I'm back! Yes, it's me, starfirre, with another story. This one is told from Starfire/Kori's point of view (ironic huh since my penname is starfirre) Anyways, I have high hopes for this one!

The characters:

Kori-Starfire

Kamie-Blackfire

Richard-Robin

Raven-Raven

Garfield-Beast Boy

Victor-Cyborg

I do not own the Teen Titans

So, here it goes, enjoy!

"Get up Kori! You're going to be late!"

I woke up to the sound of my mother's voice. What a way to start the day. I stretched out my arms and got out of my bed. I lazily made my way over to my mirror and grabbed my hairbrush. I brushed my long red hair and smiled. God, I love my hair. I mean, come on! It's all natural! Some girls try to dye their hair this color, but it turns out all shitty looking. I have a pretty cute face that requires no make-up to look fabulous, and my eyes, they are a beautiful emerald color that I swear get brighter when I'm in a good mood. I looked down at myself. I hate to brag, but I have a hot body. My chest is a good medium size, not too big or too small. And my legs, oh man, I surprised I don't have ever boy eating out of my hands with my gorgeous long legs.

I made my way into the kitchen for some breakfast. My parents were already sitting at the table.

"Kori!" my mom ran over to me, "you don't have time to eat! You are going to be late for your first day back at school!"

I groaned. My dad looked up at me.

"Come on Kor," he smiled, "The bus is going to be here any minute."

My parents are great. They aren't my real parents though. I was adopted. I've never met my real parents, and I've actually never wondered about them. People are always asking me if I ever think about what they were like, and, truthfully, I don't. The parents I have now are good enough for me. They don't look anything like me, though. My mom has blond hair and brown eyes, while my dad has brown hair and brown eyes. They do have olive skin like me, the one thing we have in common.

I started to walk back to my room to get dressed when I was stopped by my sister.

"What do you want Kamie?" I grumbled.

She laughed. That awful laugh she always does. I swear she is evil. "Nothing, sister," she replied, "I just love to mess with you in the morning."

I pushed my way past her. I don't know why everyone thinks we are twins. Besides the fact that my parents decided to name us both names that start with a K, we are nothing alike. Her hair is jet black and her eyes are not round like mine. They are more like sideways ovals, and they are black, which is totally weird but I shouldn't be talking since my eyes are no where near the color normal green eyes are. I guess our bodies are similar; she does have the same color skin that I do. But our personalities are way different. Besides the fact that she is evil, she always hangs out with the 'cool' crowd at out school. She's eighteen and I'm sixteen. She is a total bitch while I try to be nice to everyone, except her.

I opened my dresser drawer and grabbed the first thing I saw, which were a white tank top and a blue mini skirt. Then I heard the bus honk. I ran to my closed and grabbed my brown, lace-up heels, and then grabbed my backpack and sprinted to my front door. I yelled goodbye to my parents andran to the bus.

I was out of breath when I finally got there. I looked up and saw my best friend Raven, reading a book in one of the middle rows. I made my way towards her.

"Happy first day of school," I joked.

She looked up and smiled. Well, kind of smiled. Raven doesn't smile. She's what most people would call a 'goth,' but that doesn't change the fact that we are best friends. We have been ever since I moved to Gotham City two years ago. Raven is really beautiful, in her own way. She has dark black, almost purplish, hair, which is cut in an A line descending from the back of her neck to her chin. She has pale skin and her eyes are dark and almost purple, like her hair. She isn't as tall as me, just a little bit shorter. Her legs aren't as long as mine either, but her chest is pretty much the same size. We could share clothes if we didn't have totally different styles, or if her thighs were as small as mine, but I would never say that.

I sat down next to her and began to tie up my shoes. I suddenly felt someone breathing on my neck. I squealed and spun around.

"I scared you guys so bad!"

It was Garfield, or Gar, sitting behind us. I would probably consider Gar my second best friend. He is one of those guys who always tries to save the rain forest and eats tofu. But he is also one of the funniest people I know. He can always put me in a better mood. He is short and skinny. He has green eyes that are a little darker than mine, and, get this, his hair is dyed forest green. Garfield is totally cute, but I would never date him, we're too close, and he has a major crush on Raven.

"I totally scared you, Raven! Admit it," he continued.

Raven scowled at him. He looked disappointed, but then he saw the nervous look on my face and his playful smile returned.

"At least I scared Kori!" he beamed.

"Everything scares Kori," Raven replied in her usual monotone voice. I laughed and nodded. It's true, I scare way easily. I keep a crowbar under my mattress. You never know.

Raven went back to her book, and Gar sat back down on the seat behind us. I scanned the bus, bored. My eyes went to the back of the bus, the section where the popular kids sat. Raven, Gar, and I aren't nerds or anything, we're just there. I mean, plenty of guys have asked me out, but never one of the popular kids. First I saw Victor Stone. He was pretty much the captain of every sport at our school. He has dark brown skin and is very muscular. Of course, my sister was back there, flirting with one of the guys. Actually, she wasn't flirting with any guy. She was flirting with the guy. He's the coolest guy in the whole school. All the guys want to be friends with him, and all the girls want to date him. Who is he? Richard Grayson. He is the definition of handsome. He has sleek black hair and gorgeous blue eyes. God, I would date anyone with those eyes. But Richard could date anyone he wanted, he would never date me. He lives with his adoptive father Bruce Wayne in the biggest house in the city. Oddly enough, he looks just like Bruce. Richard is so handsome, so smooth, and so flirting with my sister. Did I mention she is evil?

Did you like that? I worked hard on it! So please, review with any questions, comments, or ways you want this story to go. Please review!

Once again, Starfirre