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If you were confused about the bra part and the sleepover, well they were changing into their pajamas, not just hanging around.

I'm sorry if the characters are OOC, that's how I like it. Besides it's in a parallel universe. So it's not going to be like the show. Understand that. For those of you who already do, thank you, I appreciate that.

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Adam's POV

"No, No, No, No, No--UGH," I crashed into Raven who was coming out of the bathroom, "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay A-Dawg." She smirked at me. I didn't react back I just ran to my room.

My room was covered in posters of Beyonce, Alicia Keys, and Fergie. I had a bunk bed and a basketball goal attached to the wall. I had a 30 inch, flat screened TV that was planted right up above my hutch with some of my most inspiring poems and drawings and paintings in.

I rushed over to my computer desk and opened one of the drawers. It had drawings of Michaela, I mean, Rachel. She was dressed in the same pajamas that she had on the day of the sleepover, on one of them. On some she was in the nude. On the rest, there were pictures of what I thought our wedding would be like and what our baby would look like. I instantly just started ripping them up. I threw the scraps out of my window and prayed that our two dogs ate them.

"Adam! You have to clean this house up, Rachel and I are going for ice cream!" Robin screamed out side of my door.

"Leave me alone!" I screamed back.

"What's wrong, Addie?" Robin came into my room uninvited.

"Nothing, now get out!" I screamed and looked at Rachel's fragile figure that was staring at me.

"Fine, we're going for ice cream. Come on, Rachel." Richard walked out of my door madly.

"SHIT!" I screamed. Richard always got the girl I liked. Michaela, I mean, Rachel was the girl I had been waiting for ever since that day. And he had her. Why couldn't I get the hot girl for a change. Sure she was three years older than me, but, Justin dated Cameron.

"ADAM JOHN GRAYSON, GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!" I heard my mother scream. I quickly ran down the stairs to see what she wanted, although I already knew.

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"This house is a mess. Your father and I let you take a break from school and this is how you repay us." She told me, "When I come home from my meeting, this house better be sparkling."

"But Mom."

"No buts." She told me.

"Piss off." I said angrily and walked away.

"Adam! Watch your mouth, what has gotten into you?" She followed me.

"Why does Rich always get what he wants?"

"Son, I don't know maybe because he's not different from regular people or he's not weird." She said softly.

"Oh, yippee, my own mom just called me weird. Thanks for the compliment." I said sarcastically.

"Adam, is this about a girl?"

"Yeah." I mumbled, "He always gets the girl I like. Just for once, I want her to talk to me. Sure he's hotter than me and more talented and funny. But…..I don't know."

"Honey, it'll happen for you one day." She hugged me.

"Thanks, Mom."

"No problem, Adam." She told me, "Now clean up this house."

Raven's POV

"Thank you, Richard, for the ice cream." We stopped in front of a large, beautiful, white house.

"No, Problem. Is this your house?" He asked.

"Yeah." I said as I walked up to the front door.

"Well, goodbye." He said as he walked away.

"Bye." I said to myself as I waited for his retreating figure to disappear. When he did, I started to walk.

And I'd just like to say, of course that wasn't my house, do you know who I live with. I stayed in the worst part of Jump City and in a one bedroom home.

When I got home Kerry was waiting for me in his big, torn recliner.

"Where have you been?" He asked me.

"I told you," I chuckled nervously, "at Terra's house."

"LIAR!" He stood up and walked over to me, "I went to Terra's house to pick you up so that you wouldn't have to walk home."

"I……." I started but sadly didn't finish.

"You were with a boy weren't you?" I could smell liquor on his tongue, "Don't answer that. Rachel, I don't understand, I love you. Why do you want to be with someone else, that doesn't love you? It's our destiny. God let Roxy and I adopt you for a reason. He killed Roxy, so that we could be together."

"She was your wife, I was your daughter. You were suppose to love her!" I told him.

"NO!" He screamed as he grabbed me and dragged me to our bedroom. He threw me on the bed and closed the door.

"Kerry, please." I begged him, "Please don't hurt me, we didn't do anything but have ice cream."

"Ice cream, Sweetheart, that's our thing." He told me as he slipped off his shirt. I stood up and tried to run past him.

"Don't you dare touch that door." He said with a low voice. I quickly turned the knob and ran as fast I could out of the house. It was pouring down raining, but I didn't care.

"I HATE you." I screamed coldheartedly.

"It's okay, run! But when I find you, you are gonna be mines." He screamed as he slammed the door. I didn't know what to do so I walked to Terra's house.

When I got to Terra's house, her and her family were in the middle of having dinner.

"Gia, can Raven eat dinner with us?" Terra asked her mother, Gia Markov.

"Sure, sit down." Ms. Markov told me.

"So, Rae, what was up with Kerry coming over here to pick you up?" Terra asked.

"Well, I kind of told him I would be over here." I struggled to say.

"Oh, why?" She asked as she stuffed her mouth with pizza.

"Well, Kerry doesn't like me being with boys, but a guy from school that I met in class invited me over, so I told him I was coming over here instead."

"Oh, really, what guy?" Terra smirked.

"Richard Grayson." I answered softly.

"Robin, oh my gosh! He's in my group. Maybe if you to go to together, you could be in a group with me."

"Terra, I barely know the guy, I'm surprised he invited me over." I told her angrily.

"Gia, did you hear that, Rae-Rae has a boyfriend." Terra and her mom laughed together.

"Terra, please!" I screamed brusquely.

"Fine." she said with an attitude, "Besides, I have to go to the movies with Starfire and Bumblebee, it's a girls' movies night!"

"If I would've known I would grabbed extra money, I'm sure you won't mind." I told her.

"Well, actually, we were just planning on it being us three."

"Wait, you're going to leave me here?" I asked Terra.

"Yeah, Teri, Kory, and Kari, always have girls' night, I come along sometimes, too." Terra's mom laughed.

"Uh, you can play with Derek, he needs a friend." Terra smirked.

"What? Who's Kory and Kari?" I asked angrily.

"Uh, Kory Anders and Karen Beecher, my best buds." Terra said in a "duh" way.

"But, I thought I was your best friend." I said slowly.

"Hey, Hey! Hey, Hey!" Terra's fifteen years old, mentally retarded (I mean that in the nicest way) brother, Derek, clapped as he walked into the dining area.

"Derek, wait!" Terra's other older, half brother, Brion, screamed at Derek.

"Hey, Rachel, hey." Derek smiled at me.

"Hey, Derek." I said softly, but still angry at Terra.

"I, I, I go to school tomorrow." He told me.

"Yeah, my baby's going to school, because it's becoming difficult for me to home school him now." Ms. Markov smiled.

"Yeah, Yeah, I never go to school, ever!" He told me.

"That's great, Derek, but I have to go now." I said meanly as I stood up.

"Well, I didn't even hear an hello or hi." Brion said rudely.

"Well, excuse me, I thought I was the guest!" I screamed as I looked toward a frowning Terra.

"Whoa, well, excuse me." He smirked.

"Ugh, you Markovs are so stuck up!" I whined as I stomped to the front door.

"NO, NO, Rachel no leave." Derek cried.

"Derek, let her go, since she doesn't understand us." Terra smirked.

"Tara, look around. Am I really the one who doesn't understand?" And with that I walked down the doorsteps of their home. I figured Kerry would be drunk and probably have some of his so-called "friends" over.

Oh know, I was right.

"Oh, Kerry, she's so precious." A busty, blonde chick smiled at me.

"Yeah, and she's gorgeous, too." A man with a beer in his had walked over to me.

"Luis, don't touch her." Kerry put his liquor on a table.

"Rachel, why don't you go to our room and wait. Tiff, Lu, and I have a little business to take care of; and it's not for your gorgeous eyes to see." Kerry smirked. I frowned and quickly ran to our room.

At least thrice a week, Tiffany and Luis come over and they'd smoke, drink, and have orgies. You would think I would've runaway by now, but I won't. I want to keep strong for my lifeless stepmother and my long gone birthmother. One day, I would be out of here and won't be able to see Kerry ever again.

Before I knew it, I was sleep, and woke again. When I awoke, Kerry was shirtless and had his arm around my waist. He was knocked out, I'm sure he was exhausted from the little business he had to take care of.

It was, Tuesday and school was going to be a "blast" today. I had no friends, except Jinx, Kole, and Argent, but I didn't take any classes with them.

I rolled out of the queen-sized bed and onto the floor. I walked over to our rusty chest of drawers and grabbed a long-sleeved black shirt, and purple shorts. I put on my amethyst colored stud earrings that my birthmother passed down to me and red lipstick.

Right before I opened the door Kerry awoke, "Since when have you gone to school without me?"

"Kerry, I can walk, that's why I have legs." I sighed.

"Oh, the genius always has something smart to say." He smirked, "Wait for me to get dressed."

"Fine." I sighed. I already was going to have to deal with drama at a new school. Why did I have to deal with pre-drama before school?

When I got to Mr. Mod's class, Richard instantly tried to make conversation with me, "So, Rachel, I had fun yesterday. Maybe we can do it again."

"I don't think so." I told him rudely.

"Why, you don't like ice cream? Well, then, we can go to the movies or to the mall or something."

"No, I'd rather not."

"Is it because your, man, I mean, mom won't let you?"

"No, I just don't like you!"

"What?" He asked, surprised and confused, "I thought we could possibly be friends."

"No, I know your type. Everyone wants to be your friend or be like you, just because you're on the basketball team and you're supposedly cute. As soon I start to really like you, you're going to betray me for another helpless girl, who you think is just the tiniest bit prettier than me, if I'm even pretty to you. You know, because guys have told me that it wasn't my face guys were coming for; it was my "hot bod" ." I smirked.

Richard looked appalled, frowned sadly, and smirked with anger in his eyes as he rudely told me, "Well, sorry, I didn't think you were the type to stereotype others."

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Adam's POV

"Whoa!" I exclaimed as I bumped into a football player, "Sorry."

"Watch where you're going, Fatty Addie." He pushed me into a locker.

"Fatty?" I questioned myself, "Am I fat? I am getting a small gut, but I didn't think I was that fat."

"Hey, Adam, do you have a t-shirt I can borrow for P.E.?" One of the dorkiest boys in the school, although, I can't really talk, asked.

"Sure, Bud." I smiled and reached into my back pack and pulled out a white tee.

"Whoa, that's kind of big." He exclaimed.

"Big, you mean big as in I should be really fat if it's mines." I asked, wanting to know more.

"Yeah, in a less complicated way." He pushed his glasses onto the top of his nose, "Thanks."

"Maybe that's the problem," I mumbled to myself, "I'm short and chubby and Rich's tall and athletic. So all I have to do is work out more."

"Yeah, whatever you say." He snorted, "Ryan told me that yesterday."

"Ryan, my brother?"

"Yeah, he talked to me, can you believe it."

"Dude, you sound like one of those girls who's always asking me for our number, just so she can call him or Rich."

"I know." He snorted again, "Well, I better be going if I want to get to class on time."

"Yeah, you do that." I whispered to myself.

After school, I sat on a bench by myself and waited for our bus that was always late. I was the only Grayson that rode the bus. Ryan and Bonny, my twin brother and sister, both had their own car. Richard had a motorcycle. And I had a slip that said I had permission to ride the bus.

"Adam!" I heard a familiar, but old voice call. I turned to see my uncle, Bruce Wayne, walking up to me.

"Uncle Bruce! What are you doing here!?" I exclaimed.

"Didn't your parents tell you? They went on a business trip, and they wanted me to come watch over you, make sure you don't get into any trouble.." Uncle Bruce patted my back.

"No, they didn't." I frowned.

"Hey, Adam. You're getting cuter, and cuter everyday." Uncle Bruce's country wife, Selina Kyle-Wayne, hugged me.

"Hey Aunt Selina." I smiled, "So, did you drive your Bat-Mobile?" Uncle Bruce had a car that was as fast and blacker than a bat, so we called it the Bat-Mobile.

"Yep." He said as he put his arm around my shoulder and lead me to the vehicle.

"Hey, Adam." My country cousin hugged me tightly.

"Hey, Ingrid."

Ingrid was my younger, first cousin. She was at least three months younger than me, but those three months counted.

When I got home, I noticed the only person who was home was my stuck-up sister, Bonita LuAnn Grayson.

"Uncle Bruce, Aunt Selina! Mother told me you would come!" Bonny ran up and hugged the two.

"Hi." Ingrid smiled.

"Who are you?" Bonny asked crudely.

"I'm Ingrid." Ingrid held out her hand.

"I'm Bonny, which means pretty, and pretty girls don't shake regular girls hands." Bonny told her and walked away.

"Well, at least she didn't call me ugly." Ingrid told me.

"I guess, you can share a room with me. Richard and Ryan should be here any second now." I told her as I heard the kitchen door open and slam.

"I'm sure that's Richard now." I smirked as I walked into the kitchen, "Hey Rich."

"Leave me alone." He told me as he pushed past Ingrid and I.

"Hi, Richard." Ingrid said softly.

"Who are…….Ingrid, you've grown." Robin smiled stunned, "Where's the other guys, Mom told me you all were coming."

"In the den." I answered, "Come on, Ingrid, let's get your things settled."

In My Room

"Ingrid, can I ask you something kind of personal?" I sat on my bed as she unpacked her bags into a deserted chest of drawers of my.

"Sure, Cousin Adam." She smiled a big grin.

"Do I look fat to you?" I asked nervously.

"Fat? Fat as in bigger than a cow's baby who's mother is a tyrannosaurus rex?" She asked.

"Um, yah, I guess."

"Well, then, no, of course not." She smiled, "Why would you ask that?"

"Well, there's this girl I like. Her name's Michaela, I mean, Rachel. She's so beautiful." I grinned at the thought of having just a positive conversation with her, "And I thought the reason she may not like me is that I'm fat."

"No your not fat, ask my poppa." She showed her small gap in between her buck, central and lateral incisor teeth.

"Uncle Bruce, do you think I'm getting fat?" I asked as everyone turned their attention to me.

"Fat as in bigger than a cow's baby who's mother is a tyrannosaurus rex?" He asked me as Robin, Ryan, and Bonny stared at him funnily.

"Um, Yeah."

"Well, boy, I wouldn't say you were fat. But you are getting a little gut. Try working out like your brothers and you'll look like me in no time." He put his hand on my shoulder.

"No thanks, I don't wanna be that buff." I said as I ran up to my room before Uncle Bruce could react.

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Robin's POV

"Richard, dinner's ready!!" Bonny called for me. I was still furious about what happened between Raven and me earlier.

I sat in my chair between Bonny and Ryan. As always, Bonny was putting on make-up. She said she refreshed her make-up each day at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Humph, pathetic. And Ryan was rambling on to Uncle Bruce about being the best captain ever to play on the Polar Bears, our team mascot.

"Adam, Ingrid, dinner is ready!" Aunt Selina shouted.

"Aunt Selina, I think I'm going to skip out on dinner tonight." Adam sighed as he came into the kitchen.

"Why? I cooked spaghetti, Bonny told me it was your favorite." Aunt Selina whined.

"I'm feeling kind of sick today." He grabbed a hold of his stomach, "Excuse me."

I felt curious, so I followed Adam back up the stairs. I found him in the bathroom. I didn't want him to know I was there, so I peeped around the corner. I couldn't believe my eyes.

Adam was sticking his finger down his throat! He was trying to make himself puke!

"Adam!! Are you trying to make yourself throw up?" I startled him.

"Robin, please don't tell." He begged me.

"Why are you trying to do it?" I asked furiously.

"I'm just trying to look like you and Ryan." He told me.

"Oh, well, if you wanna look like us, I guess you can go to the gym with us tomorrow." I assured him.

"Really?" He perked up.

"Yeah, I guess and I'm sure Ryan won't mind." I patted his back, "Now come eat."

When we got to dinner table, all Adam did was toy with is food.

"Adam, stop playing with your food and eat it. Mom didn't raise you to be so ill-mannered." Bonny fussed at Adam.

"Oh, Bonny, it's okay, he's not bothering us." Aunt Selina assured her.

"Well, he's bothering me." She sassed.

While Bonny was rambling on, I noticed Adam giving all of his food to our dog, Snow White. I sighed and turned my attention back to the arguing Bonny and Ryan. I had gotten fed up.

"May I be excused. Thank you." I groaned as I slammed my fork on my plate and stomped up to my room.

Why was everyone so against each other. I thought we were all suppose to be friends and caring to one another. Instead we wanted to argue all the time, only care about ourselves, and stereotype other folks.

I just don't understand what made her say that. I didn't ignore her and brush my hair while she was talking, like Ryan did to his girlfriends. I didn't pay attention to no one else, but her. I didn't say anything wrong and mean to her. I was really nice. I EVEN PAID FOR HER ICE CREAM!! But she doesn't like me. I can't believe that. What girl doesn't like me. What girl doesn't drool all over me. Rachel Roth I guess. Ugh.

"Rich, can we talk?" Adam knocked on my door.

"No!" I screamed back meanly.

"Please."

"Come in." I said, annoyed.

"So, what's wrong with you today?" He asked as he sat on my round bed.

"Trust me, you don't care." I mumbled rudely.

"Please, Bro, we never talk." He pleaded yearningly.

"Alright, well remember that girl from yesterday?" I questioned as he shook his head "yes", "Well, she told me she didn't want to be my friend."

"She did!" He exclaimed happily, then quickly became sympathetic, "I mean, she did. Well, I'm sorry, Bro." He frowned and sprang up from the bed.

"Wait," I stopped him, "you asked to talk, now let's talk. Why were you trying to throw up?"

"I told you, I wanna be like my big brothers." He chuckled nervously.

"Adam, what's really the reason." I said softly.

"Well, it's the girl I like named Ra--Michaela and I thought the reason she may not want to ever go with me is because I'm fat."

"Fat!? Why would you say that?" I asked surprisingly.

"Well, a lot of people think I'm getting a little chubby." He sighed.

"So that's why you were trying to gag?" I asked worriedly, "Do you know you can become anorexic? Girls are not the only ones who can get bulimia and anorexia, you know."

"I don't care! If that's what it takes to get her to love me, then that's what I'm going to do!" Adam showed me a side I had never seen of him. He stormed out of the room with his skin scarlet red.

This was going to be a very long year. Especially for me.

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Personally I hate it, but 5 people wanted me to update and this was all I could offer. I know I said chappy 2 would be great, but now I know for sure that the drama, drama will start in chappy 3(hopefully)! So please review and help me by telling me what I should do next. I already have ideas, but it'll be even better if you guys could give me even more! Thank you!

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