Today was the day.
Ok, not THE day, that was three years ago, but the day of the talent show. And it so happened that he was in it, along with the whole senior class because the principle thought it would be a good way to remember their last year in high school.
Psh yah right, more like humiliate you.
He was beyond nervous. Yes, he the Robin the boy wonder- though he was planning on changing that after graduation- was nervous. But, this was the first time that he would ever sing in front of someone so he guessed that it was ok to be nervous. He knew how to play many musical instruments and his mother had always told him what a wonderful voice he had, and he had a whole book filled with songs he had written, but he sang and played when he was by himself, and when he had free time would he write in his songbook. He didn't need anyone to tell him he was good, or bad, he didn't want anyone to know what he truly felt in his music. Anything that he had ever written in that songbook spoke about what he was feeling, and he didn't want anyone knowing how he felt. Or in Wally's place just make fun of him about how girly that was.
He didn't want there pity, or sympathy, because no one could understand how he felt no matter how hard they tried. Sure, Bruce might have known how it felt when his parents died, but he wasn't him, he didn't know exactly how he felt. And he had gotten older, he had coped differently, and he had acted differently than Bruce. Bruce didn't really understand him.
Honestly he was sick and tired of people trying to pry into his life, whether it be the team, or the league, the media, his teachers, hell even Bruce and Alfred! He just wanted his space, and for people to stop acting like he was that same scared little kid that lost his parents. He was a hero dangit! He didn't wake up crying from a nightmare, he didn't need to be around anyone because he was afraid that if he wasn't they would disappear. He was stronger now, he had trained himself to never let anyone see what he truly felt. Heck batman was an open book, people were just to stupid to see it, because they just thought he was emotionless, but he wasn't!
Some days he wishes that he could just leave. To go anywhere he wanted and not have to worry about people, and what they wanted of him. Forget about everyone, and everything, and start a blank slate. But he cant do that, because the league and the team was counting on him, and as much as he would love to say "screw you" to all of them, he will still continue to do what he does best. Take shit from all of them.
But maybe he could change that tonight.