A/N: It's Xinthos again! You must be so happy…Lol. Anyway, I'm here with another chapter. I'd like to thank the people who reviewed. I appreciate more than you could know, but everyone in my house knows because I spent the rest of the day screaming about it. I want to thank you for being supportive and giving me a reason to update. Since I forgot to put it in the first chapter, the disclaimer's in this one.
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN TEEN TITANS! Sad, isn't it?
BB+RAVEN 4 EVER: Ok, first, I know your name has a multiply sign on it. I just can't find it on my keyboard…LOL. Thank you for your support and I hope I don't disappoint you in my next chapters. Keep reviewing!
Momomi: I'm glad you liked my sad attempt at humor and thank you for encouraging me. At first I wanted to do Raven as the teacher and Beast Boy as the student, but the end wouldn't make as much sense that way. Plus, who wouldn't want Beast Boy for a teacher? Unless, of course, you actually wanted to learn something.
TDG3RD: I'm glad you find it interesting. If you read my response above, you can see why I made Raven the teacher, although I'd be a bad author if I actually told you what the end was. I'm going to try to make this story interesting, but there's no guarantee. Read this chapter and let me know what you think. If there's something you want me to add, just right it in a review.
Thank you all for reviewing and I hope you keep doing it. If you have any ideas you Really want me to include in this story, E-mail them to me, but don't put them in a review because then everyone will know what happens. There's no guarantee that your idea will be written, but I will read and consider all suggestions. Now, ON WITH THE STORY!
Chapter Two, other wise known as: "Hey, Victor, check out the hottie with the purple hair."
Rachel walked slowly towards the nearest Starbucks, only having ten minutes until she had to be in Mr. Logan's class for detention. As much as she hated spending time with her teachers, at least she knew her friends would be there. She pulled off her sweater and tied it around her waist; it was too hot for that.
She gripped the handle of the door and pulled it open, stepping into the air-conditioned café. She noticed her teacher staring at her from across the room, talking with her teacher from computer class. Not bothering to listen to what they were saying about her, she placed her order for the usual herbal tea and sat down at a near by table with her book. If her teacher was here, she couldn't be late for detention, right?
On the other side of the room Garfield sat with his new friend, Victor Stone, the computer teacher at Gotham High School whom he had met in the teacher's lounge. Who knew they had video games in there?
"Hey, Victor, check out the hottie with the purple hair."
Victor turned his head and glanced at the girl and almost laughed. Could Garfield not see how young she was?
"I'm going to go talk to her." Obviously not. Before he could do anything about it, Garfield had already walked up to Rachel on the other side of the room. Victor grinned, getting up from the table, who would want to miss this?
"Hey." Came an unnaturally deep voice from above her. She glanced up at her teacher, and decided to hear him out. Oh was that a bad idea. Apparently, he couldn't recognize her, and she couldn't particularly blame him.
"What are you reading?" He asked, placing his hand on the freshly washed table. Unfortunately for him, when tables are washed, they become quite slippery, so, he slipped. Rachel sensed the catastrophe early enough to avoid it. She got up just as he fell over, his arm slipping underneath him. He hit his head on the table before collapsing on the ground in an awkward tangle of limbs.
Rachel looked at the stupidity in front of her and almost smiled. Almost. Victor, who had come just in time to see the disaster, did much more than that. He was on the floor next to Garfield, pounding his massive fists into the ground in an attempt to stop laughing. Rachel sighed; the whole place was staring at them now. Her tea lay spilled on the table and dripping on Garfield's head, so much for that.
Garfield pulled himself up off the floor, red with embarrassment.
"I'm sorry about your tea." He said, his fake macho voice gone for the moment.
"It's fine." Wait, that voice… It sounded really familiar. Why couldn't he place it?
"I'll buy you a new one later. Maybe at lunch, on Saturday?" He looked hopeful, his eyes big and shining. She almost felt guilty for saying no.
"I have to be somewhere." She said hurriedly and walked out the door before Garfield could get a word in. Outside Rachel pulled her sweater over her head. Was her teacher just trying to ask her out? She scoffed at herself, only one person had ever asked her out, and she had almost become a mother because of it. Her frowned deepened. No need to bring up old memories. He must have not recognized her as a student, why would someone want to ask out someone six years younger than them?
Garfield straightened himself out and glared at his grinning friend.
"What are you staring at?"
"You don't know anything do you?" Garfield looked confused. Well, more confused than he usually did. He was not all that bright for a teacher.
"What are you talking about?" Victor sighed at him.
"That girl," Victor began, catching his breath from laughing so hard, "Is a senior in high school. She's in my computer class fifth period, her name's Rachel."
"Rachel?" It couldn't be the same Rachel could it? Why would she want to hide a face like that?
"You know her?" 'Know her? I almost had the urge to slap her.' Garfield thought to himself, remembering their argument. Not that he would ever really slap her, of course.
"Yeah, I know her. She's in my first period, I just never get to see her face." Victor smiled at his friend.
"Not a lot of people do."
"She sure is hot though." Victor said to Garfield, teasing him about the way he had flirted earlier. Victor burst out laughing. To him it was a joke, Garfield wasn't kidding.
Rachel reached detention on time, not surprised to find her teacher was late. Kori had not started cleaning the chalkboards yet, as she was still talking to Richard. She sat down in the seat next to them.
"Friend Raven!" Kori exclaimed upon noticing her friend. Rachel, used to the nickname, greeted her politely before opening her book and pretending to read.
"So, Kori, I've been wondering…" Richard started. Rachel gripped her book tighter, could he finally be doing? Was he… going to ask her out? 'Oh my God, the world's going to end.' Were Rachel's first thoughts. No matter how many times Richard tried to do this, it always came out interesting.
"Yes?" Asked Kori, hopeful that maybe he could just ask her and get it over with. Come to think of it, why hadn't she asked him out yet?
"Will you…?" Kori leaned forward in her seat until she was practically falling off of it. Rachel joined her, the book in her hands long forgotten. 'Deep breaths Richard, she's your friend. She won't make fun of you.' Thoughts churned in his head, his stomach doing flips.
"Will you go out with me?" Rachel dropped her book, for once in her life, she was grinning. She jumped out of her seat.
"TOUCHDOWN! YOU FINALLY DID IT YOU IDIOT!" It took everyone a second to comprehend what had just happened. Kori looked pleased, nervous, and a little scared at Rachel's behavior. Richard looked like he was going to laugh. Rachel sat down quickly, a neutral expression replacing the one of joy that had been there not too long ago.
"This NEVER happened." Now they were both scared. How could one person be so intimidating? As quickly as the OOC Raven had appeared, she was gone. Much to the relief of my readers, I'm sure. Kori and Richard spent most of the time until the teacher came thinking about what they were going to do on their date, and Rachel was actually reading this time.
Garfield made it to the detention room ten minutes late, cursing at himself, dripping wet with tea, and bruises on his head and arms. No doubt someone was going to say something.
"Mr. Logan?" Came Kori's voice from across the room. He looked up at her, giving the signal to continue.
"Why are you wet and damaged?" Garfield sighed; this was going to be embarrassing.
"Funny story," He started, blushing slightly, "See, I went to Starbucks and saw Rachel there so I decided to see how she was." He looked over at Rachel to see her reaction. He wondered if she could even tell he was flirting. Not that he would ever find out, the expression on her face looked almost permanent.
"So, I rested my arm on the table and slipped, bumped my head, and spilled Rachel's tea on myself." Was it her, or was Garfield changing the story slightly?
"It's no big deal really." He said, focusing on grading his papers. Rachel gave him an odd look, deciding not to push the matter. She could always ask him tomorrow when Kori and Richard were on their date. Detention with a teacher she didn't know anything about.
Almost as if she was reading her mind, Kori spoke.
"If you are to spend the rest of the year in detention with him, you might as well get to know him a little." Rachel looked at her like she was crazy, making Kori roll her eyes.
"If you know him a little better, you can see what you're dealing with." That made more sense.
"That's not such a bad idea, I suppose. I'll start tomorrow. I mean, what could happen?"
A/N: Nothing much to say here. Richard finally asked Kori out on a date and the next chapter will be about that and Rachel trying to get to know Garfield. Review and make me happy plz?