The Date

Tim apologies for his disappearance and me always being the class a sucker for him accept them.

"Are we good now?" He whimpers with big soulful eyes.

"Yeah, we're good can you please let go, it's getting uncomfortable." Our embrace was very tight like you could breathe. It was like getting hugged by a snake trying to kill you.

"Sorry."

"It's okay I am just glad you care." Pulling a smirk from his lips was very, very hard to ignore. My teeth clap down my bottom lip causing it to bleed in nervously. "What are you thinking?"

"You and me, a little black dress and the circus, what do you say?" A hand snakes on my side and he looks so daring.

"Tonight?" Mesmerized by his eyes and the mass of him making me lay on the branch; crawling on top of me, his skull coming closer and closer to my ear and softy blows,

"Tonight." Co2 blows on my neck and his lips kiss my pale neck calmly. Swinging his head around; I could tell in his ocean eyes that he loves me and palms connect with pale skinned cheeks as lips press together and deeply melt away from Earth to Heaven. I snapped out of my swoon and through a chuckle,

"Okay, I will go to the circus with you."

"Excellent, I will pick you up at six thirty." His words flirtatiously nipping at my skin, his sigh hitting my skin and a smile that was always home.

Later, I got home and getting dress for my date with Tim. Someone is reflected off the mirror on my lavender wall wearing a black v necked dress that only come to her knees and her black converses; it was not tight, it was loose and I liked the dress because it had a silky feel to the fabric. Two silver chains dangle off my neck with the smallest was a silver heart.

"Miss Wayne, Mister Drake is here." Alfred calls to me from the hall.

"I will be right there Alfred!" I call back from the room. I step outside and Alfred stares at me with disbelief.

"Miss Wayne, y-you-u look beautiful this evening." Curiosity slithers out of my eyes and at Alfred. I pull a smile and chuckle,

"Thanks, Alfred. Can you go down stairs and tell Tim I am ready?"

"It will be an honor." He smirks at me while jogging down the hall and slowly walking down the stairs I chased after him and gracefully making it down the stairs. Tim's blue eyes are unlocked on me and with every step his mandible drops slowly on the floor; dressing in a loose dress shirt, a black tie, his black dress pants, and his black converses.

"L-Lizzy?"

"You better believe it, Drake. Come on before Bruce-" Dad's baritone voice cut me off,

"Wait right there,"

"Oh no, here we go." I rolls my silvery-blue eyes round the circumference of my eye socket.

"Drake, front and center," The finger wiggles at Tim to come forward. "Listen up, I don't care if you're Robin, you better protect her with your life."

"Dad, he saved my ass a million times." I speak out in front of everyone and mumble, "He is better than the stupid police department in this city." And everyone looks at the pale brunette is the black dress with the sparkling blue eyes; all of them are confused as hell because I would've never had said that out loud in public. "What it's true. You and I both know it."

"If she gets hurt in anyway possible you are getting hurt and I don't care if I hate her guts she is still my sister Drake." Helena threads him as he stares blankly on why she is even in the conversation.

"Helena back off this is Dad's job not yours and just because you threaten him too does not make me like you anymore so just stay out off it!" I roared in her face she backed off. As Dad rumbles on and when he is finally done threading my date we finally left the manor.

"The motorcycle? Awesome!"

"Glad you like the ride for the night." He hops on and I slide on the motorcycle, "Ready back there?" My pale arms coil around his stomach then I lean inward for the ride.

"Yep, go ahead." I call back and the engine runs on the road.

We are finally at the circus and everyone from school stares; a simple smile comes to my face. My big brunette curls bounce in sync with our movement. Click, click, click; the sounds of a blinding high tech camera go off and blind the pupils in my eyes.

"Someone is taking pictures," I mumble to Tim.

"So, I hear." Edward and Candie Foxwell stalk over; they're manger gossip people for the school's newspaper articles. My fist squeezes Tim's hand to the point were my knuckles were ghost white.

"No comments." Tim simply and blankly states at the two stalker gossipers.

"Good one Tim, you know the way of the school press." Eddie confronts Tim as he swifts around circling us, "But, we still have a story." Eddie and Candie both smirk.

"Hey, you guys look who's behind you." I tug on Tim's hand to run while the idiots searched for the mystery person I said to look for. I run past the stands and straight into the tent.

"Good one." He smirks at me.

"I try my best to get away from stupid people like that." I giggle as I pull him into the hay. He starts to get nervous,

"Shouldn't we be going?"

"No, you're lucky I know the ringmaster of this big top." He glows back to his normal shade, "I knew you would like the sound of that," Clear lip gloss kisses his lips lightly.

"Elizabeth? Is that you?" I hear a French accent behind us.

"Pepe?" My head slips pass my shoulder.

"The one and only." I run up for a hug,

"Oh my God, Pepe. How are you?"

"Great and you?" Laid a thick French accent and looks at Tim for a split second. I look at Tim,

"Great, oh Pepe this is Tim my date for the evening." Pepe gave me the most dumbfound look on his face,

"A date! Wow, you have changed!" I throw a giggle at Pepe,

"Not all of me Pepe, just some parts of me."

"Hi," Tim whispers to Pepe and shook his hand. A sorrowful look stoke Pepe's face,

"Elizabeth, I am so happy for you and so sorry about your lost."

"Thanks, Pepe. Can't wait to see what you have this year."

"Well, you two better hurry."

"See you, Pepe and good luck!"