It was early in the morning, the sun had just peeked over the horizon of Neo-Gotham city. Damian had been scurring the mansion, getting paper work and files ready to head over to the office at Wayne enterprises.
"Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad." Said the voice of his 16 year old daughter, over, and over, and over... A few minutes pass and his daughter kept pestering, calling for him over and over, craving for his attention. Damian was pretty sure that was for one of two things; money, or permission to alter her appearances.
"What!" He snaps. His daughter offers her a teasing yet sweet smile.
"Good morning." She said sarcastically, making Damian roll his eyes at her.
"Good morning." He spit the words out. Blair, his daughter, was defiantly her mother's daughter. She had her fun spirited personality, her energy, her unique artistic way of thinking. But despite her personality matching her mother's, Blair resembled him physically. To the shape of her face to the colors of her eyes and hair, thou at the age of fifteen, she altered her hair color, and went from having dark ebony color locks to platinum blonde. His daughter had a unique taste of fashion, one would say she looked like she came out of a rock concert. Heavy black make up, boots, wild hair and odd concert and band merchandise. Damian didnt approve her taste in fashion, but it was his baby girl. And if she was happy, he was happy. Damian only hoped it was a phase...
"Daddy, can i have money to pierce my septum." Said Blair with begging eyes.
Ah! There it was, the occasional begging for something she always did.
"You wanna look like a bull?" He asks with an arch brow.
"Daaaadddyyyy!" She whines. With a heavy sigh, Damian took out his wallet and took out the only fifty dollar bill he had on him.
"And stop asking me for stuff." he complains as he hands her the bill. Blair snatched the dollar bill out of his hand.
"Yes daddy." She smiles as he heads out.
"Your not letting me drive you to school?!" Damian shouts.
"Nah, i'll walk there as soon as i leave the piercing shop at the mall." She shouts back over her shoulder as she grabs her bag. He sighs.
"AHEM!" He shouts again. Blair rolls her eyes, she knew what that gesture ment. She walks back to her father and plants a kiss on his cheek. Damian smiles.
"Bye daddy." Blair chirps as she heads out.
Damian somewhat pouted. Apparently, he suffered from "needy daddy" syndrome. Or atleast that's what Grayson categorizes it. Damian longed to be with his daughter, spend time with her. Yes, he knew that she was a growing teen and she was in that age of not spending time with her "daddy" and more time with boys. Damian thanked the stars that he had trained his daughter to defend herself. Blair's mother was against the thought of having Damian train Blair to break necks, but he had persuaded her. After years of training, Damian can now rest at ease, knowing that his daughter was just as skilled and strong as he is.
Blair walks along the corridors and halls of the Neo-Gotham mall. She searched for the piercing shop with a happy expression. Just when she was about to enter the piercing shop, she spotted the Jokerz gang, man handling and beating the snot out of someone. Upon further inspection, Blair noticed just who the Jockerz gang was picking on. The famous Terrance M'ginnis, or how she liked to call him, Terry, the attention whore. Back in the day, in middle school, Terry had a rep for hanging with the wrong crowd and breaking the law. Supposively he had gone straight, but by the looks of it, the rumors might be wrong.
Blair sighs. "I guess i have time for some community service." She said to herself, placing her bag on a near by bench. She walks over to the fighting teenagers, at this point, Blair is annoyed at the fact that mall security has done nothing to
stop the fight. But what could she expect, law enforcement in Neo-Gotham was shit, especially if their underpaid and over weight mall cops.
"Hey!" Blair howls at them. Slowly, the teengers stopped to turn and look at the platinum blonde.
"Whadda ya want girly!?" Shouts one of the gang members.
"Dont you Joker wannabes have something better to do than pick on some pathetic highschooler?" Said Blair with an annoyed expression. Shs then proceeded to look down and check on her nails.
"Pathetic...?!" Terry hissed the words as he glared at the girl.
"What did you call us girly?!" Said another gang member.
"What?!, you have a hard time understanding or something?! I called you Joker wannabes! You shits dont compare to the real deal, its so petty how you guys try so hard to imitate him." Blair mocks.
"This bitch is gonna get herself killed. She thinks she can buy her way out of problems just because her family is ritch-" Terry's thought was cut short. One of the jockerz strike at her. Blair dodged the man's fists, she turns to the man, and nails an upper cut straight into his jaw, sending him flying to the ground. Another member came at her, this time armed with a bat. The jokerz member swings at her, she took the bat into her grip after dodging his swing. She pulls the bat out of the gang member's hands and swing the bat onto its cabs, breaking his balance.
"Yo! What the fuck, we're gettin' our asses handed to us by a tiny chick!" Said a Jockerz member.
"Litsen you shits! Just walk away and beat it, save yourself futher embarrassment!" Blair shouts. Without futher arguments, the members retreated and left. Blair walks over to Terry, his nose bloody and slightly bruised. His jaw was slightly open, perplexed with what just happened.
"Your welcome!" Blair mocked sarcastically.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" He asked.
"Where did you learned to get your ass kicked like that?! I thought you were alittle badass." She asked sarcastically.
"Cute." Said Terry sarcastically.
"Look at chu, gettin' all bruised up before school starts. Gah! Adorable, the ladies must swoon at the sight of your bad boy phasic." She mocks.
"Go to hell okai! I was just defending a friend." He shouts.
"Last i check, you were getting your ass kicked." Blair crosses her arms. Terry's eye twitches. "Now look what you've done M'ginnis, saving your ass cost me precious time at the piercing shop, if i dont leave now, i'll be late for school." Blair walks over to her bag and places it over her shoulder.
"Piercing shop?" Terry asked with an arched brow.
"I was gonna get my septum pierced." She answers
"Ew." Said M'ginnis mockingly as he holds up his index fingers.
"Go fuck yourself!" She snaps. Terry rolls his eyes. "Well, I'm leaving, see you at school, or not." She mocks yet again, walking away and heading of to school.
The walk wasnt short, but fair. Blair went up the stair of Hamilton Hill Highschool. She was greeted with smiles and warm welcomes by mostly everyone. Despite her unique style, Blair had no problem fitting in, mostly because she made everyone laugh and she had a fun spirit. Blair was looking foward to the school year, new y, new faces and friends, God, summer seemed to drag on the closer it got to September. The only thing she wasnt looking forward to was Nelson Nash. Nelson was known for being a jock and a school bully, not to mention that he is head over heals in love with Blair. Blair friend zoned him royally in freshmen year, after Nelson asked her to be his girlfriend infront of everyone on his knees on Valentines day. Blair turned him down and told him she just wanted to stay friends, after all, Nelson was kind of a royal class dick. He was only fun to be around with during gym class where the two goof off and joke around with their classmates. But the one person Blair was 100% she was by all means looking foward to was her friend Blade. Blade and Blair became close friendship after Blair had dyed her hair platinum one summers ago. They both had platinum hair, and were as different as night
and day. Blade was super girly, always wearing pink and wearing the latest fashions; Blair wasn't into trends, and wore mostly black, and though she was girly in a way, she wasnt barbie girl girly like Blade. Both girls different, but always hip to hip. Goofing around, going to parties, always together in school projects, the works. One could say Blair was the most popular girl in school, she talked to everyone, spent time with everyone, and was liked by mostly everyone at the highschool. But being popular was gay, and she didnt considered herself to be popular, she considered herself to be friends with mostly everyone. That's her story and she was sticking to it.
Blair got her schedule and locker. She walks along the halls, avoiding shoves. She places some of her belongings in her locker before looking at her busy class schedule. First up was english, then math.
"Hey yo Blair-babeh!" Shouts the one and only Nelson Nash. Blair turns and glances at Nelson over her shoulders. Nelson bullet after her, shoving every and any student that came between him and her. Blair tensed, she always did around him when he became too flirty for her liking. Blair knew how to put him in his place and still be good friends, but having to deal with his shit so early in the semester was such a drag.
"Hey Nel." Blair greets, closing her locker.
"Heeyy, so what chu doing saturday night?! I hear there's gonna be a themed rave party at Tonic." Nelson smirks, leaning against the lockers.
"Im pretty sure im busy on Saturday." Blair chirps
"Doing what?!" Asked Nelson as he narrows his eyes in disbelief.
"Not being with you!" She chirps again, patting his shoulder before walking away and heading to class. She entered the math class, and she met up with Blade. The two girls screamed their heads off and ran into eachother's arms.
"Mah bitch! Mah biatch!" Shouted Blade as they twirled around the class, almost falling over and hitting themselves with the desk.
"You guys are gonna break the classroom before the bell even rings!" Shouted someone in the back.
Blair flipped the middle finger off to the student as she laughs, still hugging her closest friend.
"Dude, oh my God, can you believe daddy is letting me pierce my septum?!" Said Blair as she pulls away and stud firmly before Blade.
"Shut up! No way!?" Blade shouted.
"Fuckin' way! I thought i'd be half an hour trying to convince him, but he gave in."
"Seriously!?"
"Well, he gave me sarcasm like always, but hes totally letting me do it and freaking paying for it."
"Lucky, it took me months to convince my dad to let me pierce my navel."
In that moment, the bell rang and the class room was filled with other students. Blade and Blair took their seats beside eachother as class began.
The morning went by quickly, soon, Blair was heading to gym. Hopefully Nelson would be there and not acting a persistent butt. Blair changed into her gym cloths, a black tank top and shorts with some gray running shoes. Her hair was tyed up in a messy bun wuth her bangs down. When she walked into the gym, she saw Nelson stretching. Okai, she had gym with Nelson Nash again this year. The question was, would he behave? Blair sure as hell hoped so. Nelson wasnt perfect, but he was a good person deep down. And what was this!? Terry M'ginnis was also in gym with her. It had been years since she's been in the same class room with M'ginnis. Not since middle school. Blair and him weren't close, she knew things about him, but Terry was one of the few people Blair didnt bother to talk to much. Sure they had small talk in the halls and maybe at school activities, but the longest that she had actually spoken to him was this morning at the mall after the Jokerz gang incident. She'll admit, it wasnt the best encounter, but who could blame her!? The Jokerz had gotten her in a faul mood, and Terry made it too easy to tease him.
But one thing was for sure, Terrance M'ginnis wasn't a sight for sore eyes. His chiseled chin and cheek bones reminded her of her grandfather's when he was in his prime. His silky dark hair was as dark as ebony, she wondered just how smoothed it was. And holly hell, that body. Terry was wearing sweat pants and a short sleeved muscle shirt. His upper body was ripped, yet slender, his broad shoulders made him almost look like a foot ball player. Almost...
Oh yes, Terrance M'ginnis was exactly her type, physically atleast. After she found out Terry was a trouble maker with a criminal record, she found herself resenting him and distancing from him. Her whole family were practically all ex vigilantes and famous heroes for crying out loud. Blair had standards, and dating a criminal was out of the question. Though she is glad that now Terry seemed to have calmed down and gone straight, she can't help but be cautious. Especially after this morning, witch she has yet to speak to anyone about, and also highly dought she ever will.
"What are you looking at!?" Nelson's voice took Blair out of her train of thought, she snap out of whatever trance she was in.
"Wha?" Was her only response.
"Your staring into space. You okai?" Asked the red headed jock.
"Yeah, I was just thinking." She said as she began to stretch.
The rest of the day went by quickly, Blade had invited Blair over for house party. Blair thought for a moment if weather she'd skipp the party and head to the mall to get her piercing done or go straight to the party and have her piercing done some other time. With Blade's persistent begging, she caved in and decided to head to the party instead of getting her septum pierced. Right after school, she went to the party, witch wasnt a house party at all, it was at a night club near down town Neo-Gotham. Blade had both tricked and lied to her.
"Damnit Blade, you know i hate going to clubs." Blair scolded.
"Chill bitch, you'll have fun, I promise." Giggled Blade.
"Hey guuurls!" Said Nelson as he approach the two girls.
"Fun huh?" hissed Blair as she crossed her arms and glared at Blade. Blade gave her a weak smile.
"Just ran into M'ginnis, he was being bitchy about hwat happened in wrestling practice." Laughs Nelson.
"I dont blame him Nelson, you were kind of being a dick." Scolds Blair. Nelson scratched the back of his head and quickly changed the subject.
A little while after Nelson arrived, so did some members of the Jokerz gang. They began to mess around, to they point where they even laid their hands on Dana Tan, one of the many girls that went to Hamilton Hill High. Blair was just about ready to take the Jokerz on when suddenly, Terry M'ginnis sprung into action and began a full on fight with the gang. Blair was amazed, she knew Terry could fight, but not this good, and especially after what had occured at the mall. The fight was beginning to get out of control as more Jokerz gang members joined the fight. Terry quickly went and stole one of the unconscious gang member's bike and high tailed out of the scene with the Jokerz behind him.
"Blade! This isn't fun at all! Im taking a cab home!" Blair snaps.
"Blair, i'm sorry." Shouts Blade.
"Look, i just wanna go home, we'll talk tomorrow." Blair sighed as she walked away from the club and into a cab. "Wayne manor please." She ordered. The cab driver did as she instructed and drove her home. She hoped Terry was alright. A part of her wanted to go after him and defend him against the Jokerz like before. But she's had enough Jokerz encounter for one day and she was pretty sure Terry would be alright. Worst case scenario, Terry would come to school with a black eye. To make matters worse, now she had to pay the taxi driver with her piercing money thanks to Blade's little lie.
Blair sighed heavily, and her day was going so well too, she hated Blade sometimes, she could be a royal pain just like Nelson. She looked down at her phone, it was still early and her dad was still at the office. So it be her and grandpa Bruce in the manor only, considering that grandma Selina had gone to paris for a fashion show for her latest collection.
She smiles, she loved being with her grandpa, she loved him to death and sometimes showered him with too much affection, making grandma Selina jealous. Blair giggled internally at the thought. Maybe some time at home was a bit over do. Sure she loved her friends, but she loved her family more.
She mentally noted; that fromu now on, she'd spend more time with her family, starting tonight with grandpa Bruce.
But boy... She had no idea, just how much time she'd get to spend with her family from that point on...