This is my first fanfiction. I'm prepared for flames and constructive criticism. In fact, I really hope for them. I really need to improve my writing. Anyways, here's the story!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Absolutely nothing. Why the heck would I be here, if I did own Young Justice?
'Maybe love at first sight is true,' He thought. 'Or maybe it's a load of crap.'
Tim couldn't help that he was so lost in his thoughts. That girl...The blonde, who had been so bold and brave...
And yet she was the daughter of a villain.
Okay, he had looked her up. But he wasn't a stalker. He just wanted to know who she was.
That's normal, right?
'Right.'
He continued to wonder. 'How could I contact her? Maybe we could see a movie? No. Horrible choice. We wouldn't get to talk. Maybe we could go out to eat or something?'
Realizing where his thoughts had gone, he instantly blushed. 'You're acting as if you know her. For all you know, she could have a boyfriend. A real jerk of one, too.'
Though he couldn't stop thinking about her.
"My, my, Sir. You're face is redder than a tomato." Alfred spoke up. Tim had been thinking so deeply he hadn't noticed the elderly butler open the door. "In case you've forgotten, dinner is prepared. Master Bruce and Master Richard would be pleased for you to come down. Though I would suggest ridding yourself of the red cheeks."
'So, Dick's staying over tonight? That's nice. He's usually in his apartment over in Bludhaven. Nice for him to come over.'
The raven-haired teenager nodded. "I'll be down in a minute."
"Very well sir."
Tim sighed, still thinking about her.
Maybe he would meet her.
Someday.