Okay, I'm sorry ahead of time this chapter will be just explaining a tad about my character since we all know about the, sexy, delicious, brilliant, amazing Joker. I want to eat his skin off :D. I don't own Batman of course or anything of the sort, no characters nothing. I wish though. Any who, it would be cool beans to get feedback and reader suggestions on what you guys want to happen with the story :D. I'll update to the max with this story because I looovvee The Joker yum. Anyway. Enjoy!! read&review loves.

Monday.

Who the hell came up with Monday? It was the day everyone dreaded for being notoriously horrible yet inevitable to avoid. Nothing went right on Monday's, the sun was too bright or the sky was too cloudy, it was too rainy or too dry, it went too fast or went too slow. No one ever got up out of bed saying, what a wonderful Monday. Except…

Destini Star, the bubble of all bubbles in the darkest of days.

An alarm sounded, loud and in the highest pitch possible causing a hand to emerge from the blankets and slamming on the off button. There was a small groan from the bed as the form beneath the pink and green bunny blankets stretched her limbs. Sitting up the blankets fell from her form around her lap, "mmm, I slept so well." She said to herself stepping from the covers confinements and placing her feet into her Hello Kitty slippers, matching Hello Kitty shorts and tank top to go with them. She made her bed and pulled her long black hair up into a bun and walking to the bathroom.

Destini wasn't one for lollygagging around until the last minute…even if she was seventeen and living on her own in the most dangerous city, Gotham.

She graduated at seventeen and refused to stay at home longer than that, she had enough money in the bank to take care of herself the best she could. Not that her parents cared one hundred percent, she hated—didn't like her parents. She didn't like the word hate, it was to negative made her feel evil and she wasn't that at all.

She turned the radio on the news station stopped to listen before stepping into the warming shower water.

"--yesterday afternoon there was a bank robbery at Gotham Bank, we have surveillance videos showing men in clown masks though the film is short do to some sort of technical issues. We are sure that The Joker was behind this though he was not caught on tape; there were 17 hostages, 8 were found dead and the rest wounded. If anyone has any—"

She had turned the radio station to a music station. She didn't want to hear any depressing news if she could help it, "no body ever has information on that guy." She said looking up in the mirror. She took a deep breath looking at her body. Destini was a thin girl, not sickly thin; the kind of thin were even if she was placed in a championship eating competition for a whole year she wouldn't gain a pound from it. Sighing she turned from the mirror and stepped into the steamy shower to clean up for what would be a long day at work.

Destini worked at Machi, it was a clothing store that was rather popular amongst the middle class and the wealthy, and she could admit that there were some very nice clothes in the store though nothing was really her style.

Once her shower was over she stepped out wrapping a towel around her body and back into her room. She had already laid out what she was going to wear for the day so should wouldn't stand around and spend twenty minutes looking for all types of outfits but than resorting back to outfit number one. She pulled on her bright green and purple bra and panties, they were barney green and purple bright, she pulled on dark blue jeans that were tight fitting and slightly flared out at the bottom, she slipped on her black belt with silver studs and put it in the right loops though she placed it so it was hanging slightly from her hip.

She pulled on a white tank top and a loose sweater, the sweater was gray and had a black skeleton in the center of it with a pink bow on its head and it was winking. The sweater was tight around her mid upper thigh and hung loosely over one shoulder staying put on the other.

Her daily routines usually consisted of small things, things that usually wouldn't interest anyone but that was only at her home. Once outside the house things were wild, mainly because it was Gotham.

Applying black eyeliner on the bottom of her eye she made it dark but not look like she got a black eye, she applied pink eye-shadow and mascara that made her lashes look long. She took her hair from its bun and scrunched up the short part of her hair parting her bangs in two swoops and brushing the long part of her hair which was down to her mid back she has sort of a punkish/emo hair style :D.

"Ok, I'm done." She said with a big smile.

"Now…what time is i—aah!" she rushed to the clock to see if she was seeing right. The clock read 9:48 and was blinking at her like saying 'hey…you should probably get the hell outta here'. She rushed out of her room and grabbed her big purse that also had skeletons on it and she ran out of her apartment closing the door behind her and down to the street calling to a taxi.

'I can make it…its only eight minutes away…I'll just rush to the back room.' The thought to herself gripping her purse tight, she had never been late to work and she didn't know why this Monday seemed to want to make her feel down but she wouldn't let it defeat her! She wouldn't go down without a fight.

When the taxi stopped her gave him the money and ran out of the car into Machi's, she saw the analog clock on the wall, 9:56, she ran to the employees only area and moved to the clock in machine. She punched in her number quickly and pushed enter and waited for it to say approved. She was almost shaking from the anticipation, ding! . The machine approved her and just in the knick of time, it was now ten o'clock and she sighed resting her forehead on the wall, "so close…" she mumbled to herself putting her purse in her locker and closing it.

Destini was the go-to person of costumers and employees, though she didn't know why employees she helped anyway. She was supposed to make sure everything was where it was supposed to be and looking its best for display. "Destini!" a female voice called. She turned to find the source and spotted her fellow co-worker, Diana, "hey Dee." She said with a smile fixing the shoe boxes people so annoyingly couldn't put back themselves, lazy bastards.

"Why are you wearing that sweater? It's like…eighty degrees outside." She said leaning over her. Diana never did anything but complain, sleep around especially with the boss, and poke fun at everyone. It got very tiresome after a while but Destini put up with it somehow, though she made every other co-worker want to punch an ape.

"It's a cute sweater…what's wrong with it?" Destini asked with a small laugh.

"Nothing is wrong with it…but you need to show off your cute ass. Get a boyfriend and have lots of sex and tell me all about it," she said laughing and touching the shoes. Diana was a twenty-six year old woman who had obviously all the right curves in all the right places and was very voluptuous, she was what Destini wasn't. Destini was a very proud! B-cup, while Diana flaunted her Double-D's, bitch. Destini 

didn't think that of course, but many female co-workers did the ones that got jealous of all the male co-workers flirting with her constantly.

"No thanks." She said blushing a little embarrassed. Destini was never, ever, one to talk about her personal life. Not a lot of people knew anything about her other than the fact that she lived on her on, she was very selfless, and sweet. Though Diana knew a secret by accident…

"Come on Destini, when I was seventeen I was raging with hormones and loved showing off my body." She said putting her hands on her hips and running her fingers through her hair.

"Diana…"

She batted her eyelashes, "yes?"

"I'm fine being alone." She stated with a big smile. "It gives me pride letting girls now that it's okay to be single and self-sufficient!" she said making a fist and holding it in the air victoriously.

They looked at each other and stared for a moment before busting out laughing. They did that often, other than the fact that Diana was a sex fiend she was a great person to be around, Destini saw the good in everyone which was what people loved about her.

"You can't be alone forever you will eventually get lonely Destini. "She said her laughing subsiding.

"Diana, you know that I—"she felt fingers to her lips and Diana giving her a motherly look.

"I don't want to hear you say it Destini. No more talk about there being no body out there to love you, just because your parents couldn't show you what it is doesn't mean no body loves you, I love you sweetie." She said with a smile.

Destini liked these rare mother moments with Diana. "Thank you Diana." She said happily. She scoffed at the thought of her parents; her dad was the worse of them both. Every night beaten for breathing, every night beaten for being a minute late or early, every night being beaten for blinking, every night being told she was worthless scum, every night being told she was hated…and yet everyday she would get up but a smile on her face and lived each day knowing she was closer and closer to leaving to find happiness and yet living on her own she only felt more alone.