But in the end everyone ends up alone

Losing her, the only one who's ever known

Who I am, who I'm not and who I wanna be

No way to know how long she will be next to me

You Found Me, by The Fray

Damian and Stephanie don't belong to me. Stacey and her mother are my own.

Chapter 2: Fate

You could say it was destined that Damian and Stacey met each other. From the day they met, their lives would intertwine. Neither of them knew at the time, but who knows something like that when you're 10?

It was a beautiful day in Gotham. The skies were a medium blue and white fluffy clouds were in the sky. The grass was green, and the air was fresh. To make things better, it was close to fall, so the leaves began to change color.

Stacey had been in the park that day, taking pictures of the trees, birds, and people walking around. Her dream job was to be a photographer, and even though she only owned a Kodak disposable camera she considered herself to be good at it. Her hair fell down to her shoulders in type 2b blonde curls, but her hair was kept in place by a grey tuque. She wore a pink jacket and blue jeans, and to match she wore her pink Chuck Taylors.

As she looked around, she found a robin perched in its nest. It looked to be protecting his eggs, which were a beautiful shade of light blue. Stacey couldn't resist, and lined up her camera.

"Boo!" A voice said, scaring both the robin and Stacey. She watches as it flew away, and sighed. She turned around, and looking for the owner of the voice.

A boy about 5'4 stood next to her. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and dark blue jeans. He had dark black hair, and stunning brown eyes. He laughed. "What a wimpy bird!"

Stacey face turned red in anger. "I was going to take a picture of it! Why did you scare it away, boy?"

He stopped laughing. "Boy? I'm no boy. I'm a man."

"Uh huh. Yeah. Sure." She stood up straight, and she smiled. "I'm taller."

The boy stood up straight, but it did no use. "That doesn't mean anything."

"I know what you're doing. Don't try to change the subject!" Stacey took a minute to calm down. "Why did you scare the pretty robin away?"

"Because I can. I thought it would be funny." He put his hands in his pockets. "And robins aren't pretty."

"I think they are." Stacey smiled.

"…Yeah? Well… that's because you're a girl!"

"I don't mind." Stacey shrugged, and then lined up her camera again. "Smile!"

"Wait-!" Click. The photo was taken. "Let me see that!"

"Nah uh!" She held it up above her head. "You can't reach it now."

But, to her surprise, the boy could jump up high enough to reach it. It only took one try.

He smirked. "Look what I did, Goldie Locks!" He held the camera out in front of her face. "I have it now."

She couldn't keep calm anymore. "Give it back!"

"Nah uh!" He said, imitating her. He ran away, with Stacey following him closely behind. "You bully!" She yelled.

The other people watched them as they raced around the park. The adults rolled their eyes, thinking they were immature, whereas the older couples smiled at how much energy they had.

The boy was happy. He'd never had this much fun in ages! How come his mom never let him do this? He could keep running all day, he thought.

Stacey on the other hand, was almost out of breath. All of this for a camera, she thought.

The boy came to a sudden halt. Stacey, so thankful for the surprising stop, had stopped running. She leaned over, trying to catch her breath.

A woman stood in the boy and Stacey's way.

"Damian. I've been looking all over for you!" She exclaimed. "What's that in your hand, kiddo?"

"None of your beeswax." He said, crossing his arms.

She rolled her eyes. "Fine then." She grabbed the camera out of his hands. "Is this your little girlfriend's?" She looked right at Stacey.

Girlfriend, she thought. She wasn't his girl-whatever!

Stacey nodded. "It's mine, Miss. Can I please have it back?"

The woman nodded. "What's your name?"

"Stacey." She said proudly.

The woman took out a marker, and wrote 'Stacey's camera' on the bottom of it. "From Stephanie or Steph for short, to Stacey."

She smiled, and reached for it. "Thank you, Ma- I mean Steph."

Steph smiled. "Don't forget Damian."

Damian stood there, rolling his eyes. "I don't care."

Stacey turned around, facing her back towards him. "Thank you, Damian."

He huffed. "You're welcome."

They both couldn't admit it then, but they knew that maybe it wasn't so bad to have a friend of the opposite gender. Sure, Damian had Steph, but he didn't look at her the same way as he did Stacey.

When Steph had left them to get ice cream for him, Stacey finally had the courage to do the unthinkable.

"…We could be friends, you know."

Damian rolled his eyes. "Yeah right. Didn't you hate me two minutes ago?"

She nodded. "Only because you took my camera away."

"…So, you would've wanted to be my friend if I didn't take it?"

She was surprised by his question. "Sure."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "You must be desperate."

Stacey sighed. "I go to the park every day in the summer, just so you know…"

Damian laughed. "Does it look like I care?"

Stacey frowned, but then her mother walked up beside her. "I was looking for you, Stacey. You worried me sick."

Stacey was a splitting image of her mother. They both had curly hair, and blue eyes that resembled the color of the ocean.

"Let's go, sweetie. Your uncle and aunt are coming to visit today and we don't want to be late."

She nodded at her mother, and then turned to Damian. "See you tomorrow!"

She walked away, holding her mother's hand.

Damian stood there, scowling. She was so naïve.

"See you tomorrow." He whispered to himself.

Author's note: Oh. My. I actually like how I wrote this...

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