A/N:I know. It's been a long time. Too long if you ask me but I have some free time so I figured I would finish up and publish chapter two. Enjoy.
Fang: We don't legally own Young Justice.
Me: If we did, I would be a happy person... and probably very rich.
I drummed on my legs impatiently, bobbing my head to the music, feet propped up on a dashboard-control panel. We were riding around in Batman's jet-spaceship-thingy. By we I mean me, Batman, and a couple of league peoples. They kept me under constant surveillance, but they had given me my music player back to keep me quiet. I heard Batman vaguely saying something, but didn't care enough to listen to him. The super stretchy dude reached over and plucked an ear bud out of one of my ears. I shot him a death glare.
"Thank you, Plastic Man. As I was saying before, Rosalinda, you will listen to directions your team leader, and you will follow them. You will respect your team leader. If I find out that you have been a hindrance to your team, I will not hesitate to send you to Belle Reve. Do I make my self clear?" Batman said.
"Clear as crystal, Batsie," I replied sickeningly sweet.
"Your cover story is that you are the niece of Captain Marvel," Batman said calmly.
"You do realize that he's like nine years old."
"Yes. Also you will now be attending Happy Harbor High School."
"No."
"No?"
"No. I have a scholarship still at the Gotham Academy. The one you're funding."
"Oh, yes. I just remembered I was supposed to give you this." He handed me a letter. I took it from him eyeing it suspiciously. He turned around to continue piloting. I tore it open and read the letter.
"Dear Rosalinda,
Due to recent legal issues, we have withdrawn your scholarship for the Gotham Academy. We sincerely apologize for any inconvenience this may have cause.
Sincerely, Bruce Wayne."
I crumpled up the letter and threw it at his head.
"Asshole," I muttered under my breath.
"Do that again and you're going to Belle Reve faster than you can say, 'Oops.' The same goes for mouthing off to people," he said in reply. I stuck my tongue out indignantly but remained silent. I could see him smirking in the reflection from the glass.
"Fine, since I'm supposed to live by your rules now. Is there anything else?"
"Not right now. Maybe later." The ship landed. Batman stood and went to the back of his ship. A portal opened. "Rosalinda, say hello to your new team," and with that he stepped through the portal. The super stretchy dude took hold of my shoulder and guided me to the opening of the portal.
"Good luck," he said before he gave me a gentle push through. I stumbled a bit but quickly found my footing again. I shot a glare at him over my shoulder only to find that I was staring at a portal. I brushed some imaginary dust of my shoulder.
"- This is Rosalinda. She is Captain Marvel's niece. She will be joining your team," Batman said. I must have come in right in the middle of his speech. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes. He cleared his throat. I sighed frustrated.
"Fine. Hi, my name's Rosalinda. We're all going to be the best of friends," I said with fake enthusiasm.
"Hello, my name's Wally or Kid Flash. If you ever need anything, do not hesitate to ask," a kid shot into view. Clearly, he thought he was the coolest thing to touch the face of the planet. I shot him a look of disgust.
"That's nice." Wally's face wore a look of shock as if he had never been turned down before. Another kid fought to get in front of him. With Wally in his current state, he beat him out easily.
"I'm Robin," he said sticking his hand out. I took his hand cautiously. I looked at him. Sunglasses even though we were inside, carefree attitude-No, this is not happening! Not here, not now! He was staring at me curiously. "I'm sorry. It's just you look so familiar. Have we met before?"
"No-No, we haven't-I have one of those faces-Excuse me, I think I'm going to be sick," I said pushing through the whole lot of them. I just about ran out of the room. There are just some things you can't run away from even after seven years.
"Dude! What did you say?" Wally asked Robin annoyed.
"Nothing! Why are you assuming it's my fault?"
"She was perfectly fine until you talked to her!"
"Well, if you hadn't been all over her!" he shot back.
"Guys, why are you fighting? Maybe she honestly didn't feel well," Megan said. But they all knew that there was something more to her feigned illness.