This is my version of a Robin being awesome story. It's well written, thorough and well written. Not to be cocky or anything XD. This first chapter is just an intro so I posted the next chapter right afterwards. Comment if you love. (I know you will).

Just to let you know, I don't own DC comics or any of its characters. There are some of my own unique villains I'm going to throw in, but you won't really know the difference. Please enjoy.

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1

I'm a superhero. Okay, that's not politically correct. Technically, I'm a sidekick. To Batman.

Yes, my name is Robin.

Actually, that's not really correct either. My real name is Richard Grayson. But the Bat calls me Dick, like my folks did. I'm not really supposed to tell anyone that. It goes against the code.

I'm thirteen years old and I've been a sidekick since I was eight. Bruce Wayne took me in after my parent's died. He's a millionaire, philanthropist, all around great guy. And that's just the side people know about him. I'm one of the few who know him as Batman.

I actually found out when I was trying to sneak out of the manor. I was trying to find the man who had killed my parents. Instead, Bruce caught me. The next thing I know, I'm waking up in the Bat-cave. That's when Bruce told me he was the Batman. And then he offered me a position. To be his partner.

How could I say no?

I was already a born acrobat and I had been performing on the trapeze since before I could walk. I used to belong to Haley's Circus, as part of the act the Flying Graysons.

But Batman taught me martial arts, how to hack any computer, how to search for clues, how to detect if someone is lying, how to hot-wire and drive almost any vehicle, how to speak several languages, how to disable a bomb in under ten seconds, how to use various weapons, and how to blend in with the shadows. It's needless to say that he taught me a lot.

The most important thing he taught me, however, was how to role play. Superheroes are only superheroes if their identity is hidden. And the best way to do that is by making sure nobody will ever suspect you as your alter ego. Batman accomplished that by being all dark and moody as Batman, and then all smiles and public donations as Bruce Wayne. I sort of have a similar deal going on.

I maintain a preppy sort of air as a private school kid. I make sure I get good grades, go to every pep rally, run for student government, and get on the yearbook committee every year. But at the same time, I maintain a snobby way of looking at things like someone would if they've only ever been rich. I make sure all my friends are popular, I have all the latest clothes and tech, I get in trouble every once in a while for talking back, and I mock some kids behind their backs. Of course, I don't actually mean anything by it, it's all part of the cover. But if anyone said Dick Grayson was actually a superhero, they'd be laughed out of the school.

A common mistake most superheroes make is thinking that the best way to blend in is to take a step away from the crowd. To be the outcast, the kid who gets bullied, the loner with practically no friends.

But that's stupid. The way Batman devised is much better. No one would dare bully me. Everyone knows who I am. Dick Grayson. Rich kid, teacher's pet, popular kid. Even kids who I don't even know, know who I am. And because they are so self-assured that they know my exact personality, my way of mind, and every thought that goes through my head, they would never expect me to be a crime fighter. Those loner kids that no one knows anything about...they'll be the ones everyone's whispering about in the halls if there's a tipoff that Robin goes to this school. They don't know where that kid was Friday night, while Robin was stopping Catwoman with Batman. But Dick Grayson—no way, he was at a party, right? I mean, someone must have seen him.

I've got a reputation. And thanks to that, no one knows I'm Robin.

But it's weird. The few friends the loner kid does have know him completely and stand up for him whenever everybody's pointing accusatory fingers at him.

But me, my friends have no idea who I really am. Once I saw this one kid getting bullied and I said to my friends that we should stop it. They just looked at me like I had grown a third eye.

"Gee, Dick, we didn't think you were the helping, goody-two-shoes type."

And it's times like that where I feel like I'm actually the loner kid on campus.

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Like I said, next chapter will have stuff actually happening. If you love it already, feel free to tell me.

-youwishyouwerethiscool