Disclaimer: Teen Titans not mine…yet.

A/N: First of all, I want to thank everyone who has reviewed. I'm surprised you guys bother since I'm a very crappy writer, but oh well…you guys are awesome! Sorry for not updating earlier, but I had this problem with the wireless connection and so...yeah...Well, here's the third chapter...

Thanks again to Vandagirl519 for the ideas…I really need them. Also thanks to Darkofthenight, Kittykat01, darkaurora, Lost Inside, and Sorceress of Demon Otters for reviewing.

You're Not Too Bright.

Trixie, one of Kori's friends spoke. "Well, well, well. What do we have here? It seems like…Raven…and her friends."

"Well, well, well," Raven mocked, "what do we have here? It seems like …Trixie…and her bunch of snobs." Jinx and Patrick cracked up while Trixie and the rest of the cheerleaders looked indignant.

"You will wish you had not called us that!" Kori said

"I'm sorry, but I believe I just did."

"You're just bitchy 'cause you're jealous we're pretty, rich, popular and have friends," Trixie stopped to look at Jinx and Patrick, "real friends anyway."

"What does she mean real? Are we made of smoke or something?" Jinx whispered to Patrick, who shrugged.

"You gave me that little speech of yours last year, remember? And newsflash: yes, I'm bitchy because I can't hang out with you bunch of suck-ups." Raven mimicked quotation marks with her fingers.

"We would not want you to do the hanging out with us, your bad reputation as a freak would ruin ours!" Kori screamed.

"Hey genius!" Blackfire interrupted, "you're in the wrong line!"

Kori looked at the sign in front of the table which had a P-R sign and turned around to look at her sister. A slightly embarrassed look came over her facial features, and with a small sniff, she and her group moved to the A-E line. "Next…next...NEXT!"

Raven came out of her trance and walked to the front of the table. "Last name?" the lady sitting behind the desk asked, looking at the dark girl with a bored look behind her glasses.

"Roth, Raven," she answered. Hadn't she been in enough fights already so that by now the counselor would at least recognize her face? Apparently not. The woman handed her the schedule and she glanced at it.

Name: Roth, Raven. Sex: Female. I.D. Number: 88803. Grade: 12th (Senior).

Period Course Teacher Room

1 English4PMrs. GannonL-1

2 Government Mr. ModM-4

3 Ac. Algebra3-4 Ms. Zimmer K-9

4 Ac. Chemistry Mr. Mumbo E-7

5 TutorialMr. Blood R-5

6 Art Mr. Liu H-3

"So? What you got?" Jinx asked after getting her own schedule.

"I get to go to a room called K-9. Apparently these people don't know I'm a cat person," she responded, walking out of the line.

"Gimme that." Jinx snatched the paper out of Raven's hand. "Looks like we only have English together."

"But she has two classes with me," said Patrick, who had suddenly appeared next to Jinx.

"Hey Pat, we have Gym and Psychics together again," said Ben, who was standing behind Patrick.

"Didn't you guys take Psychics last year?" Blackfire asked, confused.

"Yeah, we did, but we blew it." Ben informed her. "Our favorite part of the class was the non-study game." He and Patrick looked at each other and smiled widely.

"So does anyone feel like checking out the old bats?" Patrick asked, putting his hands in his pockets, trying to steer the conversation to another topic.

"Maybe we should get the supplies list and get a hall locker. I don't feel like discussing rules right now."

"I agree with you Rae, but is not like you follow them anyway. I think that if we're gonna get lockers we should get in line, though."

"Nice planning," Blackfire whispered. Jinx gave her the look and the group moved to the student store.

It was a privilege for the seniors to get locker on their own instead of having a locker partner as it had happened in the past three years. It was some sort of relief for the seniors but not fair for the rest of the school. Each got their own locker and went to check the location as well as their classrooms.

Some teachers looked enthusiastic about meeting the students before school started, while some others did a very bad job at faking their mood. The same could be said for the students. The students liked to give the teachers ratings for the first day. Some teachers looked nice, some looked too nice, some looked strict, and some looked kind of crazy. To Raven it didn't matter. With the years she had learned that appearances deceived.

Teachers rushed around greeting students while students rushed around trying to get out of there as fast as they could. An example of this exceptional kind of student was Benjamin. It was becoming sort of a habit to get in, pick up what he needed, and get out…short, sweet, and to the point. About 15 minutes passed when every one was carrying around a bunch of different-colored papers which contained supplies and syllabuses, ready to go home.

"So do you guys wanna do something today?" asked Blackfire.

"You girls can do something, we already have plans," Ben informed the group.

"Where are you going?" Jinx asked with surprise.

"We and other guys in the neighborhood have organized a paintball tournament."

"Paintball tournament? Why didn't you tell us before, we could have gotten in!"

"Sorry, no girls allowed."

"Why not?"

"Though sport…girls are too sensitive."

"Paintball is much of a sport as cheerleading," Blackfire objected.

"Too sensitive, huh? So, why were did you scream the day we were at the pet store an a hamster scaped?" Raven asked.

"W-wh- what?" Ben asked wide-eyed.

"We went to the pet store two weeks ago, remember? A hamster scaped from its cage and when it passed by you, you started screaming like a little girl."

"Me? When? I don't recall seeing a fugitive hamster and screaming...matter of fact, I don't remember being at the pet store with you at all."

"Uh-huh," said Raven, crossing her arms in front of her chest and giving Benjamin a smug look.

"HA HA HA! Good one, Rae," the boy said as he slowly backed away from the group and looked at the sky, "Oh look how late it is…well, I better go, see you later Pat!"and he hurried off from the rest of the group, taking large and quick steps. The rest looked at him as he turned left on the corner and disappeared.

"Was that true? When was that?" asked Jinx with curiosity and trying to suppress a small laugh. Blackfire and Patrick also looked perplexed.

"Probably two weeks ago. So what are we doing today?"

"I'd say we go and tackle this down," said Patrick raising the supplies list.

"That's probably a good idea," Jinx agreed.

"Then maybe we can go grab an ice cream or something," Blackfire proposed.

"Sounds good to me." The four friends walked slowly down the wiggly path that went to the back gate of the school, the school day finally over…little did they knew hell was only starting to break loose…

A/N: Okay, so maybe the whole 'hell starting to break loose' thing is fake, but so what? I need some sort of way to grab your attention…and now that I have it…inexistent extra credit points to those who review and give me ideas such as:

1.girl A sticks girl B's face in toilet

2.boy gets caught with pigs in principal's office

3.boy gets sick and pukes on girl's blouse

Ok, I think you get it…I will try to update as soon I can, but don't expect much from me…even though it doesn't seem like it, I do have a life, you know. Rock on, guys!

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