Young Justice Prom Stories

Thank God today is Friday! I get to go a couple of days without hearing any prom talk, excluding my mother that is. But now I get to go out with GA and have some one on one time with my mentor and just catch criminals. You know, the fun stuff.

GA and I met at the top of the Gotham courthouse, said our greetings, and immediately got to work. Both of us were armed and ready with a large sheath of arrows, our regular bows, and a back up of some kind...just in case. I was so ready to get started and just forget about school and the prom. I just wanted to go out and kick some butt. We went patrolling around, but we didn't see much. So much for catching criminals tonight.

"So I was talking to your mom yesterday," Green Arrow said casually.

"I know," I said. "You go over and check on her all the time and I really appreciate it."

"It's not a big deal, Artemis. I like doing it. I look at you more of a daughter than a protege, you know that."

"I do," I said in a whisper. "And I appreciate it. But I can take care of myself."

"I know that you are more than capable of taking care of the two of you. You've done it for quite some time. You should be proud."

"I guess."

"So, as I was saying...I was talking to your mom yesterday, and she told me that your school's prom is next weekend."

Of course. I knew this couldn't be just a mushy conversation. I'd rather have a mushy heart to heart with GA than talk about prom! Ugh! How did I know that I wasn't going to be able to get away from this for even a minute?

"Of course she did..." I said with acid on my tongue.

"Why don't you want to go, Artemis?"

"Why would I?" I asked him, kind of snappy. "The only reason I am going at all is because my mom really wants me too and no matter how hard I may try, it's impossible for me to win an argument against her..."

"Or you secretly want to go..." Green Arrow attempted.

I give him an "I'm going to shoot an arrow through each of your eyeballs right here in a minute" look.

"Or not..." He said.

"Or not." I stated. "Ugh. I came out here hoping to get away from all of the stupid prom talk! But no! Not possible!"

"It's going to follow you wherever you go, Artemis. Haven't you learned this already?" Green Arrow asked me.

I had learned this already. On more than one occasion. There's my mom, even though she isn't a con anymore, we still have to live with some of the consequences from when she was one. There's my dad, too. No matter how hard I want to stay away from him, we always end up crossing paths. And everyone says that THEY have "daddy issues." There's my sister, Jade; A.K.A. Cheshire, no one knows what she's doing right now or where she is...And then, of course, there's Wally. My speedster boyfriend. I had always had a hard time admitting to myself that I had feelings for him, though apparently everyone else saw it before I did. I knew that I had liked the speedster for a long time, though. And finally, on January 1st two years ago, when he admitted that he liked me...I did the same. We had only made it official recently, though. There was a lot of talking about it, obvious flirting, a few what I guess you could call dates, and we got along a little better.

"And your point is?" I asked, snappy again.

"My point is...that you don't need to hide everything from the people who care about you. I know that you've learned this with your friends. But just know that I am no exception. I may not be your biological father, but I am more than willing to be a father figure, if you want me too."

"Well," I said. "I'd much rather have you than my biological father, anyway." I said with a half smile.

"Haha! Alright then!" He said, chuckling. "Doesn't seem like there is anything going on tonight. Ready to take off and go home?"

"You can," I said. "I think I'd rather stay away from home for a little while. All my mom talks about to me is the prom...a little bit, I'll handle, for her. But I can't take much more than that."

"What really bothers you about the prom, Artemis?"

"I don't get the point of getting all dressed up for the same people you see 5 out of 7 days a week. Or making a fool of yourself, trying to dance in front of other people. I mean, seriously, what's the point?"

"It's fun," He replied, simply.

"Fun?" I asked him, skeptical.

"Yes, fun. I went to my prom in high school. I didn't actually think that it would be much fun, but I did it to get out of the house for a while and it turned out to be a lot better than I thought."

"Now you're trying to get me to go," I said.

"No. You're already going. I'm just trying to show you that not everything is how it seems. Although, I'm pretty sure that you already learned that lesson with Kid Flash..."

My face turned red just then and I turned away from Green Arrow to hide my facial expression. How did he know about me and Wally? It's only been a few months and we haven't told anyone. Okay, he told Robin...but that's his best friend. Besides, anyone on the team could easily see that we flirted around all the time and were together a lot. It'd be obvious to anyone who knew us...But still! How did GA know!

"Huh?" I said, turning around.

"Come on," He said. "I'm not deaf or blind, Artemis. I know there's something going on between the two of you."

"Just like you and Black Canary have been obvious from the beginning?" I said with a wicked smile.

"Not the point," GA said, clearing his throat. "The point is, that I know you and Kid Flash are together and it shouldn't be hard to get him to go to the prom with you. Just ask him. He is your boyfriend after all. It would be hard for him to say no to you."

I thought about this for a minute. Would it really be all that hard for me to just ask Wally to go to the prom with me? Like Green Arrow said, we are together. It's not like asking him to go will cause something bad to happen between us, right? Maybe I'm just thinking too much into this...But what if I'm not. Ugh...Yep, I was right. This is going to be a lot harder than it seems...I love my speedster, that much I'm certain of. Then why am I such a chicken? This isn't anything dangerous or terrifying. He loves me, just like I love him...But then why does this seem so hard?