Author Note:Hi, yes its another A/U I like A/U's they're intresting.I'm not forgeting Romeo And Juliet High either, i just had an idea. (I have alotof ideas, just ask Angel-4rom-Heaven) This is one I thought of in a dream. I don't know how far I'm going with it but if you like it and praise it, I'll write some more. I also have another fic that I'm going to start soon (It wont be an A/U)but I'm going to try and finish the ones I have first...maybe. You know how it is...maybe...ok I'll stop. This doesnt start with the Titans not being friends, they all ready are. And I used some of the issues I dealt with hearing this school year about people. (Two more days of school. As Cyborg would say... BOOYA!) Well here it is.
P.S-I'm not trying to hate on Terra or anything.
DisclaimerI do not own Teen Titans.
Chapter One
Garfield Logan, 16 years old, light brown hair and green eyes you could stare at for hours. He was a thin boy with messy hair and a happy personality. He walked slowly down his neighborhood street taking a bite out of his hand made tofu breakfast sandwich. He waved at some familiar faces and crossed into the yard of a yellow and white house. He walked to the side of the house and threw a rock at the second floor window. This was his usual morning.
Rachel Roth, 16 years old with shoulder length violet hair and gorgeous gray violet looking eyes slipped a black tank top and then a black jacket she had found in the Lost and Found table on her slim body and put on her only black jeans. She was very pale but a pale beauty. A lot of people labeled her as a Goth, but she just likes black. Rachel peeked out her door into her father's room and made sure her drunken dad was knocked out. He was. Snoring louder than ever too. Rachel felt relieved and she got her book bag off her dresser and opened her window.
" 'Sup?" Garfield called looking up at her. Rachel waved and threw her book bag on the ground, landing next to Garfield. Garfield always worried about his friend jumping from her window each morning. What if she fell? Broke a bone? He offered to catch her she refused.
Rachel took a deep breath and jumped. She always closed her eyes, she experimented that looking down always made it hurt. She landed, not softly, next to Garfield. He helped her up gently taking her hand and pulling her up. She wiped her jeans off and looked at Garfield.
"Hey," she greeted him. He gave her a small wave his mouth full. She threw her book bag over her shoulder and they began walking away from her house.
"Did you study for Chang's test?" Garfield asked wiping his hands on his jeans as he finished his sandwich. Rachel shook her head.
"I didn't even think about it. No big deal." Rachel replied. Garfield shrugged.
"Its 50 of you're grade you know." Garfield added. Rachel rolled her eyes. She knew where this was going.
"Did you study?" she asked.
"Nope." Garfield said.
"Figures." Rachel said. They crossed the street and continued to walk. Jump City High was only two blocks away from they're neighborhood. While they walked in silence now, a red Mercedes with 4 jocks and 2 cheerleaders including Tara Marvok drove up to them. The music was loud with rock music.
"Great…" Rachel muttered.
"Hey! Logan and Roth!" one of the jocks yelled out. He whistled at Rachel. They all laughed. Rachel and Garfield kept walking. They stopped on the curb and Tara Marvok jumped out.
Tara Marvok was the most popular girl in school. Her best friend was Kitten Moth. Blonde Beauties, they were known as. Tara had long yellow blonde hair with big blue eyes and she always wore a mini skirt. She was very skinny and she liked to talk. Mostly about herself, and about other people. She always had a different boyfriend a week, but no she wasn't a whore, she says. Kitten had shoulder length blonde hair and always wore pink. Pink, pants, pink skirts, pink shirts, pink shorts, pink, pink, pink. Kitten although was a follower. She had no backbone whatsoever. She was always at Tara's side and agreed to everything she said. She never had the same boyfriend each week unless they gave her jewelry and everything she asked for.
Tara walked up to Rachel and Garfield and smiled. Garfield smiled back not resisting and Rachel looked at him with disbelief and rolled her eyes.
"Hey Gar, Rachel." Tara said politely.
"Hey." Garfield said almost shyly. Rachel felt like throwing up.
"How come you guys don't ride to school with us? Its not like we don't know each other." Tara said pointing to the Mercedes.
"Maybe its because you don't talk to us, like us, or invite us." Rachel said rudely.
"How bout I pick you up tomorrow at you're house Garfield?" Tara asked totally ignoring Rachel's comment. Rachel glared at Garfield and Garfield caught her glare and snapped out of Tara's spell.
"Uh, that's, okay. We only live two blocks away." He said. Rachel sighed with relief. Tara looked disappointed and frowned a little. She nodded.
"Alright then, well talk to you later maybe." She said getting back in the car. Rachel then caught an angry glare from Tara as they drove off. She shook it off.
"There's nothing wrong with making new friends." Garfield said quietly. Rachel didn't answer him immediately. She hated Tara with a passion. They never got along. One time the year before, Tara and Kitten started a rumor, just because they were bored, that Rachel had been a lesbian. So of course the next day, everyone walked up to her and asked her if she was a lesbian, or if she dated another girl, and if she even slept with another girl. She already, knew that Tara and Kitten had started it because they were like that. They always started rumors. Rachel had gotten in numerous fights that year.
"I don't like her Gar." She finally said. Garfield sighed.
"On the inside she's really nice." Garfield said wondering if that excuse was ever going to work.
"No she's not, why do you like her?" Rachel demanded. "Is it because she's blonde and pretty? Or popular and always had the latest fashion?"
"Not really…" Garfield started. They walked up the school steps and Rachel stopped at the top
"But you still like her. Not every pretty girl has a pretty personality Garfield." Rachel said going inside now trying to get away from him. Garfield tried catch up with her.
"Come on Rachel, I know you're thinking about last year but that was last year." He said. Rachel turned around now angry.
"You're so dense! That was not just last year that was my reputation, not that I care what people think about me but I would have think maybe my best friend would be on my side." Rachel said turning around. She walked away leaving in the middle of a crowded hallway. But Garfield didn't worry, he and Rachel were known for fighting. That was the way they got to be best friends.
Garfield other best friend Victor Stone, the tall African-American who was good at all sports approached him shaking his head disapprovingly.
"Ya'll just stepped into the school, and ya'll already fighting. Don't tell me," Victor said holding a hand to Garfield's mouth, as he was about to answer. "It was about Tara."
"Right," said Garfield. He sighed and they started walking down the busy hall. Victor grinned. He was very tall and muscular, he was also very smart. Not just with schoolwork but with relationships.
"I don't know how you two stay best friends when you fight a lot." Victor said.
"Me neither! Its not that I don't like being her friend, but sometimes I think she's just really bitter." Garfield said. Victor disagreed.
"Nope, she has hidden feelings for you dawg." Victor said taking out a apple from his large jacket. Garfield stopped in the middle of the hallway.
"Not this again…" he groaned. Victor nodded.
"Yes this again, its obvious Rachel is jealous, well not jealous, but angry at Tara, because she gets you're attention a different way. Tara, popular, pretty, and a cheerleader, gets you're attention because you think of her in…lets say a guys way. Rachel, on the other hand, your best friend, pretty, and well you're best friend. You think of her as maybe a sister, someone you care for. But she may think of you as someone she wants to—" Garfield cut him off.
"Okay, okay, I get it, you don't have to explain it over and over every time. But I'm tellin' you its not like that. Most of the time she hates my guts." Garfield said. Victor snorted.
"Yeah she kinda does. But that just makes her like you more. Its called opposites attract." Victor said. Garfield nodded. That he did agree with. Rachel was more dark, quiet and sarcastic, yet he was funny, talkative and nice. He wondered if he had hidden feelings like Victor was explaining. Garfield once had a dream he kissed her and she kissed him back. But he didn't think a lot about it. Until now.
I hoped you liked it. I'm going to update very soon. I'm a picky person. But not next week, I'm out of town. Going to Atlanta.
Reveiw please
Baby05
