Disclaimer: I, XgoldenxshipsX, do not own the Teen Titans or anything. Yes, I know, it is very sad.

I am sorry for any confusion, Chloee0x0, and I shall name the POV's I went ahead and fixed that in the other chapters :D Oh, and I wanna make this story about 20 or 15 chapters if not more because this is just showing you how their life is in high school. NO I will not rush.

Starbucks

Kori

"Hello," It comes out more as a question. I was getting ready for Richard to come over and pick me up for lunch. I showered and wore nothing wore nothing fancy. I just threw on some clothes and put my hair in a fishtail braid so it could look like I actually did not just throw myself together. I was wearing some light colored, high-waisted shorts.

"Hello, it's been so long," his deep, raspy voice rang through the phone. A voice I remembered. A voice that actually was still here. I smiled, daydreaming what it was like back on Tamaran. Probably scorching and dry like it always is.

"Galfore? Oh, it is wonderful to hear your voice. I assume you are doing well," I said with real concern.

"Yes, I'm fine. I am terribly sorry about what happened to Luanne and Myan-" his tone was serious and sincere.

"-And my brother I know, I know. Turns out Komi left too," I told him.

"Koma? What happened to her?"

"Oh, nothing it just turns out that she did not wish to stay here and since she's 19 she's basically an adult."

"Well, you certainly cannot stay in that house all alone. That's why I am coming over there and we both are going to go see your brother," he said trying to cheer me up. How can he come over to see Ryan? In the graveyard?

"But I thought-"

"It seems as Koma didn't tell you about Ryan. If you watched the news, bumgorf, they said the plane crash caused many deaths and injuries," he drew out the word injuries.

Ryan? He might be alive? I guess I was just very pessimistic to think that everyone died. Or maybe I thought that everyone was dead because that was what Komi told me. She probably didn't know about that part. However, if she didn't know how does Galfore know?

"The hospital called the your house and my house and apparently Ryan is in the hospital with severe injuries," he stated lowering his tone at the last part. I was feeling different emotions at the same time, it was so overwhelming.

"Then we shall go and see him right away!" I said forgetting all about Richard.

"I understand how you fell, but visiting hours are at five and he is under some medication right now. I'll be there around 4:30."

"Okay I'll see you later."

"Bye," he said shortly and softly. For a strong and big man he had a heart of gold. Everyone knows that he would not dare to hurt a fly.

"Richard," I snapped back into reality. So, I know that I have a curfew of 4:30, but just how do I tell Richard if he wants to stay late. I take a look at the clock. If it is 1:05 that should give us enough time for lunch and a movie.

Just in time he rang the doorbell. As I walked over to the door I slipped on my Toms and he knocked this time.

"Coming!" I shouted to let him know that I was near. I opened the door to see him leaning on the wall to my house. Looking as cool as Dick Grayson could ever get.

"Hey, Kor," he beamed and I blushed at the new nickname. Well, it wasn't really that new since my mom used to call me that. My mom. He looked at me as if it was his fault.

"Sorry," he said looking up at me, stepping down the porch steps. What was he sorry about? He surly did not do anything. It just brought up an old memory. I did not even know what he was sorry about at the time because I was so lost in thought.

Finally I spoke up," No, no, it's fine. You can call me Kor if you want."

"You know, that's one of the first time I've heard you use a contraction."

He was right. Due to my Tamaranian ways of not being able to speak full English, I do not always use contractions. I've been getting better at using contractions. When I was in elementary school, my sister had to constantly stick up for me because I would always get picked on because of the way I spoke. I do not actually know why I speak the way I do, but I guess it's like if you ask someone why they had freckles. Or why their hair was blonde instead of brown. Why their voice was so low. It is just the way I am.

I laughed as he, once again opened the passenger door before running off to the driver's seat. I could get used to these leather seats.

"So, where are we going?" I asked. I knew we were going to get lunch, but I did not know where.

"I don't know. Where do you want to go to eat?" We started driving out of the neighborhood. On our way to nowhere.

"I do not know. I asked you first."

"Yeah, but you're the passenger. Therefore, you get to choose the place to eat."

"It is not that simple!" I teased as I put my hand up to my forehead. He laughed at my silliness.

"You have an amazing smile, Richard."

He stumbled with his words,"Oh-oh really?"

I nodded,"Yep. You should smile more."

He smiled again, which made me smile. "So, what do you want to eat?"

"I could really definitely use some Chick-fil-A right now, but you know today's Sunday," I laughed and he smiled at me again.

"If you're looking for something light to eat we could go to Panera Bread or Grab a coffee at Starbucks?"

"Starbucks would be lovely!"

He popped in a CD. Track one started and it played "Demons" by Imagine Dragons. It was not my style of music but it clearly was his style. He started humming along until we both were singing. Funny, how this reminded me of the time when he drove me to school. He turned the music down just before minimum.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to," his voice got more serious,"but why did you leave the sleepover early?"

Oh, no. I knew he was going to ask me that. It was not that I didn't trust him It was just that...I do not even know how to explain it. I didn't know if I should tell him or if I should just say "It is personal". Of coarse that is going to make the whole ride awkward. His eyes are still focused on the road.

The car got quiet and we sat in this awkward silence. I looked out at the window trying to fight the urge to confess everything that has happened in a single day.

"Um," I take a deep breath before continuing," I just. There was an accident," I finished lamely.

"A car accident? Was everyone okay?" Richard asked.

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We pulled up to Starbucks and parked in a parking space under a tree. After he ejected the key out of the ignition and stared at me, patiently waiting for me to answer his question.

"Well? Was everyone in the car accident okay?"

"Well, it was not exactly a c-car accident," I choke out the words. I take another deep breath trying to calm myself. I didn't want to break down in front of him. I did not want to appear weak. He stared at me, waiting for all the details. I could tell by the way his face looked in that moment, he knew it wasn't going to end happily ever after.

I felt something warm in my hands. He was holding it. I looked at him, staring into those blue eyes beneath those sunglasses. "My parents died in a plane crash and my brother is badly hurt," I admitted. He gasped, surprisingly.

"I-I'm sorry. I know how you feel," He muttered the last part. He still held my hand and smiled a sincere smile. I suddenly felt better. Much better.

"You know how I feel?" I asked. Neither of us dared to get out of the vehicle until this story was told. Besides, who would want to get out when you have a true friend there holding your hand? I know I wouldn't.

"When I was a kid my parents died,too. I know exactly how you feel," He paused and we just sat there in silence for a while. His parents died when he was a just a little kid? "You feel alone," He continued," You're wondering why you were the one who had to go through this."

I nodded. He really did know how I felt. I knew that I wasn't alone. I had him and the rest of our friends. He nodded at me before we exited the mustang and headed into the building. Even when we broke our hands apart for a short moment in the car, they quickly reunited together once again on our walk to StarBucks.

Ryan

I have a cast on each leg and something wrapped around my left arm. Let's see... I have this black thingie around my neck and my family is nowhere in sight. The hospital smelled like hand sanitizer which smelt kind of good. However, what wasn't good was that I was helpless without my family. I used my right hand to brush my brownish red hair out of my eyes.

This nurse, a blonde haired lady with a rock chick hairstyle, grinned at me. "You're awake," she said.

Duh. No dip Sherlock. What do you think I'm asleep?

I wanted to go back to sleep. She was probably some rock star wanna be who dropped out. By the way she had four piercings in her nose and dark red lipstick, she looked sort of gothic. She walked around the room to check to see if everything was in order.

"Hey lady!" I called out to her.

"My name's Angel. What's wrong?"

Angel? She looked nothing like an angel. If anything, I'd say she looked kind of devilish. The way her lip stick was so dark, how many piercings she had in her nose and her ears or maybe it was the way she looked at me. They really allowed her to be a children's nurse?

"Can you tell me what happened to me and- and where is everybody else?"

She did a side glance at me before turning all the way around, towards the counter. "We have received a call while you were knocked out that your uncle and your sister will be coming, I think?"

"Oh no, Koma's gonna be ticked off that she has to come and-! Wait, why is my uncle coming and not mom or dad?"

"I don't know, kid. Maybe you should just get some rest. You are pretty lucky after all. You could have died."

"Died!?"

"Here," she handed me some nasty looking pill. Like I was really gonna eat this thing! I wanted to see mom and dad and Kori!... okay and Koma,too. This stuff was probably going to knock me unconscious again.

"Well, come on! I don't have all day!" she raised her voice.

"I'm not taking this," I stated. I mean, how I did I know this stuff wasn't poison.

"You're not what?" she acted like she didn't hear me. I didn't mean to sound like a spoiled brat or anything. I just want to find out what's going on. And trust me, being unconscious is not going to get me answers.

"You heard me. I have more questions to ask you."

"Listen, little boy, I am your nurse," she squeezed the foam cup that was full of water tighter," and if I tell you to take some medicine, you're gonna take it!"

She basically shoved the pill and tossed the water down my throat. This "angel" wasn't joking around.

"Are we clear?!" she shouted.

I gulped down the remaining water and choked out a response,"Yes, ma'am,"

She smirked in victory before walking out of the room. Seriously, she needs to be fired or something. My eyes got droopier and droopier until one last thought remained on my mind: Where's everybody at?

Dick

I never really realized how much I wanted to kiss her. I don't know if it was that her parents are dead and she needed someone or was it because I simply loved her. Wait..what? I was never good at emotions. She sat across from me, with her fishtail braid flowing down on one shoulder. I admit that her hair looks better when it's all loose.

My gaze kept looking to her lips, that bit the straw to her vanilla bean frap, to the floor, back to my black coffee. Every minute or two, she would tell me something and I would smile, or laugh. I know I shouldn't be thinking about this, but it's been a while since I've been in a relationship. The last person I dated was Babs, but I think we can all agree that Babs is no Kori.

Come to think of it, the reason we broke up was because she cheated on me with some loser and that we just "weren't meant to be". It wasn't like I was that disappointed, though. Alfred told me that if someone cheats on another person then it's simply not meant to be. I never cheated on her or anyone for that matter and it's not like those one-night-stands count either. Right? Our relationship wasn't moving anywhere and she started hanging around Kitten.

I don't even know how long I had to deal with the media and the "Grayson gets dumped by Gordan!"

Just the thought of me and Kori together seems right. I swear, I'll let nothing bad happen to her. If only she was mine... Oh shit, I've been staring at her too long, haven't I?

"Um, there's a carnival coming in town soon if you and everyone else wants to go," she said looking back at me. She looked up at me through her eyelashes. Yep, I definitely wanted to kiss her.

I smiled,"How could I say no to that?" She giggled. That's another thing. Her laugh is beautiful and to know that I'm the one who caused it makes me feel great.

"Oh, I have to go to the hospital at five to check in on my brother with my uncle," she said worrying.

"Can I come,too? It's not like I have anything better to do. I understand if it's personal and you don't want me to go,"I slurred up my words.

"Sure, why not."

She walked up and tapped at our table," Hey Dick, long time no see," This can't be good. Kori looked extremely uncomfortable and who could blame her?

Dun, dun , duuuuuun!