Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything, okay? I do not own the Titans, fictional or the real deal. I also do not own Alexandria. But I do stake claim to Paige, her mother and any other characters that you do not recognize throughout the story.
Chapter 1: Getting the News
"Ma, why!" a seventeen year old girl shouted angrily from her seat at the bottom of the stairs. The girl's mother leaned against the wall, rubbing her forehead.
"Paige..." the mother said softly. The girl stood up suddenly and jogged up the stairs.
"I won't move! I won't!" Paige said going into her room, then slamming the door. She slid down the door and sat there with her legs brought up to her chest. Paige's stormy grey eyes glared angrily at the wall.
Of all the places to move... Alexandria, Virginia. Feh. And all for some stupid teaching job. Paige thought to herself. She tucked a strand of wavy pitch black hair behind her ear before drumming her fingers on her jean clad legs.
Maybe this won't be so bad?
Ah, who am I kiddin'. This is gonna be hell.
Great, now I'm arguing with myself. Maybe if I go to sleep and when I wake up, I'll find out this is a dream... yeah, a horrible dream. Paige thought standing up from the floor and climbing into her bed. She didn't bother to change out of he street clothes.
In the morning Paige found out that yesterday was not a dream and that they were moving to Alexandria. They spent the whole day packing with very few outbursts from Paige only angry muttering. Elizabeth, Paige's mom, sighed as she packed the pictures from the shelves. She smiled sadly as she came across a ten year old Paige smiling, holding up a trophy for ice skating.
Maybe this move will get Paige back into ice skating. I just hope they have a rink. Elizabeth thought hopefully. She quickly placed the photo in the packing box when she heard Paige walking down the stairs. Elizabeth looked up and watched Paige carrying a box down the stairs. Paige set the filled box on the floor at the bottom of the stairs, then turned to her mom.
"I've got everything in my room packed." Paige stated and sat down on the bottom step. Elizabeth sighed and walked over to her daughter. She sat down next to Paige and wrapped her arms around her and rested her chin on Paige's shoulder.
"This won't be so bad, sweetie. It'll be a great way to make new friends... Plus sweetie, they need a art teacher real bad. The school is just now integrating and some old teachers won't work there." Elizabeth started, but was cut off by Paige.
"Great, I can see the first day of school now. Riots and picket signs. Things just keeps gettin' better." Paige said sarcastically. Elizabeth held Paige tighter, she lightly brushed back her daughters hair.
"I really need this job and you know that. You'll see that this move won't be so bad." Elizabeth said. Paige rolled her eyes.
"I don't want to leave Manhattan. It's our home." Paige said desperately. Elizabeth stood up and walked back into the living room.
"It won't be so bad. You'll get used to it. After a while." Elizabeth said. Paige sighed and went back up stairs to bring down the packed boxes.
A/N: So what do you think? Good, bad? Please review, but if you don't want to thanks for reading the story anyway.