{ So hey there! This is my first fan fiction, and it's been really fun to write it. As you can guess this is about HarleyQuinn from Batman. I made her my own and decided to write how she became the psycho we all love. I hope you enjoy}

I remember this dream, this one dream that always spooks me out, intensely. I'm always sitting in the same room, a red and black stripped room with only a chair and a shadowed figure in a corner of the room, just standing there. I'm sitting on that chair staring at the strange figure, crying for some reason, but every time I whelp for help, he just laughs. That terrifying laugh always scares me. And when he's about to stand into the light, I wake up. I always wake up creeped out.

"Harleen! Wake the fuck up, its graduation!"

Of course my best friend would wake me up like that. Liz is a very interesting person; she stands out more to me than any of my other fellow students. We both went into psychology for our major, and today was the day we didn't ever need to go to school again.

"I'm up, I'm up!" I yelled from my bed, I hated waking to her voice sometimes.

"Very well, I must come in now and talk to you about a letter you received this morning!" She said as she walked in. She was so much more beautiful then me, she had natural blonde hair, which she always wore up. She had bright green eyes that popped out like a highlighter on a piece of white paper. She was medium size with somewhat a good build and always wore skinny jeans and a doctor who or harry potter t-shirt.

"What letter?" I demanded. She came right to my bed and handed a letter from a place called Gotham. It was indeed for me, which surprised me because I didn't even send out resumes out yet.

"Open it silly! It could be a job opening and they selected you to be their new science monkey!" She laughed and smiled with her bright white teeth.

"Oh shut it, Liz!" I yelled and opened the letter.

It stated in the letter:

"Dear Mrs. Harleen Quinzel,

Hello, my name is Elizabeth Jones from Arkham Asylum. We are in need for a bright mind like yours to help us with some of our patients. We will let you intern for us and in a year you will become on of our doctors. I know this is quite soon but we looked at your records and you are perfect for our patients. Please mail me an answer by the 30th. Thank you for your time,

Elizabeth Jones, President"

"Oh Harleen you have to say yes, you just got too!"

"Hmm… I don't know, I never even heard of Gotham, nor Arkham! Who knows what kind of mad people are there?"

"I'm telling Guy you won't say yes to this letter!"

"Liz! Don't you even dare, he cares enough not to care if I don't go to some weird ass place."

Guy Kopski. He has perfect brown hair that is nicely done. His eyes are a silver color that makes you melt when you see them. His smile shines like the stars in the sky. And I was his girlfriend… somehow.

"I'm calling him now! (She grabs out her phone) Hello Guy, its Liz!"

"Stop it, Liz! (Grabs phone out of her hand) Hello Guy!"

"Hey Harley! How's it going, sweetie!" He said in his deep voice.

"Nothing, I can't wait for the party…"

"HARLEEN WON'T TAKE A JOB THAT WAS JUST OFFERED TO HER!" Liz yelled loudly. She's quite annoying at times.

"Harley, you got a job. Oh, that's amazing! Where is it?" He asked beautifully.

"Umm… a place called Gotham…"

"Gotham! That's the best place for work! That's were all the loonies are!" He was really excited for this.

"I don't know babe, it's all so sudden. I mean…what do you mean loonies?"

"Well, that's where Batman lives, you had of heard of him! He fights criminals, and the number one villain right now is The Joker!"

"That's physically impossible! Where in the world did you get that idea?"

"I'll be right over! Love you babes!" And with that he hung up.

I asked Liz to leave so I could get ready. I grabbed my towel and took

a nice long shower, because Guy lived 30 minutes away. When I finally came out, I looked at myself. My real hair color is brown, but I had dyed it because I really wanted blonde hair. I have sky blue eyes, my nose is adorable(which everyone says it is), I have perfect lips, I'm rather skinny and have a small built. I never really liked how I looked, since Guy was my first boyfriend I got used to it.

I went back in my room and choose a nice sundress to wear. I did my make-up with care and put my hair in a bun. Finally, Liz called me saying Guy was at the door. I ran out of my room toward our small living room. I designed it to look like a café from France. I open our door and saw my love. It took me awhile to finally notice what he had. In a huge container, there was a bunch of DVDs and pictures and his laptop.

"What's all that?"

"Proof I'm not crazy!" He leaned in for a kiss which I accepted.

He ran right inside and went straight on my loveseat. He turned off the talk show Liz was watching, which she protested, and turned on his computer.

"Batman is Gotham's personal superhero. Look!" He pointed to his screen; there was a man in all black with a mask and lots of weapons on his belt.

"Is he insane?" I question, in fear the answer was yes.

"Nope, he fights the loonies from killing others."

"He sounds loony!" Liz finally said after sitting there in anger that she couldn't see the next commercial for some weird movie.

"He's as sane as you are. He just has a strange need for justice."

"I don't like him… I don't know why." I said cautiously. "Can we see some of those loonies you were talking about?"

"Sure babes! Now this is the Riddler (a man with question marks on his suit and hat popped on the screen). This is the Penguin (a man with a pointed nose and a top hat popped up). This is Poison Ivy (an extreme beautiful female popped on the screen and for some reason I really wanted to call her Red). And finally, this is the Joker."

On the screen popped a man I could only dream about. His skin was white like a cloud with neon green hair. His smile was so, unsettlingly welcoming. His hair was put in a way that it looked like spikes. For some reason he looked familiar. And I don't know what was wrong with my head, but he looked very handsome.

"So, has he ever killed anyone?" I asked uneasily.

"Yes, just the last week four people were pushed off a skyscraper by a jack-in-a-box."

I laughed a little bit, and Guy and Liz looked at me worriedly. "It seems so ridiculous to kill people by jokes doesn't?" I said to calm them down.

"Well, I better get going. God, it's already 11:00 am! In two hours we are graduating! WOOOOO!" He kissed me and ran out the house leaving the Batman crap in my little café.

(End of Part 1. Part 2 will be put up in a week or so. see yah then)