TXTING WITH BARBARA...LOL.
Hey.
Hi, Kara! Gr8 2 hear from u again!
Me too! How R things home?
Gr8 but 's all the same with the villains over here. Then, there's really nothing 2 do in my spare time xcept...well, this. Dad and I moved to another part of Gotham 2 this cool looking house near Bruce's.
Gee. That sound fun. Anything in your love life?
well...Grayson is trying 2 B just friends...eversince he moved outta here. There is this cute guy up the watchtower. His names Spider. We sorta...kissed a few times.
Ooh large la!Spider,huh? I guess you'll just eat him up lol. HCIH?
LoL, Bats don't eat spiders...I think. On scale of one 2 ten, he is a 35.
Oooooh. Tell me he's gotta twin brother! :-D
Sorry, my platinum blonde friend, but he does not.
Awwww. :-( Oh well...and wut do U mean, Platinum Blonde?
Hair color, silly!
LOL, my hair is not Platinum!
yes it is.
no it's not.
yes it is.
no it's not.
yes it is.
no it's not. It just looks that way in sunlight.
Oh really? Then what kind of blonde are you?
I'm a golden blonde. You're a ginger.
I'm not a ginger! ):-(
Yeahuh!
Nu-uh!
yeahuh!
Nu-uh!
Yeahuh!
NU-UH! I'm a Vibrant-Crimsonhead.
Oh. Okay.
But enough about me. Wut R u doing? How's that 'lone superhero' act going?
I don't wanna talk about it.
Are you alright? Did something happen? Please tell me! I'm your best friend! You can trust me...right?
...you SWEAR not to tell Clark? He'll worry.
I SWEAR as Batgirl AND Barbara Gordon.
Good...well,it was great at first. Then I almost get killed by this nutjob who can change into smoke and stuff. Then I get saved by this REALLY scary guy, and he tells me to get out of his city or else he'd...I guess he said break my bones or something.
He's that strong?
Yeah, and he's not even Kryptonian!...I dunno. I've just been feeling down since then. I mean, I'm supposed 2 prove that I can be a capable superhero and that I'm not some...eye candy in a superman getup, Y'know? And here I get beat up by a villain, and I'm threatened by a vigilante. How will I ever get respect or...get Clark to be proud of me?
Kara, he was already proud of you. He's proud of you everyday. But he won't be if you just take this.
Take what? The threat?
yes. You're not gonna let some guy boss you around just cuz he got there first, right? You're Supergirl! You don't take crappy orders from ANYBODY.
Except Batman.
Well Bruce is a huge exception. Now what are you gonna do?
I'm gonna get back out there and beat up villains, and I'm not gonna take anything from him!
Yeah! Wait. Are you still in Drerkin?
yeah. I got an apartment room. Why?
Where the heck did you get the money for THAT?!
Bruce.
UGH, I asked him for cash this morning...uh, gotta go. Scarecrow's attacking Gotham again.
Be careful,Sis! The last time, you went into a coma, remember? I cried for DAYS!
Don't worry, I'll be fine!
Well, see ya later! Tell that Spider I said hi!
Will do, Kara! ;-D
Kara straightened her knee-long purple skirt and tucked in white shirt.
This was quite the interesting place for school. It was a spacious building with the largest Windows she'd ever seen and floors so glossy she thought she'd slip a few times. The hallways were littered with both trash and teens, all of them moving. Some were rushing past her to chase each other around, others were just friends talking the day away with various were huge, muscular jocks or nerdy kids or what looked like bullies.
She didn't really notice. All she noticed was that the boys, were giving her the looks in different places that made her want to say 'my eyes are up here'
Well, eventually, Kara discovered her locker: 23. She opened it and rearranged a few things inside it. Finally, she grabbed the textbooks for the classes she was taking and closed the door. Another girl wad waiting for her. This person was just as tall as Kara, although she had a more slender build rather than curvy, and her brunette hair was dine in a pony tail. She wore a checkerboard buttoned shirt, and tight black jeans.
"Oh! Hello!" Kara greeted this person in a friendly manner. "Can I help you?"
"Nope. But I can help you." Her face seemed to scream that she had one heck of a bubbly personality. "First off, I'm Farah Bennet! I am the school's photographer for it's newspaper. I'm not here to make a pic, of course, but I am here to make a new friend if you'd like?"
"Sure!" Kara brightly responded.
"Yes! A FEW MORE AND I'LL BE THE NICEST PERSON IN THIS SCHOOL!" Farah pumped a fist in the air triumphantly, before suddenly quieting. "Sorry. I'm trying to reach a goal for most friends made...n-not that I'm just using you! I swear! I really wanted to be your friend! It just adds on to the number I have and it's good! It's really good."
"I understand." Kara was definitely going to enjoy this new friend's personality. "Sooo...where are your other friends? Can I meet them?"
"Sure! I have too many to introduce in one day, but I can introduce you to my BEST FRIENDS!"
She made a sound that resembled a squeal by terms of cuteness and hauled Kara at amazingly fast speeds down the hall. The next thing she knew, she spotted two other girls on the 'horizon'.
With her vision, she could see from her distance that the first girl was the same height as Farah and was wearing a white/black striped T-shirt that seemed loose on her athletic figure. A baggy black short reached her mid-thighs and held a while buncha pockets, like the huge backpack on her shoulder. A cartoonishly large cowboy hat partially hid dark ginger hair that flowed down to her back
The other girl looked Italian and an inch taller than the one with the cowboy hat and she wore a casual brown dress and brown shoes. The girl had short black hair (as well as a painter's hat) in curly locks that framed her face like a Picture, presenting her violet colored eyes. It looked like she had almost too much makeup on, since her lips were overcoated with pink lipstick. If it weren't for the fact that Kara put on far too much red lipstick to the point where it was luscious to look at, then she'd be runner-up.
"GIRLS!" Farah squealed loudly. The two turned to look Yay her, smiling.
"Bonjour, Mon ami!" The Italian girl exclaimed.
"G'day mate!" The other girl said in the thickest Australian accent ever heard.
"Sooo," Farah began as she bubbled with joy. "This is my new friend Kara. She's new to Drerkin."
"Well, it sure is nice ta meet ya, mate. Ma name's Catherine! 'Ut you can call meh Cathy!" She grinned.
"Il est agréable de vous rencontrer Kara ! Mon nom est Valery!"
Farah chuckled. "She knows very little English and a whole lotta French, even if she understands what we're saying. She says--"
" 'It's nice to meet you,Kara. My name is Valery.' " Supergirl translated. Farah's mouth hung open for a second.
"You know French?" She asked, completely shocked. Kara smiled widely.
"Oui, je sais Français. Je sais aussi comment parler espagnol, chinois, japonais et allemand."
"Wow. Elle est bonne." Valery smirked.
Cathy looked between all of them, seeming deeply confused. "Uh, never studied French. Cud we speak English for a sec, mates?"
The brunette of the group giggled. "Oh, Cathy. We're gonna haveta teach you somet--OH MY GOOOOSH!!!"
Before Kara could move even slightly, Farah had grabbed her shoulders and his Behind her. A moderately cute boy a little taller than walked by, giving a wave to the group. They waved back and he disappeared down the hallway in a few minutes. Farah peeked out over Kara's shoulder.
"Is he gone?" She timidly asked.
"Lover girl here," Cathy explained with a large smirk. " does this every time Trevor comes around, mate. Not to mention she 'awks at em when he ain't lookin."
"Aaaaaah...a crush, huh?" Kara crossed her arms and joined in smirking at the now red-cheeked Farah.
"NO! I-I d-don't have a crush on Trevor!" Farah stammered. "I just think that's that he's...sooo dreamy and cute..."
"Vous n'allez pas à rêvasser , à droite?" Valery chuckled.
"Not now, at least." Farah smiled.
"Well...Hate to leave you gals..." Kara said sincerely. "But I think I have to go to class..."
"Oh! That's alright. We'll see you at lunch, hopefully."