Hey, it's Koriand'r Grayson and AnimalGurl55 with our first story written together! Koriand'r Grayson will do the odd chapters and AnimalGurl55 will do the even. Got it?
Co-Writer: AnimalGurl55
Kori Anders- 18 years old
Rachel Roth- 18 years old
Karen "Bee" Beecher- 19 years old
Richard Grayson- 18 years old
Victor Stone- 19 years old
Garfield Logan- 18 years old
Disclaimer: We don't own Teen Titans.
San Francisco, 6:57 AM
"Karen, HURRY UP! Or we'll be late!" Kori Anders exclaimed, quickly shutting her filled suitcases. Kori Anders was taller than most girls, 5'10. She had long, auburn hair that went down her mid-back. She was very skinny, but strong, too. She had large emerald eyes that sparkled with happiness 24/7. Her skin was perfectly tan, though some would call it orange.
"Okay, okay! I'm goin' as fast as I can, girl, chill!" Karen Beecher shouted back, quickly shoving a few more things into her black suitcase. She shut it and hastily locked it, and picked up her black suitcase and her yellow one, walking over to Kori. Karen "Bee" Beecher was the oldest out of the three girls, and the second tallest. She was about 5'6 and was not too skinny, but not too fat. She had brunette hair that was in her trademark bun. She also had chocolate skin to match her chocolate eyes. Her nickname was "Bee", since she hated her real name.
"You guys are so quiet." Rachel Roth said sarcastically, trying her best to read her new novel. She was currently sitting on her two suitcases, tapping her one foot impatiently. Rachel Roth was different from most girls because she was gothic. Her friends didn't really care, of course. Rachel was the shortest out of the three, her height about 5'5. She was a very tiny girl, and didn't mind. Her onyx hair went a few inches above her shoulders and had violet highlights that she put in herself. Her violet eyes were breathtaking, and could kill you with one of her glares. Her skin was oddly pale, no matter how much she tried to tan.
"It's not my fault that Bee is so slow!" Kori shot back half-jokingly. She got up from her position on the bed andpicked up her two purple suitcases. She walked over to Rachel, set down her suitcases on top of one another, and sat on them; like Rachel.
"HEY! I am not slow!" Bee shouted back, copying Kori and Rachel, sitting in between them on her suitcases. "You guys are just too fast." She added quietly, complaining like a five-year-old. Rachel muttered something under her breath, but Bee chose to ignore it.
"It's about 7:05, we should get going." Kori declared, getting off her suitcase and picking them both up simultaneously. Rachel and Bee copied her, pausing as Kori did.
"Damn, forgot my purse!" Kori mumbled, gently dropping her suitcases on the floor. She sprinted over to the bedroom, walked in and grabbed her purse, including Rachel and Bee's. She sprinted back into the living room, where Bee was waiting impatiently and Rachel waiting patiently.
"Here." Kori said simply, tossing each girl their purse. They all picked up their suitcases, Kori taking one of Rachel's so she could get the keys and lock the house, and walked outside, waiting for Rachel. After she came out and locked the door, the trio carefully walked down a couple of steps and onto the driveway, where three cars were. Kori's new 2006 silver Nissan Altima, Bee's 2006 black Mercedes Benz, and Rachel's 2005 red GT Mustang convertible.
"Rach, gimme your suitcase." Bee ordered, taking the suitcase five seconds later from Rachel so she could start the car. Rachel opened the door and took a seat, and started up the Mustang. She opened up the trunk and Kori and Bee put all six suitcases in.
"I call shot-gun!" Kori yelled, running to the passengers side and jumping over the door and landing gracefully in the seat. Rachel rolled her eyes and Bee sighed, slamming the trunk shut as she did so. Bee trudged over to the side of Rachel's car and jumped in the same manor that Kori did.
When they got to the airport about twenty minutes later, Kori realized something. "Rachel, what about your car?" Kori asked once they were out of the car and getting the suitcases out.
"Oh, I know someone who will take it and watch it for me. While driving it around of course." Rachel replied, shutting the trunk after all of the suitcases were out.
"Yeah, but don't you have the keys?" Bee pointed out, tilting her head to the side. Rachel rolled her eyes and began walking towards the airport doors, the other two following.
"No, Karen, I just magically made the car turn on with my magically invisible keys." Rachel sad sarcastically, rolling her eyes once more. Kori giggled and Bee's cheeks turned the lightest shade of pink.
"They probably have a set of spare keys, right Rach?" Kori asked, receiving a nod from Rachel. "So...who's the lucky person to watch over it?" Kori added, opening the airport doors.
"Jenna." Rachel replied simply.
"How come ya never talk about her?" Bee asked, surprised that the two were still friends. Rachel shrugged and Bee sighed in response to it.
Jump City, 7:02 AM
"Gar, GET UP!" Richard Grayson yelled, hitting Garfield with a pillow that was laying on the ground. Richard Grayson, heir to Wayne Enterprises and playboy. His height was about average, 5'9. He was very muscular and had a perfect face. His jet black hair was slightly spiked, he rarely ever had a different hairstyle. His eyes were a piercing blue, like staring into two deep oceans. His skin was the perfect shade of tan, and it seemed to stay that way year-round.
Garfield mumbled something, swatting at Richard like mad. Richard just chuckled and chucked the pillow he was holding at Garfield's face.
"OW! What was that for!" Garfield Logan exclaimed, rubbing his "sore" head. Garfield Logan was the classclown of the group. He was sort of short, his height being 5'7. He was really skinny, some people had thought he was anorexic. He had brown hair with dark green highlights. His eyes were forest green, and if you looked closely at his skin, you could see tiny tints of green.
"Yo Rich, we're lucky green-bean packed his stuff last night!" Victor Stone remarked, letting out a laugh. Victor Stone was very athletic and really into cars. He was pretty tall, around 6 foot. He was built and his head was shaved bald. His skin was like chocolate and his eyes were a mixture between black and brown.
Richard laughed. "You're right, Vic. I'm surprised that Gar's up now!" Richard said, laughing a little bit more. Garfield got out of his bed and into his private bathroom with clothes in his hand.
"He better hurry up or we'll miss our plane!" Victor said loudly, making sure Garfield heard him.
"OKAY! I'M GOING AS FAST AS I CAN!" Garfield yelled from inside the bathroom, emerging a few minutes later.
"Vic, are we taking your car or getting a taxi?" Richard asked, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes.
"My car. Wally is gonna come pick it up later at noon." Victor briefly explained, sighing as he picked up his suitcase.
"He has spare keys, right?" Garfield asked stupidly, also picking up his suitcase. Victor nodded and Richard picked up his suitcase and Victor's keys laying on the table next to him.
"Catch." Richard said simply, tossing Victor the keys, who caught them with his empty hand.
"Let's go." Victor said, gesturing for the other two to go first. Richard went outside, followed by Garfield. Victor stepped outside and locked the door, handing Richard his suitcase.
"Can you put this in the trunk for me?" Victor asked. Richard took the suitcase from him and stopped at the driveway. There were three cars, Richard's 2006 gray BMW, Garfield's 2006 red Mustang Saleen, and Victor's 2006 blue Lincoln Navigator.
"Vic, unlock your car." Richard demanded, standing in front of the Navigator's trunk, Gar right next to him. Victor nodded and opened up the trunk automatically.
"Thanks." Richard muttered, throwing the suitcases in the trunk. Garfield threw in his suitcase after Richard and slammed the trunk shut. Richard casually walked over to the passenger's side, opened the door, and sat down.
"I call shot-g–!" Garfield started to shout, but stopped when he saw Richard in "his" seat. Richard smirked in satisfaction while Garfield was mumbling under his breath. Victor started up the SUV and made his way to the airport.
Twenty-five minutes later, they got to the airport. They all piled out of the SUV, took their suitcases, and Victor locked it up. As they were walking to the airport doors, Victor stopped.
"What's wrong?" Richard asked worriedly, turning around at the same time Garfield did.
"Who has the tickets?" Victor asked, hoping he didn't give them to Garfield. Richard and Garfield looked thoughtful for a second.
"Oh!" Richard said, digging in his front left pocket. "Here they are. I almost forgot." He finished sheepishly, holding up all three tickets to Cancun. Victor and Garfield sighed in relief as they headed for the doors again.
When they got in, Garfield spoke.
"Hey, guys, can we go to the gift shop?" Garfield asked childishly. Richard and Victor looked at him angrily.
"NO!" They both yelled simultaneously, causing Gar to shrink back in fear.
"Okay, okay. Well, we better get going. Our plane leaves at 7:42 and right now it's...7:36." Garfield stated, checking his watch for the right time.
The three had their luggage checked and given back to them, and by then it was 7:39.
"C'mon ya'll! We're gonna miss our flight!" Victor exclaimed, running to get on the plane on time with Richard and Garfield right behind him. All Richard saw was a streak of red before he hit the ground.
He sat up, rubbing his head and saw a girl about his age sitting on the ground also. They must've ran into each other...The girl had long, red hair and huge green eyes. She was pretty tan and very slim. To Richard, she was absolutely gorgeous. He stood up and offered her his hand.
"I'm sorry, I should've payed attention to where I was going." The girl said, letting Richard help her up.
"It's okay, it's my fault, too. I-" Richard started, but was cut off by another girl, probably this girl's friend.
"KORI! Let's go girl, we're gonna be late!" The red-head shot Richard an apologetic look and ran after her friend.
"Rich, man, it's no time to be gawking over girls. We gotta go!" Victor yelled, giving his ticket to the women, who was getting impatient for some reason. Richard ran up to them and gave her his ticket also, walking on the plane with Victor and Garfield.
"We're in first class, right guys?" Garfield asked, hoping that they were. Victor nodded then looked at Richard who was in deep thought.
"Man, what's up?" Victor asked, nudging Richard as they sat in their seats.
"Nothing." He replied quietly, looking out the window.
"You're thinking about that girl, huh?" Garfield asked, pausing. "You should forget about her. It's not like we're ever gonna see her again." He pointed out. Victor nodded in agreement.
"He's right. Just relax, we're gonna meet tons of girls on the beaches of Cancun." Victor added, thinking about all the hott girls they'll meet.
"I guess." Richard said, smiling. He closed his eyes, planning to take a small nap on their six hour trip.
"We are about to take off for Cancun...Please buckle your seatbelts and relax during this six hour flight."
Well, that's chapter one by Koriand'r Grayson! Expect the next chapter soon...If my co-writer is fast. Only three words left to say:
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