“No way! Cassie was lying!”
Artemis growled in anger. She had been scanning the security cameras (she'd seen Robin hack them a few dozen times) and was disturbed par what she saw. And now that she thought about it, Cassie had been attempting to get the Superboy's attention. And Artemis was mad!
“I can't believe this! Becca, you've got good senses.”
Artemis walked down the halls, trying to find the others. She eventually found them sitting in the living room. The guys were listening to Cassie talk while Megan baked in the kitchen. Becca sat at the counter, silently fuming. Artemis joined the two girls.
“You were righ Becca! Cassie attacked you.”
“Thanks. Tell that to them!”
Becca jerked her head towards the others before turning away.
“She disgusts me!”
“Same,” Artemis admitted.
“I wish she would go die in a black hole!”
Both Becca and Artemis froze. Sweet, innocent Megan had, for the fist time EVER, wished a horrible death on a person. Megan never did that! But after a minute, Becca smiled.
“You've got some feu in toi after all! Good girl!”
Artemis smirked, lightly slapping the back of her friend's ebony covered head.
“She means you're a lot plus fierce than we thought.”
“I know. But Cassie just won't stop. No matter what I do.”
“Don't worry Megan,” Becca supported. “We won't let her get away with anymore.”
“I'm going to download the video I found so I can montrer it to the others,” Artemis said.
“Okay.”
Becca and Megan watched, disgusted par the way the guys were hanging on Cassie's every word.
“Gone!”
Both looked up at Artemis, whose face was drawn in panic.
“What?” Megan asked.
“The video. It's just-gone!”
“How? That's not possible unless somebody deleted it!”
“Who could have deleted it?”
Becca looked over at Cassie. Her keen eyes found one of Robin's gant lying on the table. Cassie must have worn it, deleted the video, and taken it off.
“Cassie,” she announced, a growl in her throat.
“That little-! I'm gonna KILL her!” Artemis raged.
“I'll help you,” Becca volunteered.
“Not me.”
“Why not Meg?”
Megan didn't answer but both followed her line of sight. Cassie was laughing at something and had put a hand on Connor's shoulder. Becca and Artemis looked back at their friend and saw the unmistakable tears appear. Megan flew out of the room.
“Megan!”
All eyes went to the two girls, but they were too busy following Megan to notice.
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Megan sat in the pouring rain, her salty tears running down her already wet face.
“Megan!”
She turned her head. Becca and Artemis; they had followed her out. They each sat on either side of her. Megan shuddered and Becca handed her veste over. Artemis herself looked freezing but neither moved. Megan accepted the veste and put it around herself.
“Megan please don't cry.”
It was Becca's voice. But it sounded sad and worried; something Becca usually wasn't.
“Why'd she have to go after Connor? My Connor!”
“Cassie's a blonde,” Artemis answered. “We l’amour to start jealous rivalries. And she's obviously scared of Becca. Otherwise, she would have finished that fight without screaming.”
“Besides, Connor has plus feelings for toi than toi know. And even if Cassie tries something completely stupid, which I expect, Artemis and I will be there to stop her. And protect you.”
Megan smiled a little, head resting against Becca's shoulder.
“Thanks. toi two are the best.”
“We know.”
Megan gave a small chuckle and curled closer to her friend. She mewed happily, hands stroking her hair comfortingly. Artemis stretched her legs over Megan's, leaning back on her hands.
“I wish it would stop raining,” Artemis grumbled.
“I kinda like it,” Megan admitted. “It draws a certain beauty out of the Earth. What about toi Becca?”
“I'm scared of it.”
“Why?”
“My dad died on a rainy night. As did my mom. My sister cashed me in the rain storms. I've grown to fear it. And the storms plus than the water.”
“I'm sorry,” Megan apologized in a whisper.
“It's not your fault. But I think we need to get out of the rain. And I know just the place.”
Artemis growled in anger. She had been scanning the security cameras (she'd seen Robin hack them a few dozen times) and was disturbed par what she saw. And now that she thought about it, Cassie had been attempting to get the Superboy's attention. And Artemis was mad!
“I can't believe this! Becca, you've got good senses.”
Artemis walked down the halls, trying to find the others. She eventually found them sitting in the living room. The guys were listening to Cassie talk while Megan baked in the kitchen. Becca sat at the counter, silently fuming. Artemis joined the two girls.
“You were righ Becca! Cassie attacked you.”
“Thanks. Tell that to them!”
Becca jerked her head towards the others before turning away.
“She disgusts me!”
“Same,” Artemis admitted.
“I wish she would go die in a black hole!”
Both Becca and Artemis froze. Sweet, innocent Megan had, for the fist time EVER, wished a horrible death on a person. Megan never did that! But after a minute, Becca smiled.
“You've got some feu in toi after all! Good girl!”
Artemis smirked, lightly slapping the back of her friend's ebony covered head.
“She means you're a lot plus fierce than we thought.”
“I know. But Cassie just won't stop. No matter what I do.”
“Don't worry Megan,” Becca supported. “We won't let her get away with anymore.”
“I'm going to download the video I found so I can montrer it to the others,” Artemis said.
“Okay.”
Becca and Megan watched, disgusted par the way the guys were hanging on Cassie's every word.
“Gone!”
Both looked up at Artemis, whose face was drawn in panic.
“What?” Megan asked.
“The video. It's just-gone!”
“How? That's not possible unless somebody deleted it!”
“Who could have deleted it?”
Becca looked over at Cassie. Her keen eyes found one of Robin's gant lying on the table. Cassie must have worn it, deleted the video, and taken it off.
“Cassie,” she announced, a growl in her throat.
“That little-! I'm gonna KILL her!” Artemis raged.
“I'll help you,” Becca volunteered.
“Not me.”
“Why not Meg?”
Megan didn't answer but both followed her line of sight. Cassie was laughing at something and had put a hand on Connor's shoulder. Becca and Artemis looked back at their friend and saw the unmistakable tears appear. Megan flew out of the room.
“Megan!”
All eyes went to the two girls, but they were too busy following Megan to notice.
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Megan sat in the pouring rain, her salty tears running down her already wet face.
“Megan!”
She turned her head. Becca and Artemis; they had followed her out. They each sat on either side of her. Megan shuddered and Becca handed her veste over. Artemis herself looked freezing but neither moved. Megan accepted the veste and put it around herself.
“Megan please don't cry.”
It was Becca's voice. But it sounded sad and worried; something Becca usually wasn't.
“Why'd she have to go after Connor? My Connor!”
“Cassie's a blonde,” Artemis answered. “We l’amour to start jealous rivalries. And she's obviously scared of Becca. Otherwise, she would have finished that fight without screaming.”
“Besides, Connor has plus feelings for toi than toi know. And even if Cassie tries something completely stupid, which I expect, Artemis and I will be there to stop her. And protect you.”
Megan smiled a little, head resting against Becca's shoulder.
“Thanks. toi two are the best.”
“We know.”
Megan gave a small chuckle and curled closer to her friend. She mewed happily, hands stroking her hair comfortingly. Artemis stretched her legs over Megan's, leaning back on her hands.
“I wish it would stop raining,” Artemis grumbled.
“I kinda like it,” Megan admitted. “It draws a certain beauty out of the Earth. What about toi Becca?”
“I'm scared of it.”
“Why?”
“My dad died on a rainy night. As did my mom. My sister cashed me in the rain storms. I've grown to fear it. And the storms plus than the water.”
“I'm sorry,” Megan apologized in a whisper.
“It's not your fault. But I think we need to get out of the rain. And I know just the place.”
