It had almost been a normal day for Wally West. He was that close. Until, of course, the newest girl came into his last period English class.

She had been here for a couple weeks now, yet she still hadn't made a single friend.

"Aw, is that worry I'm hearing?" she asked seemingly no one.

And no, no you don't hear worry. It's just that Wally found this sad, and he decided that he was going to try to befriend her today. It was just his luck she happened to sit right next to him.

"Oh goody."

She had brown hair with purple highlights. She'd somehow gotten away with that, considering highlights were against the rules.

"Umm, you helped me with that," she mumbled into her backpack, quiet enough for no one to hear.

Shh, I'm trying to do the prologue and you keep distracting me.

"Fine."

No one seemed to know her name, and she wasn't giving it out. She was registered for school under PQ, but no one knew what it stood for. No one asked.

She was always talking to herself, or that's how it seemed.

She had beautiful golden eyes. She thought they looked exotic.

"Well, they do."

She wore a faded black short sleeve shirt with the words "I'm Not Crazy, I'm Just Special With A Capital C" in pink letters on the front. Her small handbag went over her shoulder and inside lay $20 that she'd earned (found on the street). She had a pair of Nike shorts on. She was the picture of, um...

"Try awesomness?" she suggested.

Yeah, sure.

Let's just say, she was kinda crazy.

"Hey!"

Shush! You're in class.

Anyways, her craziness was okay with him. About halfway through class, he decided to start a conversation with her, but right before he could say anything, she passed him a note that said:

I know. Meet me after school by the buses.

Sincerely, a fellow classmate

Wally had been so close.

He went out and found her. He was nervous, she was waiting impatiently, tapping her foot in the grass.

She honestly wasn't impatient, she just didn't want to cause a scene. The bright sun was beating heat down onto her, making spots dance across her vision. The longer she stood in the heat, the more exhausted she became and the more likely she was to faint.

When she saw Wally, she sighed in relief.

"Hi!" she said brightly.

"Hey."

"Come with me, we can't talk here," she said quietly draggi- "And OH MY GOD if you don't shut up."

Woops, sorry that's kind of my job.

"Fine, just do it quieter."

Okay.

Wally looked around. "Who in the world are you talking to?"

"Come on already. For the fastest boy alive, you're pretty slow," she said, ignoring his question.

Wally paused for a second before remembering that she had PE with him and today they had been running track. She had somehow weaseled her way out of running and was instead sitting under a group of shady trees Wally hadn't noticed before. She had seemed to only be watching him. So he shrugged it off because he did keep himself a little bit ahead of all the others.

"Where are we going?" Wally asked.

"Come on already," she said, tugging on him fiercely.

The dizziness had started to set in and if they didn't get to her place, she was going to collapse, she was sure of it.

She honestly didn't know what triggered this, but when it happened, it was at the weirdest times.

She started humming one of her millions of favorite songs, Sussudio.

She stopped and looked up, "Hey, Ms Maday?"

Sup man?

"Can you please just teleport us there?"

But I'm working! I don't have time to-

"Look, if you have time to have a small conversation with me, then you can teleport us."

At this point, Wally was starting to question his choice of following this stranger.

Fine.

They were there, and Wally had a head rush.

It was a nice fort that it had taken her three days to complete. With my help of course.

"Pfft, stop bragging. No one likes a braggart," she said.

It looked like a normal fort on the outside, very small and compact, but the inside was humongous. Wally was having trouble matching this with physics, but he eventually just decided to think about it later. The inside was decorated with a couch, some stray pillows spread around, fifty fans in all on the ceiling and on the ground, and a small kitchen, complete with a mini fridge and a microwave.

As soon as they stepped in, she let out a sigh of relief as the cold air hit her body. She threw her backpack on the ground next to the couch before plopping down on the couch and patting the seat next to her.

"Come on, person. I've still gotta talk to you. We can discuss over our English and Math homework."

She asked me to deliver a message to his uncle.

"Tell him that Wally is studying with a friend."

Across town, Barry suddenly remembered that Wally wasn't coming home until dinner, he was studying with one of his friends.

"What is even happening?" Wally asked, confused.

"I know. About Kid Flash. And don't try to deny it. You're not exactly secretive, you know. Your hair is the same and you have the same voice and eye color. Don't worry, me and the narrator talked this over. We aren't going to tell anyone if you pay us twenty thousand," she said seriously.

"What?!" Wally shouted. He didn't have that kind of money!

"My god, I was just joking. By the way," she said, holding out her hand, "it's nice to meet you, Wally West. I'm PQ."

She kept her hand out, waiting for him to shake it, and when nothing came, she looked up to see Wally's mouth opening and closing like a fish. It actually looked quite hilarious and she stifled a laugh.

"Wait, wait, wait. You can't just drop this bomb on me and expect everything to be okay! Who even are you?" Wally asked suspiciously.

"I'm PQ, and you're Wally West, the Kid Flash. You have no idea how hard I'm trying not to fangirl right now."

"How in the world did you even-" he started to ask, but she cut him off.

"Welp, my newfound friend, do you remember a couple weeks ago, when you and your team went into the jungle because you found some weird energy readings or something?"

"Yeah," Wally said, hesitantly.

"Well..."

A white light flashed and suddenly they were in the middle of a lush jungle.

"Wait. Is this-"

"Yeah, now shush."

In the middle, a girl lay in some mud.

She groaned, sitting up a little, "Did I wet myself?"

She noticed that she was just laying in some mud.

"Oh, ok."

A few seconds passed by then-

"Wait mud?"

She shot up out of the mud she was in, and found that she was in the middle of the jungle. She also found her ears were ringing, and therefore, she couldn't hear much.

"Um, okay," the girl said, getting up and dusting herself off.

"You would think she'd be more worried about why she was in a jungle," Wally whispered.

"Yeah, but if there's one thing that the DCU has taught me, it's that you really need to expect the unexpected," PQ told him.

"Wait, that's you? And what's a 'DCU'? And why-" PQ elbowed him.

"You ask too many questions, just shut up and watch."

Past-PQ looked over to her left and found a lot of trees.

"There are probably frogs in one of those trees, making love or something like that," she whispered, chuckling.

"Ew, dude," Wally replied, though it really didn't bother him.

Good to know, PQ thought.

A few meters to her right, she found a couple of bushes and a small pond. She decided she would clean herself off.

"The rumbling of the bioship could be heard nearby, if you had hearing like Superboy," someone said. "Sadly, this girl did not, and was not aware of the team that was coming to her position."

Wally jumped a little.

"What was that?"

"The narrator," PQ replied curtly, before chuckling at his confused face. "You'll catch on soon enough."

Upon hearing the narrator, Past-PQ quickly moved herself over to the pond and plunged in. Wally was surprised to find that the pond made very little noise. Past PQ was surprised to find the pond went very deep, and was unoccupied by animals. She came just above the water to find the whole YJ team coming to the area she had been just standing.

"Thank you, disembodied voice," she muttered as the team looked for something.

"As the team searched for the source of the energy signature, the girl watched from the small lake she was occupying, not knowing that she was the source of said energy signature," the voice spoke, and past-PQ cringed, as if waiting for the team to turn and find her right in the pool, but they never did.

"Then," said Present-PQ, "what the voice said actually registered in my drunk mind."

"Wait, whaddya mean I'm the source of the energy thingamawhat?" Past PQ whispered.

"Wait, can you hear me?" the voice asked, sounding confused and surprised.

"No, I'm just talking to myself," she replied sarcastically, forgetting the team. "Who are you?"

"I'm the narrator. I narrate whatever goes on in the universe so that people who read the stories can understand what's happening. I can also, if necessary, change the course of a story. People aren't supposed to be able to hear me, or at least they never have before. I like you, what's your name?"

"Wait, you don't know?" Past-PQ asked. "Aren't you supposed to know stuff like that?"

"Hey guys, I think there's something over in the pond," they heard Superboy say.

Then, Past-Kid Flash zoomed over and looked at the girl in the pond. They stared for a minute, before Kid Flash turned around, "Guys! It's a girl!"

"Suddenly, the girl was in a fort on the outskirts of Central City and Keystone," the voice said quickly.

Then they weren't in the jungle, Wally had a head rush, and apparently, so did Past-PQ.

"So you were the girl that made the team think I was delusional. Hmph, good to know," Wally muttered.

Past-PQ took a second, then she got up and started jumping around screaming. From excitement of course.

"Woah! Hey there, are you okay?" The narrator asked.

"They're real man!"

"Who?"

"The YJ team! They're real!" Past-PQ practically shouted excitedly. "And so is the DCU! I knew it I knew it I knew it!"

"Oh, um, okay then," the narrator said.

"No no, you don't get it! I've been thinking about the possibility of them existing in another dimension for months! And I'm right. Wait, how did I even get to this dimension?" she paused.

"Well, I don't know. You technically don't exist here if you come from another dimension. What's the last thing you remem - hey are you okay?"

Past-PQ was swaying on her feet.

"It's hot," she whispered, then she collapsed in a heap on the floor.

A white light flashed and they were out of the mindscape that I created for them, PQ stared at Wally intensely.

"How-" Wally started, but she cut him off.

"Here, pull out your English homework. I noticed you were having some trouble with those prepositions."

"No wait, what happened to you? You were the source of energy? You were the girl in the pond?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Why did you faint?"

"Look, that's not important. I'm here now so I obviously made it, and now you know how I," she made quotes in the air, "'figured out' your identity. I've actually known it for about three years now. Now, pull out your homework."

"Not really," Wally muttered.

"Seriously," she said again.

Wally looked like he was about to argue but something in PQ's rigid body language made him stop himself, "Okay."

While doing their homework, PQ asked absentmindedly, "So, do you and Dick hang out a lot?"

"What?"

"Dick. Dick Grayson?" PQ deadpanned as she moved herself to a more comfortable position. "You know, Robin, the Boy Wonder? I figured you two would be best friends or maybe something more?"

"You know Dick too?"

"Yeah, I know everyone. Except the ones I never really bothered looking up. But yeah, I pretty much know everyone's ID," she stated in an "a duh" fashion.

"Oh, the big bad Bat's gonna kill- wait what are you doing?"

PQ had shifted herself to a more... comfortable position that consisted of her upside down on the couch.

"Being comfortable obviously," she replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the universe.

"Oh."

"Yup," she laughed gleefully.

"I still don't know your name," Wally thought out loud.

"PQ."

"What?"

"I told you, PQ. That's my name."

"What kind of name is Pee Cue?"

"No, you idiot. Like the letters, P and Q," she snapped, annoyed.

"Oh," Wally said thoughtfully. "What does it stand for?"

"None of your bizwax," she replied nonchalantly.

There was a couple beats of silence before, "So now that we're sorta kinda friends, does this mean I can ride on your back or maybe meet your not-so-covert team? I mean, at least Dick."

"Don't you have parents?" Wally asked, relaxing a little.

She ignored this question. "Number five is A."

"Um, okay?"

To Wally, she seemed mostly normal and not all that crazy-

"Do you like waffles?" she sung.

Nevermind then.

"Um, sure?"

"Do you like pancakes?" she sung again.

"They're ok I guess," he said.

"Do you like french toast?" she sung once more.

"Yeah, man!"

PQ breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank god, I'm starving. IHop?"

Did... Did you just ask him out?

"N-no!" she said, blushing.

Oh my gosh, you totally did!

"Um, yeah, IHop sounds good." Wally replied.

Aww, look! PQ's first date!

"Shut up," she muttered.

What? I didn't even say anything... that wasn't true at least.

"Alright, you pay," she told Wally, ignoring the narrator and grabbing her purse.

"Say what?"

"Please, it's not like I can pay for a speedster! I can barely afford myself!" she defended herself.

"Fine, I'll pay," Wally relented.

They went out a different door and found a motorcycle. She passed him a helmet, "Hop on."

"Wow, nice ride!"

"Thanks, Maddie got it for me, you know. She's one awesome suckamunch," she said proudly.

"Suckamunch? Maddie?" Wally asked, he thought she didn't have any friends!

"Suckamunch is just a really fun word, and Maddie is what I decided to call the narrator," she blew a kiss to the sky. "Thanks Honey!"

Anytime dude.

They got on the motorcycle and as PQ started it up, she started singing, "Weeeeee'reeee going on a trip, in our favorite rocket ship, flying through the sky. Little Einstein's! Climb aboard..."

Wally put a hand to his head, already feeling the oncoming headache. "This is going to be a long dinner," he mumbled.

And that's how Wally West and PQ met.

Why do I keep making stories? I'm not very good at commitments like this and omIGOD that was long. I spent two weeks writing and editing and crap like that. Was it boring? Please tell me and review so I can fix it in the next chapter. Or not because I'm not very good at OC's yet I still keep trying it? Welp what can you do, ri-

PQ: You could just stop making OCs.

Me: NO ONE ASKED YOU, PATRICE!

...Yeah I might've binge-watched How I Met Your Mother.

Love you guyses! Please review tho, for real.