle.

That would be great. 7:00?

7:00, on the dot.

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Ok, Gar, focus.

Garfield looked at his AVAT review paper and chewed the end of his pencil. The paper read:

The temperature considered high for a dog is

a)80 degrees

b)90 degrees

c)100 degrees

He looked at each answer as left very deep teeth marks on the end of his number two pencil, finally tasting lead.

Ok, Gar. Just remember what Rach told you. Relax. Just relax.

He took a deep breath and looked at the answers. With his chewed up pencil, he marked down b). (A/N I don't know what the correct answer is. For God's sake, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a vet!)

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Rachel sat in poetry class, waiting for the day to end. She liked poetry, but not the kind Ms. Petunia liked.

Ms. Petunia was a skinny, brunette woman, who had a very high voice. She always liked to talk as if she was speaking to five-year-olds. She made the class write about puppies and flowers and rainbows and things. You can imagine how much Rachel enjoyed the class.

"Ok, children," she sang. "I hope you finished writing about your made up magical creature! Please hand them in!"

The class handed in their papers and Ms. Petunia picked them up in a stack.

"Let's read a few at random, shall we?

She picked one up and read: "'My magical creature would be a unicorn that brought flowers and candy to all the children of the world.' Oh, Kitten, that was beautiful!"

Kitten flipped her hair as her gooneys applauded her. Rachel wanted to puke.

"How about another one?" Ms. Petunia picked up another paper and read: "'My idea of a magical creature would be a fanged dragon that would – '" she cut herself off and became very white. She cleared her throat. "Well, Rachel this is very – um – descriptive."

Rachel smirked. "Thank you."

The bell rang. Thank. God. She thought.

"Ok, class," she said, trying to regain her composure, "I will see you all tomorrow. Have a wonderful rest of the day!"

Rachel got out of the class as fast as she could.

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"Congratulations," said Mr. Texbuk. "You got the lowest grade on the pop quiz. Would you care to explain?"

Victor looked uncomfortably at his shoes. "I just – don't get history, Mr. Texbuk. I'm sorry."

Mr. Texbuk sighed. "You are a senior, Mr. Stone. ' Sorry' just wont cut it anymore."

Vic nodded.

"However, I am willing to give you another chance. Tomorrow after school sounds reasonable, don't you think?"

Vic looked up.

"My friend's taken' the AVAT tomorrow."

"Well, he'll just have to take it without you. Tomorrow, after school, no excuses."

"Yes, sir," he mumbled. And he left.

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"Do you need anything else, Galfor?" asked Kori.

"Yes," grunted her guardian. "Could you straighten out my bed-side table there?" He pointed to a table full of dirty dishes. Kori nodded and took the dishes into the kitchen.

After washing them, she returned to straighten out his sheets.

"Dick is coming to pick me up at 7:00," she said, casually.

"You know I don't approve of that boy," he said. She smiled slightly.

"You don't approve of any of my friends."

"Well, I especially don't approve of him." He sighed. "But, your parents did want a normal life for you, so I suppose I have to allow it." He smiled. "Just be back before ten, understand?"

"Yes, kinorfka," she said, using Tameranian.

"Have fun, my little bungorf."

She smiled and got her instruments.

6:57 she thought. He should be here any minute, now.

Then, the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Kori? It's Jeff. Trevor can't make it again. Think you could fill in?"

"Oh, well…" Just then, she herd a motorcycle engine come up the drive way.

Whew! That was a long chapie! (For me, anyways) I'm so happy that Season Two's out! And that one's got "Date with Destiny" on it. YAY! XD. Please R&R!

Luv ya

Tprinces