Disclaimer: Do not own Batman…this is just some free writing to get my mind working.

"Dick Grayson!" Ms. Parker shouted at the sleeping boy. Dick jumped up startled at the shout of his name. "Young man! Do I happen to be boring you?" she hissed

"Huh…what…No Ms. Parker." The boy in front of her replied. He looked around to see the students snicker at him as the middle aged women continued to scowled him.

To Ms. Parker this boy was nothing more but another rich child who always seemed to being sleeping in her class or constantly forgetting his homework.

"I will need to speak with you after class Mr. Grayson." She hissed again before turning her attention again to the rest of the class. "Students do not forget our trip to Gotham City Bank tomorrow. Bring you notebooks for notes. Chief O'Hara will being speaking and I expect all of you to be…awake…and paying special attention." Ms Parker announced before the last bell rang.

Thank God this was the last class. Dick thought to himself as he gathered his books.

"Bats got you on patrol last night?" A familiar voice whispered. Dick turned around suddenly to find himself face to face with Barbara Gordon.

" Even better…training." Dick replied sarcastically.

"Ouch." Barbara winced. Suddenly a group of tough looking kids walked up to the pair.

"Look it is the perfect couples. Rich and wimps." A skinny brunette smirked, causing the entire group to laugh at the pair. The boy with his arm over her spoke after the laughing stopped.

"Hey Dick. What you've been doin all night tryin to tame that mop of yours?" He sniggered shoving a hand on the spiked hair. Dick was so tempted to break a couple of the dude's fingers but contained himself. Instead he pushed the hand off.

"Hey back off!" Barbara hissed. The girls of the group glared at her before one of them whispered something in each others' ears and they began to laugh again.

"So Barbara, are your clothes always that ragged or is that commissioner dad of yours just cheap?" Another girl smacked before the group finally moved on.

"Argh! I am so going out on patrol now!" Dick hissed trying to contain his anger. It was always a pain to know you could take out any of them but you had to hide that little fact.

"MR. GRAYSON!" Ms. Parker screeched.

"I'm so with ya." Barbara whispered before she watched Dick walk over to the desk.

Rolling his eyes, Dick slowly walked to the impatient teacher.

"Now, listen to me. I know it must be hard having to live with the infamous Bruce Wayne. But…" She hissed

"Why do you say infamous, Ms. Parker?" Dick demanded. She looked at him, as if expecting him not to know what the dumb word meant. She continued again.

"It must be very hectic. You may get waited on hand and foot at your home but in my class you are pay attention and pass. You seem to always be dead tired…and I have noticed this everyday. If I find you asleep at tomorrow's trip I will be forced to talk to Mr. Wayne about this." She said through clenched teeth. She continued her ramble but Dick wasn't listening. His gaze drifted to the window of the classroom. It was raining and dreary but one thing in the sky stood out. A giant image of a bat lit the sky.

"Mr. Grayson! Are you even listening to me?!" Ms. Parker raised her voice again.

"Yeah…Listen… Ms. Parker! I gotta go! I'm sorry!" Dick rushed as he gripped the strap of his back pack and began to sprint out of the room, down the hall, and out the exit with the young Barbara Gordon. Sighing Ms. Parker slumped into her desk chair. She was going to get through to that boy's thick skull somehow.

A/N: WHAT DO YOU THINK! JUST SORTA CAME TO ME WHEN I WAS TONING OUT MY TEACHER'S LECTURE…THAT WAS IN SPANISH…SO I GOT REALLY CONFUSED. REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW.