People thought I was crazy because my father was abusive and my mother divorced and got remarried. I HATED my new family. My mother Arella, had made the brilliant decision to marry the rich Bruce Wayne. I didn't like him. He always flaunted his status and was pretty reclusive. He would disappear for hours on end. Oh and I absolutely LOATHED my new older brother, his name was Richard Grayson. He was adopted by Mr. Wayne when he was little, But he was so stubborn, and he was always a jerk to me making fun of me for my purple hair and pale complexion. I just wished I could find someone that would understand.
"Miss Rachel, it is breakfast time and afterward you have to go to the gym with Master Richard." Alfred the butler said. Alfred was amazing. He was kinda like a father to me. "Okay Alfred can you tell them I'll be down in a minute." I said. He scurried off. I climbed out of bed put on some black leggings and a nice dark blue tank top. I walked downstairs to the large breakfast table. The boys were already halfway through their plates of eggs, sausage, and toast. I grabbed a slice of toast and ran out the door. I knew if I got outside fast enough Bruce wouldn't get mad. He was way overprotective.
When I got back I ran right into the gym. "Where were you? I had to wait fifteen minutes!" Richard whined. "Why don't we get started so we can make up some of that time?" I questioned. First we did pull ups he always beat me at those. Next was running. I beat him. Our training went on for hours. His cell phone buzzed. I knew that meant he was going to disappear, but this time I would follow.