Mindless fluff. I got this idea during my summer art camp class, where I had to draw myself (a.k.a. my hand) holding a Starburst package.

And then this was born.

Starbursts

"Well everyone- we have a new addition to our home. This is Wally West. I'll leave you all to talk and get to know each other," the friendly nurse smiled, gently pushing the tall boy into the room. 31 pairs of eyes looked blankly to him.

Two pairs of twins, three children who looked to be siblings and a slightly older friend, and other groups. One girl in particular sat by herself— she had pale skin, pink eyes and hair, and long, needle-like fingers. Even when the new boy looked to her, she continued staring unabashedly at him, her pink eyes sleepy and dull.

"Hi."

A tall, dark skinned boy stood before him, a pretty brown haired girl standing with him.

"I'm Victor. This is Karen," the girl smiled, but didn't talk.

"You can sit with us," Victor moved back and pointed to one of the groups.

(The boy noticed, at this point, the pink haired girl in the corner ceased her unremitting staring.)

There was a boy with a mask-like blindfold tied around his eyes, a girl with a hood shadowing her face, a girl with thick gloves strapped to her hands, restraining her from using them, a boy holding a 3DS, and a girl who was calmly brushing her long, pink hair.

Wally turned to the lonely-looking girl in the corner.

"Don't sit with her."

The warning caused Wally to look back to the couple- Karen was frowning and shaking her head disapprovingly, and Victor simply restated, "Don't sit with her."

A rustling murmur swept through the gather teens, the gentle strumming of a guitar stuttering to a stop and the trumpet that had been accompanying it hesitating as well.

Wally turned around fully, finally opening his mouth, "Why not?"

The girl in the corner finally seemed to emerge from her dream-like state.

Victor frowned, stuttering, "B-because! She's- she's bad!" Karen nodded vigorously, and there were mumbles of approval.

The girl returned to her dreams, eyes that had been bright and alive for a quick moment clouded over, returning to a shade of pink that no longer looked beautiful to Wally.

"Why?" Wally asked again.

Victor looked flushed, and Karen's mouth opened and closed very rapidly, little noises scraping out of her throat. Victor finally got out, "Bad luck, a witch!"

Wally looked at all the eyes looking at him, and all the eyes not looking at him- the guitar player, the trumpeter, the siblings, a small girl with a large, gagged boy next to her. The girl in the corner.

Wally turned and started walking to the girl, grabbing a chair as he approached. The scraping of the chair against the tiled floor was the only sound in the hushed room. He set the chair next to her, garnering no response from the girl who dreamt with wide eyes.

Wally pulled an unopened pack of Starbursts out of the pocket of his hoodie, waving it in front of her face.

"Starburst?" he offered.

Animated, glowing pink eyes smiled at him. Her needle fingers carefully opened the container, unwrapping a single candy.

She cleared her throat, preparing her voice to speak. A huge buildup, her struggling to finally speak (after, assumedly, a long, long time), she just smiled sheepishly and said,

"Thank you."

Yeah, that's it. Incase you didn't catch it- the Titans are in a mental hospital of some sort, and Jinx is the outcast.

Review to prove your Loyalty!

~Songbook12