Notes: Just know that the characters will probably continue to be OOC throughout the story. It is for a reason. Oh, and the pairings really jump around in this story. So a lot of the ones that you see now could very well change sometime in the story. And for those of you who don't know what 'The Faculty' is about, it is a Science Fiction movie.

Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own Teen Titans or anything having to do with the Faculty. Some of the lines are from the movie.

Terra Hutchinson looked around quickly before approaching the school building. Nobody was in sight, a sign that classes had already started. She quickened her pace a bit, heading for the stairs leading to the main building. Terra stopped however as two girls dressed in black became visible. They were sitting on the steps, obviously not caring that they were late to class. One, a dark-skinned girl glanced up at Terra disinterestedly before returning her gaze to the steps. The other girl ignored her completely.

"Excuse me," Terra asked, pausing for a moment, "Where's the principal's office? I'm new here." The girl who had looked up earlier didn't reply right away, but soon jerked a thumb in the direction of the building behind her.

"Thanks," Terra told her, though it was really no help, "I'm Terra Hutchinson by the way." She stood where she was, not quite ready to enter the building.

"Bee," the girl finally responded, seeing that Terra wasn't leaving. Terra looked at her in confusion, "Mess with me and you get stung."

"Who's your friend," Terra asked, wanting to continue conversation. The other girl, who had reddish-brown hair, looked over at her. Icy-blue eyes drawn into a glare were her only answer.

"That's Silence," Bee replied with a sigh, clearly having wanted the conversation to end minutes earlier, "It's best to keep her that way unless you want to get insulted."

"Well, it was nice to meet you," Terra said. With a last glance at the two girls, she entered the building. Since she still didn't know where exactly to go, she decided to stop the first person she saw.

A guy exited a bathroom to her left, dabbing a tissue to his nose. He was walking quickly, muttering under his breath about who knows what. More than likely about his fate when he finally got to class.

"Hey you," she called out. He visibly flinched, but turned around to face her anyway. His eyes were closed, almost as if he was expecting someone to hit him. His eyes opened soon however, when no punch came. A brilliant green was revealed. He looked at her in confusion and slight fear.

"What," he asked, his voice hoarse.

"Where's the office," Terra asked, the second time in the last fifteen minutes. He pointed to her right, where a line of windows were visible. A sign by a door beside them proclaimed 'Office'. She felt a bit embarrassed, "Thanks. What's your name by the way? I'm Terra."

"G-Garfield," he stuttered out. Terra laughed softly and Garfield cringed.

"What," she asked, clearly confused, "It's a nice name. I think it's cute." Garfield's eyes widened, "Maybe I'll see you around?" He only nodded, a slight blush from the compliment adorning his face.

"Yeah, maybe," he whispered his reply, more to himself than her. She smiled quickly and headed for the office. Garfield meanwhile realized that he had spent more time in the hallway than needed and raced down the hall to his first class, English.

(Hallway: Cyborg)

"Jinx, wait up," Cyborg called, spotting his girlfriend in the crowd. He ran to catch up with her, not paying any attention to who he pushed out of his way, "I need to talk to you."

Jinx didn't stop, but turned to the girl who walked beside her. After a moment, the girl left, but Jinx kept walking. Cyborg reached her side a second later and pulled her to one side, by a set of lockers.

"Sorry, I can't talk now," Jinx told him, "I have a major crisis on my hands."

"I'm quitting football," he said quickly, wanting to be sure that she couldn't avoid him. She glanced over at him, as if it wasn't big news, "Not just for tomorrow, for the year. I'm never playing again."

"Why would you do that," Jinx asked, now gaining his full attention, her voice full of shock.

"I decided that academics was more important than football," he answered, "I need to raise my grade. Maybe get a scholarship…"

"Scholarship," Jinx exclaimed in disbelief, "Victor, your only chance at a scholarship is in football. Stick with what you're good at."

"I'm good at all the sports," Cyborg told her, "I want to go to college based on brains. I'm not stupid Jinx."

"Well, while you're on your quest for knowledge, what am I supposed to do," Jinx questioned, "Head cheerleaders don't date academic wannabes."

"I thought you'd be with me on this," he said.

"Well you thought wrong," Jinx told him. With that, she swiftly began to walk down the hallway. Cyborg stared after her in shock, then left for his next class as the warning bell rang.

(Lunchtime: Raven)

When lunchtime arrived, Raven wasn't surprised to find her usual table abandoned. Everyone knew not to mess with her and therefore didn't try to pick fights by stealing anything of hers, especially her table.

She placed her bags on the ground and pulled out her small lunch: a ham sandwich and a soda. She also brought out a book, Double Star by Robert Heinlein. She liked to read after she finished eating. Sitting down on the metal benches on either side, she blocked out everything around her. She quickly ate her lunch and turned to where she left off in her book. Raven had barely finished the first page when something drew her attention.

"Can I sit here," a voice interrupted. Raven looked up to see a blonde girl standing there. Raven's eyes narrowed into a glare, a sure sign to leave her alone, but the girl appeared to be unaffected by it. Instead, she sat down on the opposite end of the table and placed her bag beside her, "I'm Terra." Raven didn't reply, "I'm new."

"Obviously," Raven finally spoke.

"What do you mean," Terra asked. Before Raven could respond, saying that only new kids didn't know not to talk to her, get close to her, or most important, make eye contact.

"Never mind," Raven told her, trying to keep her temper in check.

"What's your name," Terra asked.

"Why do you want to know my name," Raven questioned, glancing up and narrowing her eyes suspiciously.

"It just seemed that you have no friends," Terra replied, "I thought you might-"

"Hey Raven," Jinx approached, throwing an arm around the girl. Raven quickly shrugged her off, "Attempting to make friends?" She turned her attention to Terra, "Welcome to Herrington! I'm Jill Sanders, but you can call me Jinx."

"Thanks," Terra replied, looking glad to finally have someone want to talk to her.

"Don't you just love the way Raven accessorizes all the different shades of black in her outfit," Jinx asked. Raven cringed slightly and glared at her.

"Don't you have anything better to do than insult me," Raven asked her.

"Yes, but I'm taking a short break," Jinx replied with a grin, "Well, it was nice talking to you, but I have more important things to do with my time right now." She walked away, most likely to discuss a so-called "important issue" to someone who cared.

Raven stood at that moment and gathered her things. Terra looked at her in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Stay away from me," Raven told her, "It's just better that way." She left immediately, but Terra remained where she was, with still no friends to talk to.

(Lunchtime: Garfield)

Garfield observed the other students eating lunch from his spot on top of the bleachers. He had discovered the hard way that unless he wanted to get beat up, it was best if he didn't eat lunch with everyone.

The football field was directly in front of him and luckily, nobody else was around. Garfield finished his lunch and glanced around, grabbing his things, before descending the bleachers. In reality, he wasn't supposed to be there. Lunch was reserved for the courtyard or cafeteria. He approached the trashcan at the bottom of the steps and threw his trash inside. As he turned to head towards the school, something caught his eye.

An object sat beside the trashcan, and curiously, he picked it up. It appeared to be a bug-like creature the color of flesh. It didn't respond to his touch and appeared to be dead. He studied it closely, the creature not appearing familiar as any he'd seen before.

"What are you doing here," the football coach, Coach Willis, otherwise known as 'The Mammoth' for his large size. Garfield jumped and turned towards the voice, placing the hand holding the bug-like thing behind his back.

"Eating lunch," he answered truthfully.

"Well, this ain't the cafeteria son," Willis told him.

"Yes, I know that," Garfield told him nervously, "Sorry sir. I'll just go now."

"You're…uh…I forget your name," Willis stopped him.

"Garfield," he answered, not wanting any more trouble.

"Right….I've seen you around before. You're not really into sports, are you?"

"I don't believe a person should run unless he's being chased," Garfield told him

"Being chased, eh," Coach Willis asked, "I like that." Garfield couldn't help but notice the wild gleam in the Coach's eyes. In fear, he quickly took off down the field and towards his next class, the hand holding the insect clenched tightly.. Maybe his science teacher would know what the creature was.

Shout-Outs:

DigitalGlowStick – Thank you for reviewing! You're the first…and only so far. Thank you for liking their OOCness. I was a bit worried about that. About the pairings, I do love BBRae, so I'll see what I can do.