Ang taong walang pilak ay parang ibong walang pakpak: A person without money is like a bird without wings.

Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans, there would be a Filipino superhero.

Note! This takes place a couple hours BEFORE the previous chapter.

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Chapter 6: Enter the Hive

-Previously at Hive Academy, 2pm-

"Ugh, come on, this is so boring," a pale skinned, pink haired girl drawls as her chin rests in one hand, the other draped lazily across her desk.

"No kidding. You'd think these snot brains could come up with something better than 'let's save the pretty pigeons' and 'feed the dumb worms' crud," snips a short, bald boy, hunched in his seat and eyes squinting in disgust.

"Yeah," a large, red haired boy grunts in asent. His desk is too small for him, and he sits in it rather awkwardly.

The first two pause for a moment to look at the third, seemingly taking in his position for the first time, and burst out laughing.

"Maybe we should start a fund for finding Baran a bigger desk!" the girl gives a little snort.

"Hey, you three. You seem to have some great ideas. Care to share with the rest of the class?"

The three suddenly snap to attention. The girl speaks up, "No, Dr. Light. Sorry for the interruption. It won't happen again." She gives her best angelic smile.

Surprisingly, for such a devious girl, it's quite convincing.

Or should that be unsurprisingly?

"Please do," is all that the deranged doctor says. Jinx is his star pupil. He usually cuts her some slack.

As soon as the teacher turns his back, she whispers only for Baran and Mikron to hear, "Or we could buy a brain for Dr. Nightlight."

All three dissolve into a fit of silent giggles.

Usually at this time they'd be working on balancing some insane chemistry equations or scribbling madly to get down all of Dr. I'm-Completely-Insane's notes, but today they were discussing what good deeds they could do for the community.

Lame sauce.

As if Jinx cared about getting money for the school. As if she cared about a little laptop and a couple hundred bucks. Hello, she attends HIVE ACADEMY. You only get in if you're super smart or ridiculously loaded. Both of which she is, of course.

Personally, she thinks Principal Creeps is just doing this to show off. 'We have money, we have brains, we have connections and you poor little city public schoolers don't! Na na na na boo boo!'

Yep. She can totally picture Principal Blood dancing around and saying that.

So, she has no motivation for this lame "contest."

There are a few dimwits who obviously do, though. Mostly kids who got in by scholarship and not by cash.

Well, good for them. Let them slave away for a silly computer and pocket cash while also managing to make the school look good.

The Hive was a nice enough school, but it's not worth all that.

As soon as the bell rings, Mikron scampers over to Jinx, who's lazily packing up her things.

"So, we gonna do this?"

Oh.

Right.

Mikron was one of those dimwits with the scholarship.

Dirt.

She sighs, rolls her eyes a little, and says, "You come up with the plan. I'll help out if I have to. Only on the weekends."

The little cueball smiles broadly. "Cool! I'll go tell Jason! We can meet at the shop at 5? It's Friday- this counts as weekend, right?"

Jinx gives another exaggerated sigh. "Fiiiine."

She can't wait until all this is over.

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A/N: K, so sorry for short chapters but I've been typing up these last few chapters on my phone. No wifi on my comp. Sooo...you'll deal. And, I'm leaving soon for a missions trip to the Philippines, so...yeah. And after that is school. Once school starts, I'm out for the count. If you review, I might be able to squeeze something else out. This stuff takes a lot of motivation.

I kid you not.