Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or the overall concept of "Taming of the Shrew."
Hey Guys! I got this amazing idea of creating this story "Taming the Star." You'll either recognize the basic jist from Shakespear's "Taming the Shrew" or the movie "10 Things I hate about You" which is based off of Shakespears play. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy.
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Summary: Kori Anders is the hottest girl in town, with a temper just as hot. A certain black hair blue eyed person appears and decides to take things into his own hands to Tame the Star.
Did I mention she has an older sister who is the lovable one?
Didn't think so.
(A/N: Blackfire/Kami is not a bad person in this story. She's the one everyone has hotts for because she's the more approachable of the two.)
Oh yeah, I should probably mention who everyone is:
Kori Anders—Starfire
Richard Grayson—Robin
Victor Stone—Cyborg
Garfield Logan—Beast Boy
Rachel Roth—Raven
Now the Story.
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"I can't believe you gave me that disgusting thing!" Kori Anders cried, emerald eyes blazing with fire.
Her maid apologized half heartedly for she knew Kori would never accept it.
"Get out of my site, you filthy scum," Kori shouted, shoving herself away from the table and stalking out the door. She slammed the door and glared furiously at it. Don't people know how to get normal food these days?! She thought angrily. Sheesh! I think I'll just go buy my own. At least I'll be able to choose what I want! Hmph. Kori Anders slipped on a pair of clogs, yanked on a sweatshirt and stalked out her front door.
Kami watched her sister with regret. She knew that her sister had a temper, she just wished that Kori would contain herself a little more. She also knew her sister never let anyone near her and that was probably the cause to her waspish attitude. Too bad her sister wouldn't let her anywhere near. "Reivia, would you please get me my jacket? I'd like to go for a walk." The maid complied with happiness, pleased at least that one of her Masters was a kind hearted woman.
A guy named Richard Grayson just moved into town. He was one of those guys who couldn't stay in a place too long without getting antsy. He was also one of those guys any girl would swoon over and that bothered him sometimes. What happened to just chilling and not having girls follow your every move? Oh well. Life was like that some times. Richard asked a cute looking girl where a nice restaurant was and she pointed him the way, giggling the whole time. Hey, he wasn't a poor good looking dude. In fact, he was a step down from loaded. As he walked in he swore he saw an angel—that is if angels had flaming red hair and stormy emerald green eyes. She was gorgeous. Richard looked her over her. She wore a baggy sweatshirt that seemed too big for her, but he noticed some slight curves. She also wore baggy pants and clogs. It was as though she were hiding her true looks from the world. Huge black sunglasses rested on the top of her head, standing out in her flaming red hair, which looked extremely silky. She slouched a little and had a small frown hovering around her lips. Now who was this beauty?
A tall guy with huge muscles and dark skin seemed to notice where his gaze rested and decided to talk to Richard. This guy didn't want the new kid getting his hopes up for nothing. "Yo, new kid. I'm Victor. Victor Stone. Friends call me Vic or Stone."
"Richard Grayson," Richard said, introducing himself to this Vic. He liked him. Victor looked like a cool dude to be friends with. "Sup?"
"I couldn't help notice who you were looking at…" Victor started, unable to think of a good way to phrase his warning.
"She yours?"
"No and thank god." Richard's eyebrow shot up and Victor quickly elaborated. "She's got to be the hottest girl in town, but she also has a fiery temper."
"Oh?"
"Stay clear, she's a killer. Her name's Kori. Kori Anders. If you want someone more approachable, take a look at her sister, Kami. Kami is a sweet doll; no idea how the two came from the same family."
"You in for Kami then?"
"Nah. Don't find her attractive. Got a girl of my own anyhow. Just stay clear of Ms. Fiery Anders over there."
"Thanks for the heads up, but I'm sure she's not that bad. How can a girl that small be so mean?"
"Just a heads up that's all."
"I'll keep that in mind."
"See ya later, Grayson."
"Cool." Richard walked away and approached this Kori Anders. She looked up at him, frown quickly becoming apparent on his face. "Hey."
Kori looked up at this rude obnoxious boy who was intruding on her personal space and decided she disliked the more she saw. He was handsome, with jet black spiky hair and blue eyes a girl could get lost in for ages. He looked to be slightly taller than she, and he looked tough, like he had muscles or something. Probably even had a six pack. Ew. Then he spoke, a nice charming voice that would send delightful shivers down any girl's spine. But not Kori. She felt she saw right through him. Probably some arrogant, rich kid, snobby ass who just wanted to be an… ass. "What the hell do you want?" Kori snapped, glaring at him unhappily.
"I uh… I just wanted to—"
"Get away from me, jerk. I want a ten foot space between me and jerks. Last time I checked, you're on that list."
"You don't even know who I am." Kori raised an eyebrow, clearly becoming more angered. "I'm new here."
"So that gives you a right to walk up to me? Bug off, boy."
"But?"
"You know what? Your talking reminds me of a robin. Clearly annoying and in need of a life. Later, Robin." With that, Kori stalked out of the restaurant, leaving a clearly flustered Richard behind.
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moonlitsfantasy