The Secret Diaries of A Changeling

Authors Note: This is my first FanFic, and although this is not how I normally write, I figured it would be a nice idea. While I typically write more formal, I am trying my best to sound casual. Please forgive me if my writing is super lame, it is my first time trying to write this way!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Teen Titans, and I do not profit from this story. All rights belong to DC Comics.

So… I'm gonna go ahead and clear this up real fast, just so you don't get the wrong idea. This is a LOG. Not a journal or a diary… just something to record important things that happen in my life so I don't forget them. That way, when I'm older… I can look back on these things and remember it all over again.

Now that I got that out of the way, I guess I'll enter in my first entry. It won't be anything fancy because I'm simply writing an introduction or something like that. As for future me… if you're reading this, please keep in mind that I'm only sixteen. I'm not exactly the eloquent type, although I am smarter than what most people think.

Today was pretty interesting. I woke up to the crime alert blaring at 6:00am this morning. Why don't criminals sleep in? Maybe then, they'll have enough energy to hang with us. That brings me to my next question: How does Robin have any energy at all? That dude hardly sleeps a wink! He gets up around five every morning and does some kind of stupid exercise. By 6:30am he's in the kitchen making breakfast, and around eight-ish he's training. He usually is training till we either get a crime alert, or when one of us (not gonna say names…. buuuut it's usually me.) screws up something in the Tower. One time, I finally decided to take the advice of my teammates and cleaned up my room a bit. I took my mountain of dirty clothes I had laying on my floor and brought it to the laundry room. I shoved all of the clothes in the washer… and I guess whatever was growing on my clothes overloaded it and soap and some other substance started gushing out of the machine. It was then decided by the rest of the team that I could keep my stinky pile of clothes I usually have in the corner of my room. It was just too much of a hassle to try to take care of that many clothes at one time anyways. While each week we take turns doing the laundry, no one wants to even touch my clothes… which makes the whole system we have going on unbeneficial for me. Anyways, as I said; we all woke up around six to the crime alert going off. Cinderblock was terrorizing the city… again, so we had to stop him. When we got back to the Tower, we found Silkie was sick, and eventually figured out why. Apparently Silkie had gotten into me and Cy's ice cream stash, and had eaten every single tub we had in the fridge. That little maggot ate like… $40 worth of the stuff! Turns out, Silkie winded up barfing all over the couch… which Robin made me clean up. Cyborg was supposed to clean it with me, but somehow he always manages to come up with excuses for everything. This was only just the beginning of my weird day.

Raven. Why is she always on my mind? You would think a guy like me would quit going after a girl who was so…. dark. Every conversation I have with her usually ended up with me being thrown against the wall, out the window, or hit over the head with some majestic hammer of some sort. She doesn't laugh at my jokes, and she NEVER smiles. Because of this, I have made it my life's mission to get her to genuinely laugh at least once at one of my jokes. I want to make her smile because, to be honest… she's absolutely beautiful when she does. There was something about that girl… something I couldn't quite place, that I liked about her. Even though there wasn't really any reason for me to be attracted to her, I was. Her appearance wasn't exactly the gold standard for a supermodel, but she is pretty. Her looks were carefully constructed for a peculiar type of person… and that person is me. At least, I think? Either way, I find her to be attractive; and even…. hot. She has a prim face and wonderful violet eyes. Although her hair is short, it complements the shape of her face nicely. Which is funny… because I prefer long hair. Yet Raven is the only female on earth (in my opinion) that looks good with short hair. I love it especially when it floats in the air while she is using her magic. The way it shines and moves gracefully… it's illustrious. While I'm talking about her hair, I shamefully have become addicted to the lavender scent she has which comes from the shampoo she uses. We all share the same bathroom, so sometimes… when I take my shower I take a quick whiff of her shampoo before I finish washing off. I don't know why I rambled on and on about her, because it's not like I'm gonna forget how I feel about her… but I guess I could at least express myself a bit.

I mentioned Raven because something awkward happened between us today. Remember how I said that today was interesting? Well… that's because so many odd things happened to me. After I had finished cleaning up the ginormous mess Silkie made me, I had to go use the bathroom. See, lately I have been having to overload on the coffee because of many late nights, and this caused me to pee very often. Sometimes it would hinder me during battle, because I would be straining to hold it in. You wouldn't want to burst in the middle of a fist fight… that would just be plain embarrassing, and uncomfortable. Moving on, I went to walk up to the bathroom door and saw that the light was off. I thought about knocking, but because I am stupid I refrained from it. Instead, I turned the knob on the door and it opened, meaning it was unlocked. When I flung the door open I found Raven inserting a tampon into her…. well you know….

Her Vagina….

What does one guy do in this situation?! All I remember happening after this was me getting flung out of the common room and all the way into the kitchen. Boy was she mad! Of course, I could always blame it on her being on her period… but I did walk in on her doing something that was VERY private. Who else would have known she liked going to the bathroom in the dark?! And who leaves the door unlocked too?! I mean… it was an honest mistake! And she must have known it too, because instead of sacrificing me to some chunky little demon dude back in Azarath, she would just float past me with a blush on her face. This went on for quite a while, although eventually… I decided I was gonna talk with her about it. Maybe even apologize. Little did I know that would only make my day even weirder….

Sorry for a short chapter! I wrote this fairly quickly! I hope the quality isn't too bland... but as Beast Boy ages and matures, so will the story and writing!