Okay folks, before we continue, I need to say this. I kinda' lied about the pairings. Yes, I do that occasionally. Actually, I just came up with better ideas. Only slight changes, I assure you.

Gar Logan (Beast Boy)/Rachel Roth (Raven)

Jen Logan (Jinx)/ Wally West (Kid Flash)

Dick Grayson (Robin)/ Kori Anders (Starfire)

Tim Kowalski/ Lilith Clay (Omen)

Roy Harper (Speedy)/ Donna Troy (Wonder Girl)

Tara Markov (Terra)?

Garth (Aqualad)/ Does anybody really care?

Oh! And for those of you that thought "This guy has no plot!" you'd be right.

Chapter 4: Come up With Your Own Title

Gar relaxed in his chair. He was trying to think of a way to start a conversation with Rachel. His previous "What are you reading" attempt hadn't worked out. And so far, he couldn't think of anything that would work. Shrugging, he decided to give up. For now. Gar turned to Baran and saw him staring angrily at Tim. Tim, in turn, was just smirking.

"Um… Did I miss something?" Gar asked Tim.

"Oh, he's still pissed about the time I beat the crap out of him." Tim explained with a short chuckle. Baran looked like he was about to leap over his seat and attack Tim when the bell rang.

As Gar packed up his things and left the room, he looked down at his schedule. Gym. Whoohoo. He thought sarcastically.

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Gym class. The one class where you don't get to sit down and zone out. Taking a seat in the bleachers, Jen took a look at the students around her. The few she knew were Tim, Gar, Kori, and Vic. And Rachel…. Kinda.

"Welcome to Physical Education class. My name is merely Mr. Ducard. How many students do we have?" Mr. Ducard took a quick headcount. "Hm… Yes I believe we have just enough." Jen felt her seat rising up and down. She looked to her left and saw Tim bouncing up and down excitedly. "It's time to play 'Medic Dodgeball'."

"YES!" Tim shouted. Ducard cracked a small smile.

"For the new students, I will explain the rules. The basics are just like regular dodgeball. However, in edition to the regular players, each team will have a 'medic'. When players are hit, they fall to the ground and stay there until the medic comes and taps them. The medics wear these jerseys." Ducard held up to identical jerseys. "Now, I'll split you into teams and we will begin."

Jen ended up on a team with Tim and Rachel. "We'll try not to kick your butts too bad!" Gar shouted across to them. After deciding that Rachel would be the medic, the team got ready for action.

Mr. Ducard blew his whistle and Tim caught the ball he threw to their side. He immediately launched it across the gym, striking a blond girl in the face. Jen was hit by a boy and dropped to the floor. Rachel ran over, tagged her, and rushed back to the back of the gym. The girl that Tim hit got back up and snatched a ball from Vic. She took aim and launched it at Tim. As he moved to dodge, the ball curved and he was hit in the groin. Hard. Rachel didn't even bother going to tag him. The game went on like this until Rachel was hit and the rest of the team was wiped out. Tim still hadn't gotten up. The blonde girl walked up to him and helped him to his feet.

"Did ya' have to hit me that hard Lil? He asked with a look of pain.

"Actually, yes. Yes I did. Call it pay back for the shot to the face." She said with an evil grin. "Come one. You ready for another game?"

"Definitely." Tim answered.

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The rest of the day went forward until they all met in the cafeteria. Gar and Vic were still up getting their food. Vic grabbed a Gatorade from a stand and held it up like he was showcasing it.

"Gatorade. Is it in you?" Gar pushed him forward.

"No, but it'll be in you if ya' don't keep moving."

Eventually, they made it to a table with everyone else. Including the blonde girl, who Tim introduced as Lilith Clay. It turned out that they had been going out since freshman year.

"So, what does everyone have next?" Dick asked. Taking out there schedules, the all listed of.

Tim: Career- Criminal Justice

Vic: Career- Automotive Repair

Gar: Career- Criminal Justice

Jen: Career- Culinary

Dick: Career- Criminal Justice

Kori: Career- Cosmetology

Lilith: U.S. History

"Well, looks like you Gar, Tim and I are in the same class. Better finish eating quickly. We have to leave soon guys." Dick informed them.

"What do you mean?" Jen asked.

"The career classes take place in a different school. We have to either bus there, or drive."

When the each finished eating, Tim kissed Lilith goodbye and they left. The last to leave was Gar, and as such, he was too late to catch a ride in Vic's car.

"Goddamit." He mumbled. "I hate buses." Climbing into the bus, he looked around for an open seat. And the only open seat was right next to Rachel.

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That's it. The end. Of this chapter at least. Remember how I promised you guys that fight? Well, the dodgeball game is the best you'll get right now. I figured a fight in the middle of the school day wouldn't work out. But tune in next time. And review! Reviews make me happy. And you wouldn't like to see me when I'm angry. Seriously, reviews help. Especially ones with tips for improvement.