A/N Hey guys, nice to see you again! sorry for the wait and I'll be working on my other stories too so stay tooned
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"Hello class my name is Mr. Grayson and I'll be your new English teacher" Well that was definitely unexpected.
One third of the class started whispering to the person they were sitting beside about how 'hot' the new English teacher is, another two thirds were ogling him with heart eyes and the rest (mostly the straight guys) were busy being jealous of a man who looked like he was in his mid twenties; I however was staring with a seemingly blank expression on my face and It seemed like Mr. Grayson had noticed my strange behaviours and had flashed me a smile, of course making my face feel like it was burning; the man chuckled under his breath.
"Okay class settle down now" Immediately the class shut up so they could drool over the man's silky voice.
He wrote his name on the white board with surprisingly neat writing then turned to the class with an award winning smile that was almost too blinding to look at.
"Since it's my first day here why don't we go around the room and introduce ourselves! Include your name and a little something about yourself" He said with child like enthusiasm; I could already tell our personalities are going to clash from the moment he walked in the room.
"I'll start first, my name is Richard Grayson, and I'm an acrobat" The girls almost fainted at that statement; not because it was amazing or anything (To me it was) but because it was new and people here in Gotham eat up the new stuff.
The time flew by and before I knew it Mr. Grayson made a round circle ending with me; he raised his eyebrow in a smirk while looking at me with piercing eyes that looked like they were staring into my soul. The other kids were staring at me, waiting for me to say something 'dreamy' as one of the other girls I heard in the hall say
"My name is Damian Wayne" I say, hoping Grayson would take it as an acceptable answer.
"And tell us a little something about yourself"
"My father's Bruce Wayne" I was hoping that statement would make him happy enough but he just snorted.
"Come on Damian, we all already know that you got to do better than that if you want to brush me off" He's very stubborn I'll give him that; How could I forget that I was pasted all over fathers magazines, of course they already know that. I was searching in my mind to find something that would satisfy Grayson's little 'ice breaker'
"I'm involved in the arts" I deadpan
That seemed to catch everyone's attention, including Mr. Grayson's; the room went quiet while everyone subconsciously leaned.
"Really now? What arts do you do?" He pushed
"I introduced myself and said something about me, what more do you want?" He smirked
"But you got to collaborate!" I knew there was no getting out of this so might as well get it over with.
"I sing, act, um dance" I said the last part quietly; I could feel my face light up furiously.
"You sing and dance? What a charmer. What kind of styles of dance do you do?" I swear this man will be the death of me.
"All of them" He raised his eyebrows.
"And that would be..."
"I've had enough Grayson" He pouted at me
"Alright Damian, but I'll get you talking sooner or later" He turned to face the class
"Alrighty then, since there's only 5 more minutes of class you all can just chill until the bell goes" I have never been more grateful in my entire life.
"Mr. Grayson" I walk up to the man's desk after class; He looks up giving me his full attention.
"Hey there Dames how's going?" He ask with genuine curiosity
"I'm sorry but what did you call me?"
"Dames! It's a nickname, haven't you ever had a nickname before?" I stare at him with a blank expression.
"I could call you Dames or Dami you're pick" I raised my eyebrow a bit at those suggestions.
"I would prefer if you would not call me those degrading names"
"You know when someone doesn't want me giving them a nickname I just give them more" he smirked with his gorgeous smile.
"I don't even care anymore, just do whatever pleases you" he smiled
"So what did you want to see me about?"
"May I have a copy of the classes' syllabus?" He raised his eyebrow
"Um sure but why?"
"I like to be prepared, and because my mark dropped by a percent" Mr. Grayson typed a few things on the computer on his desk.
"Damian it says here you have a 95 in English and 97's in everything else"
"English is my second language. Though I may be fluent, this is precisely why I need to study"
"D, I'll give you the syllabus as long as you promise to not work yourself to the bone" He had a worried puppy look on his face.
"I thought I told you not to give me degrading nicknames"
"And I thought you said you didn't even care anymore"
"Since when are we so close to each other that you think you can make me promise anything?"
"I'm not making you promise, just think of it as a suggestion" he said softly and sincere
"I will think about it" He gave me a bright smile then turned to his computer, typing a few things, turning on the printer in the process.
To make the waiting less awkward I turn on my phone seeing that I have 3 messages. The first one I open is pennyworths.
'Very sorry master Damian, I am not able to come and pick you up today, Master Bruce is getting me to do a few errands, I have informed Master Timothy to come pick you up.' that's just great
The second one is from Drake, what a coincidence
'Can't pick you up, ask Jason'
Is Drake an idiot? Todd is in Star city with his pathetic excuse of a team getting drunk and high.
"Hey Damian, are you alright? You look pretty frustrated"
"It's nothing" just that I'm going to have to walk home 5 miles from here because Wayne manor is isolated from Gotham city.
"Well if you say so" I'm glad he didn't push the subject. "Hey cool phone what kind is it?" He tried making small talk, might as well amuse him.
"Iphone" I replied tonelessly
"Five?" He seemed to be more excited in my phone then myself.
"No, 6" Mr. Grayson's eyes seemed to bug out of his sockets
"What the hell? That's not supposed to come out for like 9 months!"(A/N I don't really know when the Iphone 6 is coming out)
"My father used to be good friends with Steve Jobs, they worked together from time to time so Father always gets the product prototype before it comes out" I shrug carelessly
"You say that like it's an everyday thing" I shrug again
"It kind of is an everyday thing"
A beep is heard, signaling the papers are done printing. Mr. Grayson takes the papers and neatly stacks them together, stapling them then handing them to me.
"Thank you Mr. Grayson"
"No problem Damian" He shuts off his computer before gathering his belongings and papers then proceeding to stuff them into his bag carelessly.
"Was I keeping you from anything?" I queried out loud; it didn't really cross my mind that I said it until Mr. Grayson looked up and smiled his smile that I could definitely look at for ages.
"Nah just tired today and can't wait to go home and take a nap" He slung his bag over his shoulder before standing up to his full height; I stared in awe as looked down at me. Mr. Grayson may not be the biggest man but he definitely wasn't small either. I may be over exaggerating but to me Mr. Grayson seemed to be 6 feet tall where in reality he may only be 5'10; I'm starting to think I'm never going to grow.
I cleared my throat "That's unfortunate to hear"
"Nah it's alright, I'd stay up all night for anyone who wants to learn" That felt more sentimental then it was supposed to sound. Mr. Grayson motioned me to follow him out of the classroom.
"So are you getting a ride home, busing, or walking?" He says while turning off the lights and locking the door.
"I'm walking I guess" I mumbled the last part
"What do you mean 'I guess'?" He raises his eyebrow
"It's not really important"
"It is to me" there he goes with the sentimental shit again; I can't tell if there is a deeper meaning in his words or not.
"It's not that long of a walk as everyone thinks it is" Before I knew it he took a big step effectively blocking my path then glowering down at me with his serious face.
"Damian, I don't mean to sound creepy but where do you live?"
"tt Wayne avenue" I look away defiantly trying not to look into his eyes.
"Damian, there aren't any houses on Wayne avenue" I mentally face palm; I only picked that location because it's where Father works.
"Just outside of south Gotham" I mumble quietly, hoping he wouldn't hear me.
"What! That's 10 miles, are you crazy?" I cringe a little
"My Fathers busy on with important business, my brothers are both busy and my butler is running errands for my Father, what am I supposed to do?" I challenge him
"Bus home" he states like it's that simple
"tt Last time I checked, buses don't take platinum credit cards" I deadpan
"Ask a friend?"
"If you haven't noticed, my friends have all went home"(The very few I have anyways) I gesture around the empty hallways
"Damian I can't let you walk almost 2 hours through the streets of Gotham; that's not safe at all"
"I can protect myself and what do you think I should do then? It's not like I can get a ride out of nowhere" He thinks about it for a while
"You're getting a ride from me" he says
"But you could get in trouble for that, if I get into your car I am physically your responsibility" Mr. Grayson has a look on his face that says 'My mind is set'
"You're not letting me go aren't you?"
"Not a chance D"
"We just met though"
"Go grab your stuff and let's rock and roll"
"Imbecile" I mutter
"What did you call me?"
After grabbing my stuff from my locker Mr. Grayson and I walk out of the school, making sure no one saw us on the way out. He got into his blue convertible and motioned for me to get into the other side; I opened the door and basically threw my bag into his car.
"Watch the car kiddo" He jabs playfully, knowing already that I hate being referred to as a kid, short or a brat.
"Don't call me that, old man" I jab back
"I'm the old man? You act like one" He says while starting his car
"tt At least I don't look like one" He gets onto the main road driving towards south Gotham
"Ouch Damian, I take it back, that was pretty childish" Since I couldn't physically hit him while he was behind the wheel I did the best next thing and flicked his ear hard
"Ow! Did you just flick me?" he rubbed his ear with one hand
"You were being a nuisance"
"Meanie" He pouted
"tt Grayson, and you call me the child"
"Call me Dick" my eyes almost bug out of my socket
"Call you what?"
"Call me Dick outside of school and when no one's around" I give him a sort of weird stare
"Why?"
"It's a nickname for Richard and my parents always called me it when I was little" I stare a little longer then I should have
"Do people call you it often?" I look away blushing and wondering where this new found curiosity is coming from
"Not really, people prefer to call me Richard because it's more professional"
"And what's so special about me that I get to call you that?"
"I guess I just made an acceptation for you" He smirks
"Oh joy" I try not to sound so excited.
We sit in a comfortable silence for a while because this happens to be a pretty long drive. I fiddle with my thumbs a bit hoping to relieve some tension.
"Did you enjoy your first day of school?" First off I don't know what had possessed me at that moment to even think about asking that question and second, I sound like a mom asking their child how their day was.
"Aww Damian you do have a heart" I didn't know it was even possible for my face to get this red."Well to answer your question, I think it went amazing! Everyone was so nice to me and offered to help me with anything I wanted"
Of course Grayson was too oblivious to know they were probably flirting with him.
"Make a right or left here?" I look at the road to see were almost at my destination.
"Um right" I didn't even notice but it seemed to be raining hard
Grayson made a right and soon I saw the Wayne manor; Grayson whistled and stared with awe
"Wow that's one big house"
"tt It may seem amazing now but try getting a glass of water at night" He chuckled
I opened the window slightly so I could punch in the code to the gates and quickly closed it, being careful not to get any water inside the car.
Grayson pulled over in front of the giant steps of the manor.
"Um thank you for the ride" The words 'Thank you' were foreign to my tongue
"No problem kiddo" I was getting ready to get out the car before a hand on my shoulder stopped me; I looked at him questionably. Dick just stayed silent and opened his side of the door, grabbing something from the back seat and coming over to my side.
Before I knew it my door was opened and I was looking up to Grayson offering me a hand and holding an umbrella.
I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder before taking the hand
"Um thanks" I say once again
"No problem"
The walk to the front doors felt like 10 minutes when actually it was only 10 seconds.
"I appreciate your troubles Mr- um Dick" He smiles brightly before turning around to leave; When I think I've seen the last of him he turns around at the last second and gives me a quick vice like hug.
"You looked like you needed a hug" he whispers in my ear
He jogs back to his car and waves before driving off like nothing happened.
A/N what did you guys think? I don't know if I should add the whole vigilante stuff into this story or not, it would definitely be more interesting but it's up to you guys so let me know :D