Walking out with Tim, Damian pulled up the strap on his shoulder and looked around the school grounds. It was actually one of the nicest public schools he had ever seen. He knew it must have been well looked after with principal buzz cut.

"The school was formed in 1914. It has been the educational facility for some of the greatest minds in Gotham of our time. Even now most of the children who graduate here all have major aspirations."

Waving to an older lady dressed in a yellow sun dress she just waved back to the two. "Hello Miss Vale. How are things?"

"Tim my shining pupil. Everything is great. Who is your friend?"

"I'm not his friend." Damian mumbled under his breath.

"This is just a newbie, Damian. Damian this is Miss Vale. A respected teacher who has her fair share of graduates who do very well for themselves. Just showing him the ropes miss."

"Very good. Move along."

With that the two continued through the school grounds, Tim babbling on about things Damian was not listening to.

He must have been going on for ages but Damian did not seem to care. He was a fast learner and did not need a baby sitter.

"If you look over there we have our botanical gardens. Newly established by a grant well fought for by the girl who wanted a horticulture class in this school, Pamela Isely."

Damian looked over to the red head sniffing one of the flowers she had growing by the large green house. She seemed to take great pride in looking after her plants. "You're saying she changed single handily got that greenhouse the green light."

Tim just chuckled. "She got it the green light, the money to pay for it and cares for it single handed all while keeping an above average grade. A lot of committees, bake sales and numerous amounts of petitions but she got what she wanted. Principal Gordon is a flexible man not afraid of change if it is for the better."

Running into them a large school hall monitor, judging by his sash, stopped in front of the two and smiled when he saw Tim. "Hey. If it isn't my brother from another mother! Tim Drake and…friend."

"I'm not his friend." Damian scowled and glared at the rather tall kid.

"Okay okay." Putting his hands up in defence Tim turned around and shot Damian a glare. "This s Jean Paul. One of the finest hall monitors this school has ever seen."

Damian kept his glare until Jean Paul broke it. He did not like hall monitors so he pushed past him, Tim following closely before rolling his eyes at Jean Paul.

"Relax kid. He is a good guy."

Damian kept his head down and just pulled his hood over as he kept walking with the golden boy.

"Every school has its creepy kid and that would be an understatement for John Crane. He likes to jump out of the most unexpected places and scare people then he kinda…watches them. For as long as he can. It is weird."

Damian looked over to the kid just blankly staring up to the school's scarecrow.

"He watches that thing like a hawk. Some have even claimed to see him talking to it. Speaking of hawks."

Pointing over to another part of the school Damian followed Tim's finger over to the boy sitting atop the school's one and only rusty old jungle gym in his own little shanty town.

"That is Oswald Cobblepot. Yes, Cobblepot as in the failed billionaire family. After his family lost their money they just say he broke down. That jungle gym was meant to be taken down years ago, however he would not come down. Teachers cannot seem to bring themselves to take it from him, like it's all he has left."

Damian frowned and just continued forward. That kid was depressing just to look at.

Continuing on to the large football field the two stopped right at the fence.

"Over here you have the football team. Right there, that guy who towers over everyone in this school, even most of the teachers. That is Waylon Jones. However most just call him the Croc! In respect to our school mascot the Gotham Crocodiles. He has carried this team from day one."

Looking down to the large individual with green face paint Damian's attention was drawn to another. "And that kid being held upside down behind the bleachers?"

"Oh damn it!" With that Timothy ran down to face the behemoth. The second he walked over to him he dropped the kid and stared down Tim before walking off. The golden boy brushing off the man who picked up his doll and walked off. Tim sending him off with a smile.

Coming back up to Damian he pointed back to the scene. "That kid with the dummy was Arnold Wesker. Everyone just calls him Arnie. The kid gets picked on all because he likes the company of his dolls other than humans. No one can blame him."

Looking down Tim just scowled and crossed his arms. "And that teacher?"

His scowl cracking into a smile Tim just looked up and laughed. Damian let out an irritated. "Tt!" He hated being laughed at.

"That was no teacher. That was Bane. At least that is what the kids in school call him. He has been arrested so many times under so many names we officially lost his real name a few years back. Kids called him the bane of the school, we just dropped the end and he seems to like it. Call him anything else and he tends to get a little hostile."

The tension however was soon broken when the star cheerleader came up and wrapped her arms around Tim giving him a deep kiss from behind before turning to Damian. "Who's your friend?"

"I'm not his friend!" Damian protested again.

"Okay! Jes! Who spat in your banana?" The blonde just brushed him off and turned back to Tim.

"Stephanie Brown say hello to Damian Mahone."

Looking up he almost corrected him but Damian did not want to let it slip that he was a Wayne.

"Oh well…it is nice to meet you new kid." Holding out her hand Stephanie smiled as Damian just looked down to her hand and back up to her almost offended at the gesture.

"Oooookay. Still meeting at your place after school?"

"Bet on it." Leaning in Tim kissed Stephanie quickly before she smiled back at Damian and dashed back to her friends. All gathered around Stephanie like hawks but then all eyes turned to the pair as each girl giggled.

Tim just smiled and gave the blonde a wave before walking off. "So that is the bulk of our school. I hope you find your place in here and also enjoy class. Speaking of." Just as he looked up to the massive clock the bell went off. "Time to get you to your first class."

Walking with Damian to make sure he got there on time Tim smiled and stopped at the door. "Have fun kid."

Walking off he turned back to Damian forgetting one little thing. "Oh. Welcome to Gotham High."