Sorry- been going through a rough time...

DISCLAIMER: I do not own teen titans, so shove that up your arse, BIATCH!

Kori:

The day went pretty smoothly…unless you count the fact that Grayson is in every single one of my classes! DAMMIT! It's a conspiracy! God, does the administration HATE me or something? At least Rach is in at least in my social studies class, and my art class. Gar and Vic are in those classes with me too. But still.

After school I had to go straight to Richard's house (kill me). It wasn't any trouble finding his house, considering everyone in TOWN knew where he lived.

He's Bruce Wayne's son. Find the biggest house in town and you're there.

About half an hour later I approached Wayne Manor and I practically fainted! The House was SO huge…like the size of 5 holiday inns.

Rich kid.

I came to the door and hesitantly rang the doorbell.

Hesitantly, as in 'Do I really want to walk in to GRAYSON'S house?'

Before I could make up an excuse to walk away, an old man with dress pants, a sport coat and a tie on answered the door.

"Oh, yes. Are you here to see Master Richard?"

I tried to hold in my laughter as much as possible. MASTER Richard!

"Uh, yes. Thank you, sir." I gave him a polite smile and waited.

He returned my smile and pressed a button on an intercom on the wall.

"Master Richard, your guest is here," the Butler said into the intercom. It was a couple of seconds before I could hear a reply.

"…Fine. I'm coming." Richard shut off the intercom.

The butler looked a little embarrassed. "Please excuse Richard. He is a little…stressed lately." The butler suddenly realized something and held out his hand for a shake. "I'm sorry, Miss. My name is Alfred if you need anything.

I smiled and shook his hand. "I'm Kori. And thank you."

I heard footsteps on marble floor and looked up at the stair case. Richard walked down the stairs and looked up at me.

Oh, god those eyes… I thought. Then I shook away the thoughts and realized Alfred was walking away and Richard was standing in front of me.

"Well, you showed up. Now all you have to do is do our project and leave," Richard said sounding more sarcastic than ever.

"Yea whatever, Grayson," I replied unleashing the bitchy-ness once more. "Where are we gonna work on this thing?"

"In the Study." Richard said. He motioned for me to follow him as he led me down a hallway to a door. As soon as he opened the door I stood in awe.

At least a hundred bookshelves full of books! Each shelf stood at least 30 feet high!

I am such a nerd when it comes to reading so I could've DIED in there! When I realized he was already sitting at a couch with a coffee table I snapped out of my nerdy daydreams and hurried over to the couch.

"So, how are we going to do this?" Richard said slumping lazily on the couch.

"Uh…well, do you have any books on Broadway plays?" I asked.

"We might have the book the Phantom of the Opera…" he said, getting up to look for the book. "But I don't think we have one of…oh…what was that other stupid play again?"

"Hairspray, and NO. It's not stupid. It's about a girl who stands up for her beliefs, despite what people say about her-"

"Whatever. It's stupid, okay?" Richard responded, annoyed. This made me angrier.

"Well, maybe you should see it before you judge it-"

"It's about a fat girl with big hair. Big whoop."

I wanted to kill him.

"Not everything is about being fat or skinny, or popular or not. It may be what you base YOUR standards on, but not me." I looked down at my notebook, resting on my lap. "Now, if you're finished being a total ass-cake I'd like to work on this project."

"WHAT did you call me, Anders?" Richard said as he stood up, his face turning red.

"You heard me!" And then it happened. Forces unknown controlled me.

I swiftly smacked him HARD in the face.

"OW! WTF Anders!" Richard said, holding his cheek in pain. Before you could say "OH, GOD I WISH I NEVER DID THAT!" I was out the door.

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-Melody